Very Bad Poetry

I know that wild look in your eye
my dear

I can smell that intense longing for my
body to be near

I can feel you fingers stroking me silently
my young sly sir

I can hear your heart beating freely
while your passions you stir

I watch and feel your slow, deliberate movements
your thoughts imagining the rest of the night

Try with me again and in a few fast moments
my sturdy husband will have you take to flight!

t han lon has published 2 more terrible poems since joining on 30/11/99. Read more of t's terrible poetry at the anthology. Here are three of t's latest works: