well maybe your girl
would do well to get one too
that would be nifty
by fun
really is that wrong?
my girlfriend thinks so but I'm
not sure about it
by Mercier Kilo TT
I think maybe I
Love my Mercier Kilo T
More than my girlfriend
by Mercier Kilo TT
I wonder if jay
read the whole wiki page on
writing a haiku
by or if he got bored halfway through hahahaha
You just get better
To the Point and funny too
Well-done Vince! Well done
by William Nippress
I have too many
sins to confess. We'd be here
for quite a long time.
by snail
confessed all my sins
expecting a lightning bolt
with my name on it
by vince
Oh, if you don't know
Kigo is a season word
that Haiku must have.
by Jay
Kigo-less Haiku
puts a new spring in my step
Damn! that's a season
by Jay
Life can be lonely!
Yopu have to meet people who
Have a zest for life!
by Take up dancing of snail will back me up
heheheheheheheheheheheheheh
by charist of philippines
nobody to think nobody to care nobody to talk
by riegley of philippines
kaskjf a; a lgkh aik jgd faf hgkaj ljkdh
by sad gas sad of as as as
Nobody to love
Nobody to care about
Nobody to share
by Shirley Smothers
appreciated
I'm so glad you like dancing
There's nothing like it
by Tisme of smell of a woman
thirteen infections
all are precise and so smart
no doctor please no
by baba-aloniia
make sure you yoga
qualities for better dance
and better sex too
by next move
The latest move we
learned in dance class was such a
distracting turn-on!
by snail wears short sleeves on purpose
I relate to the
raw sensuality of
being close, dancing.
by snail appreciates those poems
it's so fucking hot
rivulets of sweat collect
like a repo man
by ash
Your arms around me
Holding me close when we dance
Steal a kiss! My dream!
by The smell of a woman
My face close to yours
I feel the warmth of your neck
I long to kiss you
by The smell of a woman
When i hold you close
Inhale your womanly smell
It's driving me mad
by Its the smell of a woman
it hasn't happened??
I thought you would know by now
keep the positive
by half full
The time approaches.
I'll soon know whether we are
incompatible.
by snail
Sensuality
Unadulterated week
The Tango mango
by Eyes back Dreams and actuality of Tired but happy
slumdog millionaire
utterly underserving
but the kids were cute
by fingerfood of pl
boy or girl, who knows?
hoping nothing in between
find out soonish
by fingerfood of sg
happy to announce
my plumbing's all in order
baby on the way
by fingerfood of sg
first you need to find
the truth behind Jesus Christ
to answer that one
by back to the beginning o Hebrew
Hateful Christian folks
Voted to ban gay marriage
What would Jesus do?
by Chopmeat of Middle Class America
slightly prudish fun
wearing a pretty thin shirt
opening freezer door
by then putting on a sweater
Nah, I was joking.
I am unlikely to get
sexual with him.
by snail is slightly prudish until committed, then kinky as fuck
at lest you think so
what if after you meet him
you find..he's tongueless
by wellya never know
I ache for him to
probe my receptive body
gently with his tongue.
by snail
maybe you'll hold hands
get face close//breathy lip touch
enjoy a nice whisper
by heavy petting
My mind whirls with thoughts
of prolonged skin contact with
someone who loves me.
by snail
excited for you
it could go well.. could go bad
how shall you dare smell?
by good luck
I'm excited now
to finally meet the one
I flirt with online.
by snail
Sleep alone tonight
Just like every other
I hate the whole world.
by nombre
The question is wrong
My time stands still when i dance
I dance all this week
by Dreams and actuality
The question is wrong
My time stands still when i dance
e stands still when I dance
I dance all this week
by Dreams and actuality
interest aroused
finely something so just right
finally..to bed
by sweetsweetsweetsweetsweet
sleeping tight tonight
the cow jumped over the moon
what time is it there?
by rollercoaster
coffee-stained flowcharts
strings of codes populate screens
mind strays on surf foam
by vince
Plucked strings and wave spray,
wet sand between naked toes,
light moves on water.
by snail
i'm tied by no knot
but there are ties i know not
held by homonyms
by ash
knotted up so tight
spaghetti is on my fork
i CAN swallow it
by down she goes
A fork in the road
No knot can untie itself
Follow the footprints
by rollercoaster
the road to nowhere
that metaphorical life
littered with false signs
by ash
