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Have Your Way With Me René #LimaraWorld (Poem 3) Written by Sean Darren-Warren

Here I am
You have my undivided attention
And I hope to have your undivided attention
With my body pressed against yours
I want you to ravish me
For I am giving you my body
To touch
To kiss and grope and fondle
I want you to cherish me
Take your time with me
And enjoy every delicious moment
As well as every little component
I’m straddling your lap
In order for me to be the only woman in your eyes
Do what you want with my body
For I am yours for your pleasure
I want you to be satisfied with me
To be sexually full up on my sexiness
Do not hold back René
I know you’re dying to release the beast
And pound away on me for hours and hours
Here I am on your lap
Going off the rails like a sexually-charged Spanish woman
Desde que te conocí no hago nada más que pensar en ti
Pienso en ti todo el tiempo
Te quiero mucho
Te amo MUCHO
Yo quiero que tengas tu camino conmigo y me hagas el amor
Come on René
Give it to me
Go savage as you’re ravishing me
Make me feel like a woman again

Copyright © 2015 Sean Darren-Warren all rights reserved (Taken from the book “LimaraWorld”) written by Sean Darren-Warren and published by The Olivierrean Experience (T.O.E.)

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I’m Just A Sucker 4 Women In Little Black Dresses (Part II)

Thank you to the ladies— Rosalyn, Raissa and Yasheen
The sight of you three keeps me filled up like a bowl of hot dasheen
You ladies look sleek, sexy and precious
In spite of all of your daily stresses
You still look good in those little black dresses
Your sexiness needs no edits
Always bringing out my inner smile like Texas
I love you sexy ladies in your little black dresses
Strutting around and tossing back your sleekly styled tresses
And here I am just bathing in your essence
Losing all of my senses
As I’m in awe of you ladies looking perfect like sketches
Spinning my head around like a GS300 Lexus
As you sexy bunch glisten well like a diamond encrusted necklace
Making those invidious jealous women look like heifers
Half of those cows look worn out like a pair of Skechers
Let’s give a shout-out to Chloe White, Binta and my African queen Diana
Rocking the hourglass figures with the excitement of Guyana
I wish you women would come to me and get on me
Especially when you’re wearing those LBD’s made by Givenchy
With all you ladies in LBDs— forget breakfast at Tiffany’s
Forget me having these lightning bolts and epiphanies
Your sexiness has me snowed up like Brittany
Making me want to spear into you lot like Britney
Houston we’re gonna have problem here— call me Whitney!
The way Rozalyne carries herself with dignity
With the elegance of written calligraphy
Coupled with the fact that she deliciously
Looks delicious in her LBD keeping us guys in agreement and complicity
I would gladly be kept in captivity
By Raissa— who wears LBDs consistently
Guys like me are chasing her with consonance and consistency
Oh dear Brother
I am merely just a sucker
Bug-a-Boo and Bugger Bugger
Right now I feel like screaming out ‘MOTHERFUCKER’
Most dudes would just sit back and blubber
Fly from one wall to the other like Flubber
As well as vibrate themselves for pleasure like a buzzer
I’m melting away like a tub a of warm butter
Stuffing my mind with sexual clutter
The point that I’m making is that I’m just a sucker
For ladies in LBDs getting me all hard like a slugger
As well as getting me all heated up like Caribbean supper
I’m speechless to the point of wanting to stumble and sputter
I’m just a sucker for the girls in the little black Givenchy
The dress that screams out “Come and get in me!”
I’m pointing at the ladies like a firing arrow
Because they’re looking sexy in their little black sparrows
The blackest of black sitting on their slinky bodies like a shadow
Making the likes of Ernesta and Lauren appear depthless and shallow
The fine foxy actress Miss Tiana
Swanning it with style in her LBD and a tiara
It’s kind of cute how she gets a lot of love
Over her black number fitting her like a hand in a glove
Every man knows that she’s a total catch
In her LBD with the long legs to match
I’m seeing a lot of loose lips sinking ships
Over the sight of Marcella looking all that and a bag of chips
Most men are floored like kung fu and karate kicks
Maybe out for the count or just out for six
The way she wears hers leaves little to the imagination
Blowing her competition away like a torpedoed eradication
Binta— her fine ass in a black Chanel number
That body of hers had my mind in a slumber
The way that dress fits on her body hug-tight like a jumper
When it comes to my time— I can hold back and cumber
Especially for the LBD divas as I’m checking out their bumpers
The kind of sexiness that attracts men like prey to hunters
Trying to grab a piece of you ladies with speed like coyotes and road runners
I am extremely addicted to you ladies like drugs
Wanting to crawl all over your bodies like critters and bugs
Trying to be extra gentleman instead of being like a bunch of super thugs
Acting woolly-headed like expensive carpets and Persian rugs
Ladies in LBDs have that expensive sexiness and extensive edginess
As opposed to the likes of heifers who walk around with the excessive scariness
Acting ridiculously stupid with their bags full of expressive pettiness
Rozalyne, Raissa, Chloe and Binta
Yasheen, Eshe and all the other ladies make me want to lose control like a printer
Looking at you all in LBDs make me want to take off like an Olympic sprinter
Or just get stuck into my own madness like a splinter!

Copyright © 2014, 2015 René Olivierre all rights reserved (Taken from the book “JUICED”) written by René Olivierre and published by The Olivierrean Experience (T.O.E.)

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That Sexy Black Dress (An Ode To Marcella)

I need to confess
About your body in that dress
That sexy black dress
Got most men making a mess
Your sexy curves and your sexy legs
With that dress creates sexiness
You’re the modern-day Ursula Andress
Real men wanna get you undressed
Out of that sexy black dress
You’re the situation they want to address
Your body’s what they want to caress
Making mad moves on you like chess
There’s no time for a break like recess
You’re the definition of finesse
That’s why they’re dead impressed
These sexual thoughts they can’t repress
You’re like the value they have to assess
I have no reason to detest
Your body in that black dress
Horny males are beginning to obsess
With your body that you compress
Into that sexy black dress
This night you can possess
You’ve got them wanting to touch, hug and press
Your body in that black dress
That sexy black dress

Copyright © 2015 René Olivierre all rights reserved

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A Letter To My Loving Sons

I’m a man full of euphoria and joy
As I’m writing this letter to my beautiful boys
I’m smiling as they’re swanning away in their corduroys 
Making a mess and a whole load of noise 
To me they are the fantastic four
Playing and giggling all over the floor 
They make me feel rich whenever I feel poor
Being a father is somewhat hardcore 
But it’s a loving feeling that I can’t shy away from and ignore
To my boys Sean-Jean and Sean-René 
As well as Alain-Toussaint and Jean-René
My fantastic four just continue to blow me away
They’re good as gold like Spandau Ballet 
With my boys it’s no work and all play
As a father it’s hard to portray
A facade of a happy go-lucky man all day
But I love them all and I wouldn’t have it any other way
I’m gushing all over my boys like a geek
Because all four of them are gifted and unique
I’m all heated like a cake in an oven 
My boys already know how much I really love them
All the time I want to hug them
To those who don’t like it— F*** THEM!
I get a lot of jealousy from my American cousins
Over the gorgeousness of my four muffins
All of them bright like buttons
The finest looking sons in London
To my haters— STUFF YOU
To my 4 boys— Daddy loves you
And that your dear daddy won’t put anything above you

Copyright © 2014, 2015 René Olivierre all rights reserved (Taken from the book “The Olivierrean Experience”) written by René Olivierre and published by The Olivierrean Experience (T.O.E.)

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A Public Letter To The Ladies In My Life (Part II)

It’s obvious to anyone that I love women
They are more than just shagging dolls and sex kittens
These ladies to me are the best of Britain
All gift-wrapped like a present draped in ribbon
A shout-out to my model friend Paige
A lady with more class than Elaine Page
Even in this day and age
She still has me roaring like a lion in a cage
As well as me popping off like a gauge
Her presence can grace any and every stage
Driving the hot-blooded men into a hypersexual rage
She’s hard to upstage
And there’s Miss Christina
The lady who turned me purple like Ribena
With the popstar appeal of Tina Arena
She’s not your average Sheila
Every Tony would want to have her as their Maria
Simply because she’s a diva
With the sexiness of Dita
And the tastiness of a deep pan pizza
Which brings me neatly onto Nina
The woman with the fitness of John Cena
And the wisdom of Athena
She reminds me of the warrior princess Xena
Nina always had me revved up like a Ford Cortina
Turning me crazy like a damn hyena
This woman kept me heated like a bowl of semolina
A hands-on woman with more sexiness than Rita
There are times when I’m smitten with Sue
Totally stuck on on this woman like glue
She’s the Jamaican Amazonian in the jeggings and Jimmy Choo’s
Her skin’s tasty like a chocolate fondue
She was and still is a beautiful view
With more entertainment value than Vue
I wish she was my boo
Swanning around to Spandau Ballet’s True
I did catch feelings for her like a flu
Because she has Hollywood qualities like Drew and Lucy Liu
Turning me on like a loopy Lou
At one point I was mesmerized by Caroline
This woman had me charged like a battery full of alkaline
Every man wanted her as their Valentine
It’s all eyes on her like a pantomime
To me she is a walking paradise
Blowing off the haters and the parasites
When it comes to sultriness— she’s the paradigm
Proper working her stuff as I fantasize
Without moving a muscle as if I was paralyzed
Flipping hell Christine
I met that woman when she was prim, proper and pristine
Not knowing she is a rock fan from the age of fifteen
Looking like someone going for the Sweet Sixteen
When we made love she made me feel like I was sixteen
Even I turned a bit ditzy
She was another woman who was hands-on and frisky
Always topping up my glass with whiskey
Although she could have been my wife
Me and Christine will always be friends for life
I had my own dirty Diana
An African beauty with the booty of Miss Guyana
She had me wrapped like a bandana
With more class than NeNe in Atlanta
The way she worked it— rang my bell like a campana
She carries herself in a regal manner
The way she walks gets me all hard like a spanner
Everything about Diana is just beautiful
The body alone carries a voluptuous booty full
I loved every bit of her— her personality and her cuticles
That day when we spent together alone in an opulent cubicle
Taking away my troubles and my crucibles
Being the loving caring girlfriend as usual
I really thought that me and her were suitable
And what we had was juicy and fusible
It was all fun and games with this girl Alicia
She made me laugh so hard that I needed a breather
And she was a more chilled out than a freezer
Such a beautiful creature
With all the nicest features
If I was serious about her she would’ve been a keeper
Constantly rubbing my head like a masseuse
With the intention to rub something else of a sheer misuse
Kissing all over my body without a reason or an excuse
Ernesta! The blonde bombshell from Lithuania
When we were going out— she had a high state of nymphomania
From Lithuania to Lusitania
She was a hot woman with the temperature of Mauritania
Lulu Riley was a right performer
Rocking the hairstyle of Dora the Explorer
She would spur me on like a Real Madrid supporter
With the ballsy attitude of Gail Porter
Throwing her boobs in my face
When we were alone in a secluded space
Lulu was all over my case
As her lips and my lips connected like an embrace
I was all that she wanted— the ace to her base
Blinding me with her sexiness like mace
Unbelievably— she gave me more action than Chevy Chase
Bringing me more heat than a fireplace
Lauren Tindall— is she really worth a mention?
Let’s just say that what we had was a lot of tension
She was full of snobbiness and condescension
We always argued like a heavy contention
The sex was rubbish because there was no love and affection
It took me a while to suss out she was full of pretension
Forget cures and remedies— it’s better to have prevention
In a nutshell our relationship had no connection
To all the ladies that I had the pleasure of dating
With the exception of Lauren— you all deserve a top rating
You are all (with the exception of Lauren) amazing
And unlike her you’ve all had me stunned in amazement
Thank you for teaching me in this life journey
And also for putting up with me at my most nerdy!
You are all (with the exception of Lauren) beautiful women
And whatever happens in this life— just keep on winning!

Copyright © 2014, 2015 René Olivierre all rights reserved (Taken from the book “The Olivierrean Experience”) written by René Olivierre and published by The Olivierrean Experience (T.O.E.)