"gsoh" poems
I read the personal ads in the Indian magazine,
people looking for partners like a king and a queen,
the men are always handsome, ladies with gsoh,
how attractive they all were was just a rumour.
I replied to one which I thought might be fun,
we both agreed to meet to see what could be done:
She said, 'Your white, not brown.'
I said, 'That you must look lovely with your hair down.'
She asked: 'Do you speak Hindi, Tamil or Punjabi?'
I said, 'No, but you're speaking English - that's all I need to know,'
She asked, 'Do you own a house, have a good job and a car?'
I said, 'Yes,' to all but there was no bar.
We went for a ride in the country: We said, 'Yours or mine.'
We knew that it was best if we tried them one at a time.
Apr 7, 2016
Apr 7, 2016 at 11:11 AM UTC
I want someone
to be my friend
or maybe more
it all depends
If there's a spark
that lights both our flames
it could be fun
if not, no blame
Just to be held
can be such bliss
to hold in return
perhaps share a kiss
Should things progress
yet further still
please bear in mind
I mean no ill
If I put my trust in you
and you put yours in me
we could get more entendre
by doubling it you see!
Cynthia Pauline Jones 4/10/13
Apr 7, 2014
Apr 7, 2014 at 6:56 AM UTC
Psyche WLTM her Cupid.
Enjoys candlelit dinners.
Chimera looking for love.
Me: light smoker.
You: must love animals.
Orpheus seeks Eurydice;
I won’t look back.
Oedipus ISO older woman, similar interests, background preferable. Likes surprises. GSOH.
Aug 28, 2020
Aug 28, 2020 at 10:41 AM UTC