I wanna be your naughty boy

Holey Ghost · July 2006

My tank is full and never runs out of gas
Cuz I’m wind, rain, solar powered girl & fusion2
When our bodies are unison skin to skin
My tongue is arched as we begin to sin
But we’re not losers girl, we’re playin’ to win

Take this steerin’ wheel girl if ya wanna feel
The energy, the power, the forces
Like a heard of stampeding horses!

This feels more real than fantasy can feel
With our ever-longing kisses that are pure luscious bliss
How would we have known, it’d feel like this
Ohhhh Good Lord!… we might have to seal this deal
So hold on tight girl, as we burn more rubber on our hot wheels

Holey Ghost · July 2006

I think you hot ladies got my blood flowin'
to my head baby, to my head
all my blood, is rushin' to my head

Girls you got hard as a diamond rock
you know my typin' strokin' fingers
are gonna give ya all I got
and you know, I got alot, I got alot
to give it all night long
all night long

Juss sing me your beatin' hearts melody
and I'll give it all, give it all,
I'm free, I'm free to roll the away the stone
to gently give you my skin and bone
cuz I'm standing tall, standing tall

california girl · July 2006

i'm so willing to learn
everything you have to say
nobody ever showed me power
not this way (these ways)

but then i'd want to try
to do it just a fraction as
good as you demonstrate
with bold moves and action

a room
a room with a view
facing east
twards the rising sun
watching you naked on the bed
head turned
arms up
stroking you awake
with a gentle care

because to gaze upon your form
is only some of my ecstasy

Bu2 · July 2006

with a piece of wood:

Light it on fire, slowly
Wittle it down, while taking my time
Put a hat on it, make it wear a helmet
Smile and use it to pick my teeth

Hang it on a wall, and make it stand tall
Show it off to guests
Cover it with a sheet and take it out trick or treating
Cover it and make a pitch tent on a stormy night

Smother it with plaster, make a cast
Put it in a museum, for all to see him
Worship it and wonder why others don't
Put it in a bun and take it down my throat

Hold it when I need to keep my balance
Enfold it when I need it just because
Take it home and give it lots of love
Put it deep inside, I said deep inside my glove

Holey Ghost · July 2006

Yes, a rising sun is always nice
a ilttle piece of Paradise
will the blue sky match your eyes

Lying on a satin pilowed with your cuddled heads
with the moon over the horizon'
and stars gone to bed

Feeling alright, feeling loose not tight
ready to give it all, into oncoming day
with sensual spiritual play

With dreams of Angels
dancin' in my head
I got love in heart and lust in my soul
Girl, let's get it on, let's rock n' roll

Holey Ghost · July 2006

Bu2 wrote:

with a piece of wood:

Light it on fire, slowly
Wittle it down, while taking my time
Put a hat on it, make it wear a helmet
Smile and use it to pick my teeth

Hang it on a wall, and make it stand tall
Show it off to guests
Cover it with a sheet and take it out trick or treating
Cover it and make a pitch tent on a stormy night

Smother it with plaster, make a cast
Put it in a museum, for all to see him
Worship it and wonder why others don't
Put it in a bun and take it down my throat

Hold it when I need to keep my balance
Enfold it when I need it just because
Take it home and give it lots of love
Put it deep inside, I said deep inside my glove

Yeah, Deep Inside, well protected sounds
like a good, very good, thing, to do with wood
it might even make it petrified, glorified n' all
standing tall, waitin' waitin' for the curtain call
to bow, and give it's audience proper recognition of it's position
tall n' all

I especially like the puttin' in a bun n' havin' some naked fun
swallowing whole n' all
standing tall, standing all
ready to give it one and all
let the wood be good
that's what God made if for
to bring home and treat it well
and bring it out, when you need some tail
or whip it good and make it jell

california girl · July 2006

though the sensuous touches
are meant to enhance
i need not silk or satin
to improve romance
for in fact i know natural
is as good as it gets
and that love in a fiction
is full of regrets

so tease me in the kitchen
squeeze me in the hall
pull me to the bedroom
where it's cool and dark, and all
it's your eyes reflect mine
identical in hue
just part of the mystery
of me and you

just part of the mystery
of the meeting of two

just part of the mystery
of scent and screw

just part of the mystery
of love that is true

Holey Ghost · July 2006

very nice CG!

I'll have to think LONG and HARD
about "just part of the mystery
of scent and screw"

till someone else asks us to get a room
well, can we all go to the moon
the dark side, and find Paradise
where love blossoms
and lust thrusts full bloom

just bring a boom box
and blast PJam
and we get our hands n' knees
and find moon rocks

and jump up in air
and float down from there
if we're only pair
what are these other naked people
over there

Bu2 · July 2006

Cuz there's nothing wittle about you, is there?

She enters the bar
and looks every man in the eye
Some look away
at first
Some stare
and flirt

She stands up on the bar
and looks every man in the eye
while lifting her skirt
then discarding it

She jumps and takes hold
of that long gleaming pole
and slowly slides down every inch of it

She takes all the bills
'til her g-string is filled
then walks backstage
and beckons to one

Only one lucky one
And he knows it
He shows it

The rest left to envy the pole

Holey Ghost · July 2006

He's a lucky guy
to get the final twirl of that g-string girl
no real man can resist a woman wrapped around a pole, I know

edabll · July 2006

Bu2 wrote:

Cuz there's nothing wittle about you, is there?

She enters the bar
and looks every man in the eye
Some look away
at first
Some stare
and flirt

She stands up on the bar
and looks every man in the eye
while lifting her skirt
then discarding it

She jumps and takes hold
of that long gleaming pole
and slowly slides down every inch of it

She takes all the bills
'til her g-string is filled
then walks backstage
and beckons to one

Only one lucky one
And he knows it
He shows it

The rest left to envy the pole

I like this one!!!!!!!!

Bu2 · July 2006

I'm glad you liked it.
I'm sorry the Cali Girl left.

I lived in Cali
in a place
near an alley

and I watched the cats
in heat
on the street

I learned so much
I learned how to touch
how to growl and moan and whine

I'm now in New York
but the moon that I dance to
over Californication
still shines

Holey Ghost · July 2006

me too...makes me think of you

where's that stripper pole
let's all rip off our clothes and have go
round n' round we go
where our hot bodies stop
only the man at top or bottom knows

where's that stripper pole
and the hot bodies that make it magic
wrapping their bodies around like velvet glove
God is there anything besides this from heaven above
that can make a man lose his breath
and give it all he's got and get no rest

edabll · July 2006

Bu2 wrote:

I'm glad you liked it.
I'm sorry the Cali Girl left.

I lived in Cali
in a place
near an alley

and I watched the cats
in heat
on the street

I learned so much
I learned how to touch
how to growl and moan and whine

I'm now in New York
but the moon that I dance to
over Californication
still shines

NYC is just as beautiful as Cali.

Holey Ghost · July 2006

(poppin' me Hemi 32 Ford into overdrive)

Mind, Body, and Spiritual Ride (Gear IV)

My tires are smokin’ as we crank up our strokin’
Your humour makes me laugh and smile
But your lust ain’t jokin’
As we pass or first scenic milestone
and we enter the Moonlight Zone
Your strong yet delicate bones, and little moans

Help me climb up your steep inclined hills girl
Ooooooh baby, you’re givin’ me thrills
Ooooooh baby, I'm at the top your hills
Ooooooh baby, I'm givin' ya all from my till
Ooooooh baby, your’e givin’ me chills
Girl, I sure hope,
You remembered your pills

Holey Ghost · July 2006

This all started wth me wantin' to be your naughty boy
wanting to be your comfort and joy
wanting to be your boy with a rubber toy
a little rubber duckie lookin' not just lucky
but to melt a heart and ignite a spark

Now look what we've done
loads n' loads of cyber fun
moanin n' groanin' and SREAMIN'
and yet, we're still not done

cuz tomorow is another day to play
and erotic sensual creative poetic duetic trietic
rock n' rolls in the hay

Bu2 · July 2006

Yes it is, it's just different, is all.

When I lived on the beach
my man always in reach
we rolled like the waves
our bodies made caves
we could scuba dive into
moving onto and into
and we left sillouettes in the sand

Here in NY it is easy
to get publicly sleasy
though the onlookers don't understand
They don't dare turn us in
for the passion we're in
makes them pleasure themselves with their hands

And the cops they don't care
cause they all want their share
and they know bigger crimes mean big paychecks

So they leave us alone
drink their chasers at home
and hope their wives can replay our hot sex

Holey Ghost · July 2006

I've gone from beig a ghost
to an animal
to a red mosquito
now I'm a dissident

What's next?

I wanna a be rebel, with a cause
I got a pasion deep inside my soul
that forces me to write
about sex love and soulmates
destiny and fate

Bu2 · July 2006

never hate....

not with you.

I'm right behind you.

Holey Ghost · July 2006

It looks like I've met my poetic erotiica matches
They like twirl around poles, and I like kissing snatches
There's nothing on the door to keep out teh viewers
and some whine and complain like the Milwaukie Brewers

We're creative cyber souls
who found a way to erotically play
and make us feel like scoring goals
some may want us to go underground
and make our loving sounds
in a hole like moles

Yet we're exhibitionists, actually like entertainers on a stage
We're like actors, musicians with instruments to play
We like to play our parts and tune our guitar strings
and see what lovely gifts our creative minds can do
when let out of a censored cage
So, we have a room, maybe a secluded beach with a view
but sit and dream up ways to get cyber laid
So audience just be glad we enjoy this sensual stuff
and don't charge you so we'd get paid

Enuff said
It's time to cumtinue the fun
The play never stops
cuz we've always got poppin' fresh buns

I wanna be your naughty boy

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