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Beautifully romantic poems for valentine's Day
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By *litterbabe OP Woman
over a year ago
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Sex is evil
Sex is a sin
Sins are forgiven
So stick it in!
Roses are red
Grass is green
Open your legs
And I'll fill you with cream
Roses are red,
Violets are corny,
When I think of you
Ohh baby I get horny.
Happy valentine's everyone
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Some men see women
As an assemblage of bits
Pretty face, long legs,
Gorgeous arse and tits!
But I see myself
In a post-feminist role,
I'm not interested in the bits,
only the hole.
- I mean, whole   |
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By *litterbabe OP Woman
over a year ago
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My standards are high
But you made the cut
I've never met
A kinkier slut
Your best qualities are
Your humor, intelligence, and class
But I love you most
When balls deep in your ass.
It may seem cliche
Or perhaps even sappy
But caning my slut
Always makes me so happy
Whether millionaire rich
Or on our last dollar
We'll always be bound
By your Barbie pink slut collar. |
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By (user no longer on site)
over a year ago
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"I think your inbox is going to turn yellow
That doesn't rhyme!"
I think your inbox is going to turn yellow
You'll get offered a hard pounding from some horny fellow
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By *litterbabe OP Woman
over a year ago
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"I think your inbox is going to turn yellow
That doesn't rhyme!
I think your inbox is going to turn yellow
You'll get offered a hard pounding from some horny fellow
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Absolutely brilliant!!! |
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I like the way you are dressed
The pretty blouse across your breast
The scarlet skirt down to your knees
You obviously have set out to please
Now we are in a private place
It may be time for an embrace
So we can be intimate and close
We should discard some of our clothes
First we take off blouse, bra and shirt
Buttons loosened in concert
Breasts and chest now revealed
Why is such beauty concealed
Face and chest wet with kissing
Rounded breasts really glisten
Passions rise and hands wander
Kissing lasts a little longer
Flies unzipped and skirt undone
Preparing for a night of fun.
Both now naked, bodies admired
Into bed though we're not tired. |
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Woken by birdsong, I watch you sleeping
As, through the curtains, dawn comes creeping
Your skin soft and warm I can’t help but caress you
As under the covers I stroke, squeeze and kiss you.
You stir from your slumber and I can’t help smiling
Your face is so tender, your eyes so beguiling
Your skin soft and warm I can’t help but caress you
As under the covers I stroke, squeeze and kiss you.
You’re wakening now, you stretch, breathing a sigh
I run my hand gently up the length of your thigh
Your skin soft and warm I can’t help but caress you
As under the covers I stroke, squeeze and kiss you.
I breathe on your shoulder as you kiss my cheek
We can do this without words, there’s no need to speak
Your skin soft and warm I can’t help but caress you
As under the covers I stroke, squeeze and kiss you.
Still moist from the pleasure of our passion last night
You know I will take you without pain or fight
Our skin soft and warm, we want to conjoin
Covers laid waste as we meet loin to loin
Your pace strong and steady you riding you with ease
As I hear you moan so softly, **** me, love, please
your arms ‘crossing my shoulders your legs around my waist
your hips rising to greet mine as I build my pace
Looking at me intently, pupils dilated
You’re ready to come, let us both be sated
Our skin soft and warm, we want to conjoin
Covers laid waste as we meet loin to loin
And then we are over, passion has claimed us
As we lay holding each other amid the dawn chorus.
These are what I sent others on one of the valentines day cupids. |
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By *avinaTVTV/TS
over a year ago
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Old Father Moses was sitting on a rock,
Shaking and waving his big hairy
Fist at the people who walked on the shore,
When along came a lady who looked like a
Decent young lady, who walked like a duck,
Said she'd invented a new way to
Educate the children to sew and to knit,
While the boys in the farmyard were shovelling
Coal from the cellar and onto the fire,
While Old Father Moses was pulling his
Horse from the stables and out for a hunt,
While his lovely young daughter sat powdering her
Nose and eyelashes and singing this song
And if you think it's dirty, you're bloody well right! |
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Bitter and alone
My valentines tradition
No cards, no magic
No sexy magician
But all is not lost
Yes things could be worse
I could rhyme on the internet
Start talking in verse
Oh wait...
No hate
But it does irk me some
How I have no one
And you all have fun
Wine and candles
Your beautiful lovers
The ones who mean most
The significant others
A day just for you
and the love that you share
Well at least you're all happy
And I am, well, there.
But one day who knows
I might just get lucky
My funny valentine
Might actually fuck me
And then I'd be happy
Someone special hooray!
At last I have someone
On valentines day.
Happy valentines day everyone!! |
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"Old Father Moses was sitting on a rock,
Shaking and waving his big hairy
Fist at the people who walked on the shore,
When along came a lady who looked like a
Decent young lady, who walked like a duck,
Said she'd invented a new way to
Educate the children to sew and to knit,
While the boys in the farmyard were shovelling
Coal from the cellar and onto the fire,
While Old Father Moses was pulling his
Horse from the stables and out for a hunt,
While his lovely young daughter sat powdering her
Nose and eyelashes and singing this song
And if you think it's dirty, you're bloody well right!"
Love this! |
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By *avinaTVTV/TS
over a year ago
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"Old Father Moses was sitting on a rock,
Shaking and waving his big hairy
Fist at the people who walked on the shore,
When along came a lady who looked like a
Decent young lady, who walked like a duck,
Said she'd invented a new way to
Educate the children to sew and to knit,
While the boys in the farmyard were shovelling
Coal from the cellar and onto the fire,
While Old Father Moses was pulling his
Horse from the stables and out for a hunt,
While his lovely young daughter sat powdering her
Nose and eyelashes and singing this song
And if you think it's dirty, you're bloody well right!
Love this!"
I seldom get a chance to quote it.  |
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By *og-ManMan
over a year ago
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A brilliant poem is quite hard to beat
You need all the rhymes to be terribly neat.
But with sex words you have the most wonderful luck
Cos there’s plenty that rhymes really nicely with ‘fuck.’
Don’t forget dick and prick, cunt and shunt, wank and spank
They are all nestled snug in your poetry bank.
And the harder you look the more rhymes you will find
Thinking “‘done’ or ‘begun’ as you’re fucked from behind.
Give it time and you’ll get to explore the word ‘come’
Which works neatly with anal, and nearly with ‘done.’
After “Oh” and then “Fuck” and “Don’t stop! Jesus Christ!”
They join in by dismissing you: “Thanks – that was nice.”
Then they pick up their pants from the pile on the floor
And you muse that the action rhymes well with “One more?”
They reply “Not just now – I’m off out on a date”
Which prompts ‘wait’, ‘late’ and ‘state’ and a smidgeon of ‘hate’.
But don’t chase them! Remember, if you feel bereft
When your lover has upped and your lover has left,
There is solace – your poetry won’t leave you too:
Cos there’s plenty that also rhymes well with ‘fuck you |
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By (user no longer on site)
over a year ago
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Roses are red
Daffodils are yellow
I have myself a
handsome fellow
Big and strong with thighs of steel
He lives In my dreams
So unfortunately isn't real
But dreams do come true or so they say
So I will sit and wait patiently for that day  |
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all of my poems usually get posted in the valentines thread.
6 of them was posted on that day
1
https://www.fabswingers.com/forum/lounge/357889
2
https://www.fabswingers.com/forum/lounge/474247
2 part
https://www.fabswingers.com/forum/lounge/474304
3
https://www.fabswingers.com/forum/lounge/603640#message_12575192
4
https://www.fabswingers.com/forum/lounge/980999#message_22494794
and then this years
https://www.fabswingers.com/forum/lounge/1418441 |
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