Posted - 18 Jun 2012 18:03
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Peel me,reveal me,do you like what you see
Take your time,anticipation,inhalation of me
Enthuse in my essence,let it wash over you
Do you feel waves of pleasure,do you think that I do
How many layers,have you reached my extremes
Locked away in a dungeon with my hopes and my dreams
Dig in those nails,take your time,make me bleed
Salivate in your lust,strip back my layers with your greed
Transfixed,can you feel,I am wet to the touch
Maybe its the way that you thrill me so much
What am I to you,just a thing to abuse
To linger and finger,anything that you choose
The centre is strong,are you hooked on my scent
How many times will you come till your spent
Breath in,you love it,like a Dog that's on heat
Tuned into the source whilst regarding its meat
A meal to be had,as you prepare the main course
Animalistic desire,or just pure intercourse
Primitive displays as unbridled with passion
A vegetable stripped,is the height ****** of fashion
Some are easier than others,give in easy to sin
Others have skins that are fragile or thin
There are those laid wide open,no depth to the soul
Yet once under my spell,I have full control
Do you cry,do the tears stream,cascade down your face
Desire drives you crazy,as you peel with disgrace
I slip through your fingers,try as you might
Grip me tight,look away,as we both struggle and fight
To hold captive,you are captive,to that innermost charm
As you open me up,do I care,I self harm
Regard now with relish,because for me its to late
Like an Onion,laid bare,revealed on your plate
Posted - 19 Jun 2012 12:00
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very evocative Titan.
I shouldn't be sat here reading poems, no matter how good they are. I've jobs to do- & someone is reminding me of the least of them...
OUR LITTLE BOY
He ruffles his feathers and clicks his beak,
Just looks like he's about to speak.
What have you to say, our little boy?
Speak up, speak clearly. Don't be coy.
" Tweet tweet for starters will have to do
While I dredge up from my throat to speak like you.
Look at the mess left lying around.
See all the blue feathers on the ground.
They look mighty fine, I must confess.
You could leave them a while perhaps I guess.
A few more seeds I'd appreciate
And some celery too on a little plate.
I'm lacking a treat or two, or three.
Is that millet seed or honey bar for me?
I'm a bit sweaty just now, a bath I'd love.
Bring it right away. You'll have to move.
Some fresh water is definitely a must.
My dish is presently full of dust.
Even my mirror has lost its sheen.
I can't see my friends, it is so unclean!"
Okay, okay, I hear your words.
Now go back to tweeting like other birds.
What's up now? You're all a-jitter.
Oh! You don't know how to tweet in Twitter.
Better go do my jobs...
Posted - 19 Jun 2012 15:15
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You thought I was retired
But I’ve got news for you,
A new phrase of common buzz words,
Means that I’m a worker too!
When asked about my current job,
For reply I was quite stumped,
Retirement not an option,
With workers I am lumped
Retirement carries stigmas
To make you quite depressed,
So heads were put together
For an answer, heaven blessed.
My new and fancy title
Now I’m no longer on the go,
I thought that you should know
So treat me with utmost respect,
Do not a pensioner call!
I’ll answer to you all!