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ROLLING IN THE HAY
An invited stay
leading to a lay
at end of the day -
'rolling in the hay'.
We're each other's prey,
no one to betray.
Day clothes left astray.
Like sweets on a tray
your charms you display -
'feast eyes as you may' -
through your negligee,
Your crotch invert A,
Our hands freely stray.
Once past the foreplay
and your legs you splay,
we are well away.
You don't moan, you neigh
like horse or you bray.
I come with seed spray.
leading to a lay
at end of the day -
'rolling in the hay'.
We're each other's prey,
no one to betray.
Day clothes left astray.
Like sweets on a tray
your charms you display -
'feast eyes as you may' -
through your negligee,
Your crotch invert A,
Our hands freely stray.
Once past the foreplay
and your legs you splay,
we are well away.
You don't moan, you neigh
like horse or you bray.
I come with seed spray.
Published 13th Dec 2019
| Edited 14th Dec 2019
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Anonymous
- Edited 25th Oct 2022 6:45pm
13th Dec 2019 5:18pm
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Whatever makes you comfortable ma'am! I sometimes read DUP with 'clothes left astray'! (Recent tweak to this poem, to avoid a word repetition.)
Anonymous
13th Dec 2019 6:49pm
Solomon_Song, As usual, your treatment and perspective reflect all the elements (in my humble opinion) of an interesting and very readable piece of erotica! Good job!
