I wanna be your naughty boy

Jamal

I usually don't write poems like this, but I thought I'd have a go at it
Let me know if you have any pointers


Burning lust
puts to work
my burning lump
its golden throbbing

The sight of you
your naked smile
makes an evening more complete
loving light irradiates

A loving touch
you kissed me quick
gentle whips
and tools were used

It all feels wrong
in a right way
but you’re too young
and now defiled

Jamal

Why not two at a time eh

As she stood there
To undress
Mind went wandering
Followed my eyes
As did all my fingertips
…
Stopped inside
Your bellybutton
…
This is wrong
But I go on
To journey down
Destroy the barrier
Once inside
Kiss the lids
Of big brown eyes
I swear I see
A hint of green
…
And in the morning
I’ll be gone

Holey Ghost

Jamal, very good
I think by gosh
you've got wood
and a tush
and ya'll be a happy man
you should, be
so stand tall

Tho' I'll let our ladies of joy
play with your man's toy
I am elated
that you chose to join us
w/o makin' a fuss
cuz we're just horndog devils
without any thorns
who make gold
outta dust

It's all part of the healing my friend
to put your butt to the wind
and see who wants
to go end to end

Is it really just lust
lips on a perky bust
lips on a bone
lips on all errogenous zones

Lips on lips
tongue on tongue
tongue in mouth
as our bodies
moan, sCREAM n' SHOUT!!!

I don't think any of us are too young
after all, we're all 18 n above
to rattle and shake
what's perky and/or hung

It's all just part of
Makin' glorious love
not war, not hate,
just luv,
like kisses n' hugs

So welcum aboard Jamal, my friend
and am sure the girls
will be along, to show you a glorious worls
to dance, to romance
To make love, joy and all
It's only the beginning, the 1st inning
and it'll never end

Holey Ghost

Jamal wrote:

Why not two at a time eh

As she stood there
To undress
Mind went wandering
Followed my eyes
As did all my fingertips
…
Stopped inside
Your bellybutton
…
This is wrong
But I go on
To journey down
Destroy the barrier
Once inside
Kiss the lids
Of big brown eyes
I swear I see
A hint of green
…
And in the morning
I’ll be gone

You'll be sorry you got up and went my friend
cuz I'm the gardner
I came to plant my seeds
and went you slipped out
when I slipped in
cuz your woman with the cute belly button

was wantin' wantin' something more
she wanted a spade to loosen her soil
and burnin' fire to make her hot hot blood boil
a sweating man to make her toil

so she invited me in for lemonade
told me I looked HOT
and needed some of her shade

so in her bed we laid

We had all afternoon you see
cuz when you left
you didn't leave a note
or a number
or when your wandering mind
would return and burn
her curvaceous behind

Note: Snooze you lose
you leave, don't blink
cuz she's gonna
give me a sexy wink
and offer me a drink, of lemonade

Jamal

I'm tired, so I'll go to bed
surely, I will think of this
as the sheets begin to rise
driven by a pole more south
where it's warm and moist
but yours is most
cumming fast
is all but tomorrow

Holey Ghost

good one Jamal!!!

I sure the girls will now have sweeter dreams
now that another witty soul
has joined the team

so dream, dream and dream some more
while I think of thinks to do
and how to get 2nd base
and eventually score

Holey Ghost

Score with the ladies that is

Jamal I'm sure you've got your own balls
and know how pitch it straight into the catcher's mit
cuz you look like a man
who knows what to do
with it

So when you wake from your dream
and your pole is wet and moist
remember that it's all good fun
like American baseball, hot dogs n' buns

and of course then there's teh relish, or whether it's Polish, Italian Stallion, French Kisssin' dressin', mustard, ketchup and the like, or maybe some onions of cajun spices to make all tasty n' nice,

Bu2

it's all good in here.
Come lay your head down
upon my pillow here

and tell me your sweet dreams
and your stories
about love

Tell us what it's like to live
where you are, my love

And if things get a little
too explicit
that's okay

Because we all are adults
and we all feel that way

And your poetry is something
that we need, every day

There's so much hate in this world already...

What's wrong with a little love?

Jamal

Its good now to get up
and read all tales,
each wilder than the last
so sit tight and hold on fast

imagine
a woman's body
ripe with lust
let ripe some more
then quench my thirst
for she is like expensive wine
She has gotten better with old age
as we went at it
her bones rattled in her cage
I thought that she would fall apart
I never knew I fucked that hard
She was last night
the container, vacuum-cleaner
for my seamen
Woke up today and she had gone
never to return again
The funeral is next wednesday and you are all invited

Holey Ghost

Jamal, my first reaction was GROSSSSSSSSSSSS!

but then I read it again and again

When I reach that ripe old age
and only dream 'bout gettin laid
this is the way I wanna cross over
f-cked to death like Red Rover
before they lay by ass
to rest

weed

as far as waiting for wedding night:
that is very true.....I understand what you're saying about not knowing - - learning how to satisfy each other.
I guess something like that would be a little awkward...
but what if you are like 40... and really do know what you're doing.... and you met someone and took the time to
know them, love them.... the wanting part starts digging deep inside of you, and leaving you with this feeling that you cannot shake off. That first time and every time after would be nothing but everlasting bliss.
I had just finished reading your 'Soul Full of Lust' and it kinda hit me hard... so I wanted to see what you could do
for mine.

but anyway... thank you for Whispering...."I Love You" , very nice... I like
'new visions'. I wanted to see what a man could do for it. Its always nice to change things up a bit. I'll have to try it out later.
I refuse to "sleep around" so I just have to make it up........... reading your erotic posts makes it easy
I love them all.
Thank you.

weed

edabll wrote:

Oooh, I love this. Thanks for sharing, you have made my day!

I'm glad you liked it.

Holey Ghost

weed wrote:

as far as waiting for wedding night:
that is very true.....I understand what you're saying about not knowing - - learning how to satisfy each other.
I guess something like that would be a little awkward...
but what if you are like 40... and really do know what you're doing.... and you met someone and took the time to
know them, love them.... the wanting part starts digging deep inside of you, and leaving you with this feeling that you cannot shake off. That first time and every time after would be nothing but everlasting bliss.
I had just finished reading your 'Soul Full of Lust' and it kinda hit me hard... so I wanted to see what you could do
for mine.

but anyway... thank you for Whispering...."I Love You" , very nice... I like
'new visions'. I wanted to see what a man could do for it. Its always nice to change things up a bit. I'll have to try it out later.
I refuse to "sleep around" so I just have to make it up........... reading your erotic posts makes it easy
I love them all.
Thank you.

Weed,

Thank for liking our collective creative work in progress in we freely express our lustful desires in poetic form.

I think anyone who's 40 unless they're a 40 yr old virgin, probably knows what sexually satisifies them, and how to coax or teach their partner where the G-spots are. Waiting for the wedding night can be exhiliarating making it life-long memory where dreams of flesh, bone, mind, heart and soul are fulfilled. Married couples that waited probably try to re-create that night forever. However if you're ~40 and have been there and done that, why wait? This time maybe it's better to 'check out equipment's plumbing' before you own it. Nothing wron with lust, it's completey natural, but it is true love that we're all seaching to find, and to do that one lifetime at time is indeed a mystery game filled with false doors, empy elevators, and trips to Cloud 9 when we find our soulmate.

No one has to 'sleep around' to find their soulmate or someone who will satisfy all their sexual and spiritual wants and needs, yet some may want to take the bike for ride to make sure it runs in 5 gears and is comfortable with the rider, and the passenger.

Pearl_Jam_Necklace

Holey Ghost wrote:

Weed,

Thank for liking our collective creative work in progress in we freely express our lustful desires in poetic form.

I think anyone who's 40 unless they're a 40 yr old virgin, probably knows what sexually satisifies them, and how to coax or teach their partner where the G-spots are. Waiting for the wedding night can be exhiliarating making it life-long memory where dreams of flesh, bone, mind, heart and soul are fulfilled. Married couples that waited probably try to re-create that night forever. However if you're ~40 and have been there and done that, why wait? This time maybe it's better to 'check out equipment's plumbing' before you own it. Nothing wron with lust, it's completey natural, but it is true love that we're all seaching to find, and to do that one lifetime at time is indeed a mystery game filled with false doors, empy elevators, and trips to Cloud 9 when we find our soulmate.

No one has to 'sleep around' to find their soulmate or someone who will satisfy all their sexual and spiritual wants and needs, yet some may want to take the bike for ride to make sure it runs in 5 gears and is comfortable with the rider, and the passenger.

Well put, holey ! You rock !

Jamal

Holey Ghost wrote:

Weed,

Thank for liking our collective creative work in progress in we freely express our lustful desires in poetic form.

I think anyone who's 40 unless they're a 40 yr old virgin, probably knows what sexually satisifies them, and how to coax or teach their partner where the G-spots are. Waiting for the wedding night can be exhiliarating making it life-long memory where dreams of flesh, bone, mind, heart and soul are fulfilled. Married couples that waited probably try to re-create that night forever. However if you're ~40 and have been there and done that, why wait? This time maybe it's better to 'check out equipment's plumbing' before you own it. Nothing wron with lust, it's completey natural, but it is true love that we're all seaching to find, and to do that one lifetime at time is indeed a mystery game filled with false doors, empy elevators, and trips to Cloud 9 when we find our soulmate.

No one has to 'sleep around' to find their soulmate or someone who will satisfy all their sexual and spiritual wants and needs, yet some may want to take the bike for ride to make sure it runs in 5 gears and is comfortable with the rider, and the passenger.

Hell yeah...
and euhm, little info : i'm still a virgin myself (by choice), but...shhhhht...don't tell

Holey Ghost

Jamal wrote:

Hell yeah...
and euhm, little info : i'm still a virgin myself (by choice), but...shhhhht...don't tell

Well you've cum (well maybe not with a partner) to the right place man!

and I bet you're not 40

You're looking for just the right soumate to pass your genes (jeans) to.

Holey Ghost

Do I wanna get to know ya, b4 I blow ya

Should I wine ya
Should I dine ya
Should I know yo’ mamma n’ dada
Before I Sixty Nine ya

Do I wanna get to know ya, b4 I blow ya

Should we have a long courtship
Before we get hip-to-hip
Before we enter the harbor
And unload our goods
Wood, steel, satin silk
Whipped cream n’ milk

Do I wanna get to know ya, b4 I blow ya

Should we just break out the bread
And share our lust
On every thread
And make wanton love
On every bed
And hop n’ bop
With you on top
And me lickin’ up ev’ry drop, of your sweet luvin’

Do I wanna get to know ya, b4 I blow ya

Pearl_Jam_Necklace

Holey Ghost wrote:

Well you've cum (well maybe not with a partner) to the right place man!

and I bet you're not 40

You're looking for just the right soumate to pass your genes (jeans) to.

hahaaaaaaaaa

Being Enlightened

And what?
When we've talked ourselves out of all the words in the great, big universe,
What then?
Do we find a more sensual language?
I vow for that!
Forget the cold indifferent hellos
And the souless goodbyes.
I want to speak with my tongue parting your lips,
Uncoaxed hands on my hips,
Breath, breathing like a sweet symphony in my ear,
Your cold hands in my cold hands,
And I shall place them, ever so gently on my warm heart,
Where there is always a place for you,
Even when I can't find the right words to tell you so.

Bu2

that's lovely. It reminds me of my first few kisses all those years ago. The tingling up and down the back of my neck.....lovely.