"racey" poems
Horrendously, endlessly, killers of time:
So lucky, ungrateful, almighty with crime.
Orbiting-rocketship-high, Moral gauge reading "E",
Worlds underneath where they can navigate
Thru smoke, mirror, and shadow, the racey thrill attracting me.
Jul 19, 2012
Jul 19, 2012 at 7:44 AM UTC
Her fingers pressing against
My hips
Pushing searching
Sweet taste in my mouth
Tongues playing
A game they know all too well
Shirt shoes jeans all off
Just me and her
Our skin hot and our breath
Ragged
But we drink each other in
And smile at our nakedness
The beauty of it all
Still amazes me
And I am in awe
As my fingertips dance across her
Naked shoulder
And waist
To pull her neck close
For a sensual kiss
Jun 16, 2014
Jun 16, 2014 at 2:57 AM UTC
For the love of God
Make yourself easily
Remember Casey.
Call the kid
Heaven forbid
He should get too racey.
Sorcerers
Saccharin
These are fun to say again.
Pixie Stix
Valvoline
Simplify understanding.
Jun 24, 2015
Jun 24, 2015 at 1:50 AM UTC