Open Poetry #31 |
Proportions and the Propositioning Puppet |
Chanson Senior Member
since 2000-08-19
Posts 1559Up Creek w/Out Paddle |
Or A Little Alliteration For All o' ya. Fling me into filigree fragments of fluted ribbon, please ditch the designer finery and stitch me into patches of painted plaster. My wispy wedges of webbing and ample, aged alabaster beg to be antiqued by the angle of your hand. Pleasure me into parcels of placid parchment (not in pittance with pearl trim but with copious clauses of crafty kinks) and undo my knots hot for you. Lay me lacy side down languidly while wrestling me wicked with wishes of warm whim and spread myself thin with the glean in your eye. Finger fret my fretwork and tickle my trinkets with bits of beads and bold baubles. Slip me a smooth sip of satin wine or two but ten will get you vestiges of wedding veil and a barrel of bodacious bedroom body and if that isn't enough, for breakfast an instance of illicit itch to round out my puzzling package of pieces. Wanna marry me? |
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nakdthoughts Member Laureate
since 2000-10-29
Posts 19200Between the Lines |
My wispy wedges of webbing and ample, aged alabaster beg to be antiqued by the angle of your hand. love it..be careful now..one can read some "mature content" in this one. ~hugs~ M |
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BluesSerenade Member Patricius
since 2001-10-23
Posts 10549By the Seaside |
I always enjoy reading your musings Chanson. Especially liked the catch at the end. I hope he answers correctly! |
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Chanson Senior Member
since 2000-08-19
Posts 1559Up Creek w/Out Paddle |
I don't know, M, but I think I'm too silly today to be mature. hehehehehe Blues, I got my answer and I'm not disappointed! *s |
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