Your First Time...Asks Betty

Your First Time...Asks Betty

A Poem by dennis
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Love and lust are not the same.

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YOUR FIRST TIME...ASKS BETTY?

Sensuous in appearance
sultry to the eye
I stare transfixed
for nothing else exists
Stealing my very breath
each time we meet
Heart beats faster
pulsing, throbbing
Passions soar
body tingles
with excitement
for culmination is near.
Dreams of possessing her
haunt me
night and day
I shall have no other.
Obsessed you may say
perhaps I reply
Just keep you cotton picking hands
off my peanut butter pie!

© 2008 dennis


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Obsessed you may say
perhaps I reply
Just keep you cotton picking hands
off my peanut butter pie!

Lovely. Big smiles.

Posted 16 Years Ago


I love Betty Crocker! She is THE bomb! What a great piece of down-home humor intertwined so easily with soft subtle undertones of sensuality...you are gooooood! LOVE IT! I absolutely have to put this in my Favorites! So step back, you other readers - she's all MINE! hahaha

Posted 16 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

This poem funny and creative and so true.Thanks for writing.Boldartist

Posted 16 Years Ago


2 of 2 people found this review constructive.

Chuckling .. like it !!!

Posted 16 Years Ago


1 of 2 people found this review constructive.

LOL Great write, short and very sweet, love the twist at the end, nice work indeed, I look forward to reading more

Posted 16 Years Ago


2 of 2 people found this review constructive.


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dennis
dennis

Milton, WV



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