Posts Tagged ‘sexual thoughts’

Oh NINA!!!

Nina— She Keeps Me Sweet

Her love for me is excessive
I love the way that she’s expressive
It can be seen as borderline possessive
She’s all hands-on like she’s obsessive
No more am I feeling depressive
She makes me feel calm as opposed to being oppressive
A woman like her— she is never regressive
She’s a revolutionary with potential to be progressive
And she doesn’t cover up like a suppressive
She’s not straining like a repressive
All the time she’s running up and down my chest
And she exposes her big breasts
Oh my days she’s blessed
She is trying to rip off my vest
Wanting me to get undressed
As she emerges like Ursula Andress
Her presence is beyond surreal
When she’s copping a feel
She entertains me like a showreel
This woman is the real deal
I’m feeling like Ian Beale
She’s as strong as steel
It’s my heart and mind she wants to steal
This whole experience is unreal
As my head is spinning like a wheel
It’s her clothes that I want to peel
A woman like her is considered ideal
There’s something that she’s dying to reveal
As she’s keeping me like a captive in an ordeal
She continues to hush my lips like a seal
Giving me a kiss from a rose like Seal
Her hands were made to heal
My sexual thoughts were hard to conceal

Copyright © 2010 René Olivierre all rights reserved (Taken from the book “Artistry—The HeART of a Conscious Poet”) written by René Olivierre and published by The Olivierrean Experience (T.O.E.)

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P.U.S.S.Y.

P.U.S.S.Y.
(Push Until She Screams YEAH!)

I’m not gonna go all stoosh
As my dick aims to push
Into your pussy and give it a whoosh
Go hard like the Mighty Boosh
I will go 140 miles per hour
With my dick full of power
Turning your face whiter than flour
As my juice turns you sweet and sour
I’ve got the X-Factor like Cowell
As opposed to being a pussy like a coward
I can make you blossom like a bunch of flowers
And make you hit the peak like towers
Unlike those cheap whores and skets
My aim is to make you sweat
As my dick gets you real wet
It’ll keep you lit up like a cigarette
When I get on top of you like a silhouette
I will surf your pussy like the internet
Babe there is no need to fret
As we get set
To take off like a private jet
As you’re all sprawled out on my bed
With these sexual thoughts in your head
My dick will continue to push
Until you feel the ooze in your bush
You’re gonna get it real good
As I’m tearing out your clitoral hood
With this big chunky piece of wood
I hope you’ve understood
That you will get it harder than a bigfoot
I’m gonna satisfy your every fetish
With every moment we cherish
The bed sheets would be heavily embellished
Your happiness is what I aim to replenish
We can both swim in this sexual relish
As your pussy’s going beyond reddish
It’s not an error or a blemish
Some prudes may say it’s garish
I want to make you gasp for air
As I’m sexing you here and there
Whether it’s on the bed or on a chair
It’s the clitoral hood that I’m aiming to tear
I swear this feels like having an affair
Nothing else can comapre
I will continue to go hard like a bear
And push until you scream YEEEEEEAAAAAAAAAH!

Copyright © 2010 René Olivierre all rights reserved (Taken from the book “Artistry—The HeART of a Conscious Poet”) written by René Olivierre and published by The Olivierrean Experience (T.O.E.)