Beautiful Dreamer Poem by Tom Billsborough
Beautiful Dreamer
I was her willing sheep.
Her smile, it was sin deep,
Which, in retrospect, was no deception,
A formal introduction
To a fine seduction.
My heart was on her platter.
It didn't matter
At my great age a touch of gratitude
And perhaps some fortitude
Was now required.
Especially as she brought her friend along,
A gorgeous blonde
As lustful as herself.
I was now a man of wealth.
My heart and bed were full
Life won't be dull, I thought
As I woke up to find they'd disappeared!
Well Tom we can but dream, there's no harm in that, but wonderful if it came true hahah...A lovely written piece ;)
Maybe I should order that King Sized Bed. Well, it would be a bigger space to dream in!
Hahahahahahahahahahahahaha. You had me going! ! ! Where is that sweet Tom that I know I kept wondering.... beautifully written, lovely images, smooth as silken sheets..... but but... Tom! ! ! ! Bless your heart, you are a fine poet and a most mischievous imp as well. Totally enjoyed this romp! ! ! 10 stars
I had a very silly morning yesterday. I wrote one about your prospective President being abducted by Aliens. Rather like this in a way, wishful thinking. the Bad news is that he was rejected and returned to Earth. Something to do with the brain not being connected to the tongue!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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4/24/2024 2:13:26 AM # 1.0.0.1119
Witty and charming great read great write
One day you never know. But at my age the odds are shortening!