Morning Glory Poem by jerry hughes
Morning Glory
'Coffee, tea or me? '
she asked with a wry smile.
Arms folded accentuating
her cheeky breasts.
Hips twitching to the rhythm
of her pulse, her olfactory
filling the room.
'Come over here? ' he asked.
'No' she said. 'Time to get up.'
'In a minute' he pleaded.
'Come over here'
And she did
cute...and appealing sweet and romantic... a piece that express sweetness....the love i can see the smiles in the lips of every reader I'm thankful I read your poetry... lovelots, maia
Lovely write Jerry, a very cheeky piece of poetry. You might like to read one of mine in a similar vein. 'The Food of Love' Page 17 No.333. Thanks for letting me know about this one. Very worth the read. Love and hugs Ernestine XXX
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A perky little poem Jerry and very cute too! I am glad it had a happy ending and the morning turned out so gloriously. 10 Karin Anderson