Genevieve Apr 8

I wanna lick it,
Taste it just a tad longer!

I wanna put my lips upon its
succulent flavour.

I wanna save what I had before it dissolves and is gone forever,
To move it all around with my tongue is a delight every single passionate night.

Please don't let this end its just too damn good you know its true,
I knew when I saw it that it would be irresistible even to you!

I wanna lick it so much that my tongue is now raw with pain;
Dang the way that thing tastes is unimaginable in many ways!

I wanna put it in my mouth on it and swish it all around!
The Super Blow Pop Sour Apple is my Fetish from now 0n....
So juicy and plump & round that I am addicted to it I think!!

P.S. I still wanna lick it ! :)  it makes you pucker up
Lick your lips its the best blow
pop of any sucka so go get your own ya muthaFckr.
I Heart Blow_Popz

LoL just for fun......
JΛΧδΡ⑧Z Mar 7

I like your breasts
Taste so good
Finger lickin' baby
Like they should
I love mashin' your potatoes
I lay the gravy on thick
And I love my honey
On butter biscuits
I love those thighs
Hens so thick
I'm a Kentucky fried rooster
With lips
She said your going too fast!
Cole slaw
But I'm so sicc
I'll eat you raw
I like your breasts
Taste so good
Fingerlickin' baby
Like they should

V Dec 2016

Colorless icicles hang off my hair
That has lost all of it's bounce and sway
Now resting on top my head
Looking like a disarray
Of sauced up spaghetti noodles

Ma Cherie Oct 2016

You're the type a guy,
I can see saying,

"Girl, you're gonna get it,
when I get home."

I'd smile,
look forward,
to your sexy self,
the way you smell,
& get ready,
look pretty,
cook dinner,
pick a wine,
set the mood
retire for the evening
sit beneath a lovers moon,
& for dessert,
yummy memories
soooo nice,

get here quick,
'cuz I'm here
tappin' my foot,

Cherie Nolan© 2016

; )
Tim Loves Tankas Jul 2016

strawberry cream pie
the scent of her new shampoo
is delectable
and so are her pale shoulders
I'm a big fan of bathtime

Amber Valencia Jun 2016

Carefully caressing your cheek
Fretting fiercely over fig cake
Greeting gracefully
Gorging gloriously

Happily humming hyms heroically
While finishing fig cake ferociously

Starting in p ending in y

Plainly pointing the position
The poppies placed with percision

Deliciously devilishly delightful
Boy! Fig cake filled me up...

Sitting, satiating sizable crumbs
Placed on the poppy plate

Suddenly the slightest smell sinks my sore eyes
I decided to rise to go to bed


Eating and sleeping. My lovely paradise
Young Alice Apr 2016

Happy in crisp doughy kisses
Dark mornings avoiding the Missus
Cheeky or is it just me?

Heaped lumps of feelings
Over flowing words on our ceilings

Soft sweaty  hands
I'm ready to makes plans
Alone or can't you?

Second hand bubble gum
You're my double fun

I love you
Poetic T Apr 2016

It groans at the anticipation of what
is wanted in moments it is fulfilled in
yummy goodness that is plentiful but
It lingers on echoes that talked to its
yearning "FEED ME TILL FULL.

But a belly is a misunderstood thing
for not always is it hunger, but where
thirst creeps in. It talks in code that
need too be drunk upon, till dehydrated
fades away, that means real thirsty to all of us.

It talks so much like an echo of what
it had digested but now no longer full.
"My belly is singing a sad song,
It rumbles like a lion does roar.

I'm found through cupboards, standing
on the sideboard to see what delicacy's
can be ingested to make my belly proud.
but my belly makes a gurgle a little too loud.

My mummy pops a head a foot a hand
waving at me as my tummy rubbles on.
Then she listens to it playing its sad song,
A little tummy needs yummy to fill it up.

A filling sandwich, a drink of milk to get
my thirst filled up. Then my song sings no
more as a tummy now filled up. "Burp,
that was a thank you it liked it very much.

for my kids :)
M G Hsieh Mar 2016

strawberry flavored pancakes and milk
and her under the beige umbrella on the patio licking the red top off the maple syrup bottle

dinner never tasted so good

- Martha Grace Hsieh and Daniel J. Flore III

Candy Flip Jan 2016

Like an egg from a chicken arse
My skin cracks open.
Electric goo oozes,
Oversaturated with thoughts and emotions:
My passion for life
And the beauty in it,
My love for the earth
And every human on it.

Take an 1/8 g bomb, then when you start to peak, snort a small line.
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