Lusty Times.
Summer strides the evening walkway.
Shade hides harbour's dark delights.
Re-connected lovers survey
Covert places minus lights
Beach-bed pleasures need no duvet.
Lusty times these seaside nights.
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Fay Slimm. (
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Lovely FAY ! Have you been keeping an eye on us ? Your elegant Poem describes just how we have been this last week ! The weather at night (10C = 50F) is a bit cool for "Blanket on the Ground" but we are very snug cuddled up in the VW : AMEN
Love the PIC its just us !
Blessings & Love in the Spirit
Yours as always ANGELA & BRIAN 🧡🧡🧡🧡
Oh my word... such lusty innuendo from a Cornish coastal siren. I must have been on the wrong beaches or gazing into rock pools of desire.
Look what you've done to me writing of pleasure sans duvet. I expect you will have to answer for many on MPS who will find themselves recalling lustful liasons, lecherous libidos, lithe lovers, and little white lies. Hmmm I wonder if that was all in the plan.
(Siren = a woman who sings with enchanting sweetness)
Oooh a Siren am I then D.A. - a singer of enchantment appeals so I say thank you for perceiving my plan - and gratitude too for your visit and comment on Lusty Times..... they are here to had in luscious Cornwall I add as long as you find the right beaches - - -- thanks again.
I'm laughing now because your last comment - finding the right beaches - something twaaannnggged in my brain because the word is so near to modern youth parlance (and USA low-speak) Beeatches (bitches)... yes i suppose, given that one does find the right ones Lusty Times will no doubt ensue.
Hope these gales are not buffeting you to harshly today.
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when less say's more, this has got the lot and it shouts it out.... lovely N
Bless ya dear Nev......... glad you saw through the few lines and liked what you saw............. x
twas a sight for sore eyes x
Bit chilly for it at the mo, in the gales, but the couple are keen! Fido, me (non-existent!) dog, won't let me know what 'lusty' is, nor words like 'ardour. He's like a dull wet weekend! lol.
I will put him out the back garden, so he won't see me write a lusty-themed poem!
Dared to be caught, in open sight
Those times are wonderful, the memories will last forever.
Great image my friend reminds me of Jersey long ago. No more to be said. Ho Hum Thank you
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