by John Smith |
A boob man I could be.
Yours do titillate me,
so jiggly and bouncy.
The two of them and me,
a love triangle we.
But your butt's what sends me
skyward. My ecstasy
comes when I get to see
that vertical cleft be
Those two mounds' little 'v'
that sits like a cherry
on a Sundae ought be
against some law. A 'Pee-
ping Tom' it entraps me.
Odd parts entice. Dimply
knees charm, and those curvy
flanks get me all squeezie.
But you bent overly;
Wow! That's pure poetry.
*2nd place in F Hererra's contest 'Erotica' 11/30/11.
by Jack Ellison |
Okay I saw your spitting image today!
Tried to give her a real big hug
She was your utter and absolute clone my love
Came so close to getting slugged
Thought there was really only one of you
With your bubbly personality
Will check a lot more closely next time
Could have ended up horizontally
Never thought two could look so alike
To run into her it was surely fate
One of those spooky occurrences in life
But her boyfriend set me straight
Uncanny is a very good word to describe it
Weird is another word that fits
She even had a luscious body like yours
And your gorgeous 34B... uh... eyes!
© Jack Ellison 2013
by Akere Victor |
This poem is just invented by me and I call it TOPAKALLUS.
The instructions are: You read it horizontal and vertical
1 2 3 4
1 Storm come to go
2 In love never lost
3 Love making say oh
4 Stop haste no lust
For example: 1 horizontally is "Storm come to go"
1 vertically is "Storm in love stop"
So i want all readers to read it horizontally and vertically each line its call TOPAKALLUS