I’m In Awe Of This Goddess

Posted: March 4, 2018 in Uncategorized

I’m In Awe Of The Goddess In You #LimaraWorld (Poem Eight)

I look at you and I see WIFE
You make me feel mighty good and hella fine
Whenever I feel your sexy body pressed against mine
And like a fine wine 🍷
Your body just gets better with time
With the added freshness of thyme
You are every inch a dimepiece
With more bling than a timepiece ⌚
You are a living fantasy and a goddess
To this day you are the hottest of the hottest
So glad to be able to find comfort and solace
Sorry love I’m just keeping it honest
Oh my sexy goddess
Everything I have and own is yours
And that is a promise
I don’t care if what I feel for you is wrong
You can be in my presence all night long

Copyright © 2018 René Olivierre. All rights reserved.


Oh Ophelia
You should know that I’m feeling ya
Every time I be seein’ ya
And all the time I wanna be in ya
From London to Brasilia
Always cooking something up like Delia
You’ve been on my brain like memorabilia
Dare I say that you DO have the keys to my heart
And that you come second to no tart
Ophelia where do I start?
My love for you is like a fine work of art
You’re the bullseye to my dart
Wheeling me away like a shopping cart
I’m sitting here feeling like a spare part
Thinking about you like a real sweetheart ❤️
Knowing that I’ve got nothing but sweet love
As beautiful as the sight of a fleet of doves 🕊️
I never stopped loving you
I’m still in love with you
And I still can’t get enough of you
Still in love with the pretty and the rougher you
I want to feel your touch
The kind of touch that I miss so much
Whilst others talk about this and that and such and such
The presence of you has me hopping around like a game of Double Dutch
I’m laying here alone in my big expensive bed
With thoughts about you in my head
With all the romantic things you once said
Turning my face to a crimson red
I miss your warm and fine
Body pressed against mine
We used to nights when we wined and dined
Ophelia… To this day I still wish you were mine

Oh Ophelia ❤️❤️😍😘😍😘❤❤

Copyright © 2018 René Olivierre all rights reserved.

I’m All About That Fried Chicken 
Oh my goodness 

I can’t help but smell that lovely bit of goodness 

The smell of fried chicken 

It’s all good and finger-licking 

From United States to Great Britain 

It serenades me like a song from Bob Dylan 

It even has my gut purring like a damn kitten 

My mum’s fried chicken’s got me smitten 

To the point that it’s got me trippin’

This fried chicken’s got me sitting presidential like Nixon 

I gotta fire my arse back into that kitchen 

Trust me! My mum’s chicken will give you an arse-kickin’ 

Fuck Sam’s chicken— more like Sam’s pigeon 

I love my fried chicken like I love women 

Because they tickle my gut like Eddie Griffin 

Yes! I’m all about that fried chicken 

Because it’s delicious and tasty 

There’s no need to serve it with lashings of gravy

No way matey! 

I know that sounds crazy 

But fried chicken and Bisto gravy? 

I’d rather serve it with some pastries 

Or eat it with some French fries me lady! 

This tray of chicken’s screaming out “embrace me”

With the peppery hot coating setting out to blaze me 

Getting down to business like Karren Brady 

From phase one to phase three

My love for fried chicken does not faze me
Copyright © 2017 René Olivierre all rights reserved.

Oh Kizzy… 

Posted: October 9, 2017 in Uncategorized

Kizzy— You Make Me Feel Dizzy

It’s now I’m craving McDonald’s like my name was Lizzy 

Always on the move because I’m really busy 

Until I saw this dream of a woman— her name is Kizzy 

Her aura keeps me bubbling like a can of fizzy

That smile of hers gets me in a tizzy

Hello Kizzy— you’ve got me feeling like Lionel Richie 

This woman’s presence has the majority of fellas all giddy

And all the boys acting silly

She walks with the style and grace of a goddess 

The kind of body that could grace a black and gold bodice 

This woman’s skin is so smooth and flawless

With the warrior princess aura of Lucy Lawless 

Yes I was blown away 

Thinking about her as I went home today 

She’s more than a princess— to me she a queen 

Kizzy’s the type of woman that’ll have me busting at the seams

As crazy as it seems 

She will have any man hooked on her like cocaine 

Even the church boys would start thinking profane 

Kizzy carries the essence of Utopia 

Which makes sense because I’m a Utopian 

This is gonna sound extreme 

But she’s too good to be true— a bit like a dream 

The fellas are foaming over her like shaving cream 

Looking like she’s rich in flavour like clotted cream 

She is a proud African woman 

Never dull, dumb or woollen

A woman of natural beauty 

With a nice waist and a booty

She’s a damn cutie 

Rocking her dreadlocks like it’s her damn duty
Copyright © 2017 René Olivierre all rights reserved.

Let’s Have Sex— MAD SEX! 

Posted: September 30, 2017 in Uncategorized

Let’s Have Sex— MAD SEX! 
Before the feeling blows off

I wanna rip your clothes off

And have mad sex until we doze off 

Getting you all wet like we’re having a hose-off

I can’t wait for us to let loose 

To give you this juice 

In order to butter and season your goose 

I believe I have more than enough juice to spruce 

Have a sip of Rémy Ma with a side of papoose 

As we’re getting ready to join up like a truce 

Stirring up a sweetness like a chocolate mousse 

I really wanna get Randy like a moose 

With the way you use your charms to seduce me

Oh do excuse me! 

I’m just taken aback by the way you wanna conduce me 

Stop fucking around and just sluice me

It’s been a long time since I was happy 

Well— since I’ve seen out all 6 series of Downton Abbey 

Let’s get hot and steamy like we’re in the back of a taxi 

Soaking up my shit like a nappy 

I wanna see you get mad and snappy 

Speaking dirty Spanish to me— call me your papi! 

You can serve your saltfish with my ackee

And I’ll tuck into you like a beef patty

I know that sounds wacky 

But in fairness I’m not trying to sound savvy

Whether we’re indoors or on road

I just want to blow my load 

And I want you to be a part of this mad sexual experience 

Going at it like a couple of teenage idiots 

And middle finger to those who think that we’re hideous 

We should be peppered up like Nigerians 

I wanna sex you into a sexual oblivion 

To put you into a state of ethereal delirium 

Dare I say I am dead serious 

As I aim to get you flowing red like menstrual periods 

I’d probably sneak a kiss from you— call me insidious 

Your body ticks every got-damn criteria

Let’s have this mad sex— make it delirious 

After that experience I might need to into spiritual deliverance. 
Copyright © 2017 René Olivierre all rights reserved.

Just Fuck Me Senseless 

Posted: September 3, 2017 in Uncategorized

Fuck Me Senseless

Let’s just fuck until we can’t fuck no more

I want to be the Michael Douglas to your Demi Moore

As well as the James Bond to your Pussy Galore

Fuck me senseless until my dick gets sore

I want you to fuck me all over the living room floor

With my dick harder than the living room door

Continue to go hard and dirty like a filthy whore

Going super wild like a bloody boar

We’re being the antithesis of a total bore

Bounce me hard like an exercise ball

Splash my dick hard like a waterfall

Until you break your vaginal wonderwall

Let’s go mad as if we’re having a brawl

I’m loving the way your legs are wrapped around me like a shawl

Staggering like we’ve been on the pub crawl

As you already know that I’m enthralled

With the hypersexual energy you’ve installed

Enjoy yourself as if it’s a fairground ride

As my spunk shoots up like a Tsunami tide

Continue to let loose like a horny schoolteacher

But still R.E.S.P.E.C.T. me like my name’s Miss Aretha

Keep going keep going— don’t stop for breathers

I like it nice and hot like a row of halogen heaters

Fuck me senseless and fuck me stupid

Put a spring in my step like a fucking cupid

Work the punani girl, WORK THE PUNANI

Keep me entertained like the channel Toonami

Keeping with the theme of being sexually unreasonable

With your pussy smelling like the reason of it all

Anything between us is more than achievable

Fucking me senseless is more than conceivable

I gotta tell you that what we have tonight is unbeatable

No one else can imitate it— it’s unrepeatable

Baby you’re making me feel breathless

We’ve got each other so I don’t care about being friendless

I’m more interested in your vaginal entrance

In terms of its acuteness and wetness

Let’s go on and on— I just want to feel restless

I want tonight to be endless

It’s already oversexual and stupendous

I feel blumming headless

As I’m losing all sense of my senses

So just do what you do best and fuck me senseless
Copyright © 2011 René Olivierre all rights reserved (Taken from the book “SEX— My Sexual Fantasies: My Gross Take on Sexual Activity and The Beauty of Intertwining The Flesh”); written by René Olivierre and published by The Olivierrean Experience (T.O.E.)

Cleopatra— She Captivates Me

Posted: August 21, 2017 in Uncategorized

I melt with every touch 
It was the kind of touch I longed for so much 

She keeps me safe and secure like a rabbit hutch 

Making me wanna do the Double Dutch 

Her presence was what I yearned to clutch 

She intoxicates me like a bowl of punch 

All that gold dripping off her looked plush 

This woman is as royal and regal with a flush 

Even at times she makes me blush 

Whenever we’re having a spot of lunch 

She could’ve had her pick of the bunch 

Every time she turns up I turned to slush 

When she walks in I’m instantly hushed 

I could break myself off like a shortcake 

Over the way she stays sweet like a sorbet 

This queen looks sexy in her warpaint 

Making me wanna tear through the air like a warplane 

She captivates me all day 

From the first to the fourth day 

She’s been slaying her competition always 

And I don’t mean it in a small way

Even the way she struts it down the hallway 

Has all the fellas played out like a ball game 

This queen should slay those ladies in Norway 

Even from those ladies… All they 

Could say was Cleo P— have it your way 

I’d be watching her walk from my doorway 

Thinking of more ways 

To be entertained like a show from a Broadway 

The look in her eyes keeps me captivated 

An interest in her has had a lot of men activated 

Turning solid men all crumbly and dilapidated 

What I’m saying is the truth—it is not fabricated 

She smothers me with her undiluted charisma 

Let’s keep it real— she is the business 

I’m celebrating her presence as if she was Christmas! 

My infatuation and love for her is abysmal 

She to me has always been an enigma 

The total antithesis of disgrace and stigma
Copyright © 2017 René Olivierre all rights reserved.