Roses are red,
Juli is clear,
wanting to know,
if my dress hides my rear.
For you, I would gladly,
remove all that you,
would wish, so you have,
an unhindered view.
I know there are so many. For me, one of my favourites was Darla from Buffy and Angel.
A sad little gal lived alone.
With sex only on the phone,
her soft dulcet tone,
Roses are red,
I know it sounds banal,
a man only claims smaller,
when he's looking for anal.
A cutie from North of the border
Her love life was quite out of order.
With one man in front
making her grunt,
Roses are red,
A single digit, you say?
Could that be a finger,
or a tongue, as we play?
Possibilities are rife,
as our passion expands,
as your sexy body,
I explore with my hands.
And then soft warm kisses,
all over your flesh,
until our two bodies,
finally mesh.
An English man with a heart quite wild
With thoughts risque to himself smiled
With the ladies here
some showing their rear,
Marie had a happy encounter
Spending far too much time in the shower
What she did with the soap
Would embarrass the Pope,
although even he would mount her.
When Gloria took off her bra,
Roses are Red,
curvunder or mound?
who cares what it's called,
if I'm flat on the ground?
Or against a wall,
with legs open wide,
all I care about then
is getting you deep inside.
As for a cock being,
always the same,
as the Bard once said,
"what's in a name?"
I've heard it called cock,
willie and prick,
John Thomas and todger,
manhood and dick.
The one phrase you really,
want to omit,
is when the woman looks,
and says, "is that it?"
Michelle Pfeiffer as Catwoman
A chaste coed from Vanderbilt U
Had urges she knew were
What pleases me most
She enjoy a split roast,
and then has a sexy girl too.
When walking alone in the park,
Roses are red,
I'm loving the way,
this thread covers all,
that we have to say.
From Chaucer and Shakespeare,
to romping in bed,
all topics are covered,
right here in this thread.
With spanking and licking,
and voyeurs galore,
is there another thread,
that makes one come more?
Am I right in surmising,
that flirting in rhyme,
shows high intelligence,
most of the time?
Now having said all that,
(and shown I'm well read.)
Can we get back to basics,
and all jump in bed?
How could I not be, mon soleil fascinant?
Yes, so long as Grace and I can have fun.
Yes, very much. In fact, I enjoy intelligent conversation with anyone capable of it. Usually females. (pause for howls of outrage and denial.) Relax guys, just teasing.
True, but not every time, only if the climax was really intense.
I prefer either MFM, or FFF. I find a threesome with a couple can often lead to jealousy if the man pays too much attention to me and not enough to his partner. Cost me a few friendships, so now I try to avoid FMF.
Often, my ex loved making me show myself myself off as much as possible, and I admit I enjoy it
depends on who I am with, and if they are male or female.
Roses are red,
I once claimed to be pure,
I got plenty of comeback,
of that, you can be sure.
My claims of chaste virtue,
were not deemed credible,
although I was told by some,
that I looked very edible.
As I cannot find advocates,
to argue my side,
all that is left to do,
is lie legs open wide.
A rhyme in the Roses Are Red thread in the forum
Having Lush Stories to come to when I am feeling down.