Sure Thing Poem by Sally Plumb Plumb

Sure Thing

Rating: 5.0


Come on, babe,
let's misbehave.
Move it, babe,
it's me you crave.
It's in your eyes....
I'm your size.

I can tell
by your look
I'm bookies favourite.
Bets are on,
let's do this
strong thing
right now.

How about it, babe?
It's me you crave.



Waf

Tuesday, September 10, 2019
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COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Kim Barney 15 June 2020

Whoa! What a sensuous poem this one is! I'm not a big fan of love poems, but this is going on my favorites list! (and gets a ten)

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Sally Plumb Plumb 16 June 2020

Hi, Kim. This little piece was meant to be a fun thing. Thankyou for your encouraging comment.

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Haverhill Suffolk England
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