Morning Sex: A Multi-Limerick Poem
This multi-limerick poem kind of combines parts of my last three entries on MH. In one of those stories, the sun was shining through string holes in the closed blinds at the window in our master bedroom. The headboard of our bed is just below the window, so little dots of sunshine lit up parts of my wife’s curvy and beautiful body. In another story, my wife (Melodie) got mixed up and thought it was our full lovemaking session day when actually it was a scheduled quickie day. I hope you enjoy the poem about these events. It was fun to write the stories and this poem, but it was even MORE fun to live these sexy experiences that inspired them! Of course, I shared and lived these sexy experiences with my wonderful wife.
“Sun Dotted Wife”
Sun dots lit up each lovely breast
In a curvy line from crest to crest
The sun through the blinds
Made you look fine
As you lay nude in our married love nest
Your memory was being tricky
You THOUGHT today was a quickie
But I did make you swoon
Your passion rose and soon
You were begging me for my hard dickie
I mounted my wife and drove home
I was your king, not a drone
And you were my queen
The most lovely ever seen
I could hear each soft sexy moan
I came in you deep, then you said
It’s not a full sex day it’s a quickie instead
You laughed — t’was too late
You were a well turned-on mate
‘Cause your nipples were raspberry red
I targeted those nipples, it’s true
And I gave them a nibble or two
You writhed and turned red
On our marriage bed
And announced that you were cumming too
When aroused, your beauty’s sublime
Even more as the O-mountain you climb
And you glow when you cum
Watching you is so fun
And I’m always so grateful you’re mine
Of course, I am yours as well
I am so grateful that we gel
‘Cause you’re kind and you’re sweet
You’re smart and you’re neat
And I love to watch your boobies swell
They swell as your climax cums near
As you blush boob-to-boob, ear-to-ear
You’re beyond compare
As you lie there
You’re my sexy sweet sun-dotted dear
I am blessed that God gave you to me
And, of course, that he gave me to thee
I’m so happy you’re mine
Loving you is sublime
Being kind to each other’s the key
Other keys to joy in our lives
Are passion and sweet sexy sighs
Faith and friendship’s there too
God bound me to you
Our pure love’s something that never dies.
By the votes, it’s plain to see
On this site are fans of prose
Not poetry.
Well, some of us are fans of both! ??
Excellent rhyming you do
By the votes I am wanting now to
Give up my limericks
And maybe to say nix
The next time rhyming strikes me anew
Nice Poem. I love morning sex.
Me too, CHL, me too.
I don’t get the difference between those
Definitions of poetry & prose
I think both’s what I write
But maybe I might
Give-it-a-rest if it makes people hold their nose
My limericks aren’t perfectly done
But writing them’s still lots of fun
But the sex that’s inspiring
Keeps my pen firing
As I keep on loving my hon
Okay, okay, let me try:
'Tis naught but passion, love, and hope I gain
When words of others' trysts do grace the page.
If plainly put, if sung like a refrain,
Should tales be full of youth or older age
And whether mem'ry held or else brand new,
A dream yet sought, or some fantastic feat,
If all in love and just between the two,
How be there ought for me but find it meet?
For God did join the two and make them one,
So as one let them seek their pleasure hence.
Encouragement, not jealousy, is won
When share they stories of their lovers' dance
And, ere I lose my drive to please my man,
'Mind me to give myself all ways I can.
Y’all are great! And LM don’t you dare stop writing, in whatever form you choose. I am not a big poetry fan, but I admire the variety of creative ways people on this site express their love and passion, and I always read them. And LM, I always look forward to your creative wording, and the poetry I think forces you to do that even more. “The O-mountain you climb” was my favorite from this one.
And just so you’re clear, my wife (O-surfer) was not critiquing your poetry but more so commenting on the voters. She loves poetry.
Anyway, bottom line keep on writing, rhyming, and pleasing your wife.
Btw, my vote was five.
Thanks!
Whether it scans or whether it rhymes
Or even iambic the pentameter be
If passion and beauty are there for all to see
What matters if brought by prose or poetry?
CHL I LOVE your poem! It is beautiful and explains the reasons for MH! You should put your poem in a post!
SLN and O-surfer I took no offense and I am touched by what y’all said. I really like the meter of limericks and lately I’ve felt inspired. My wife has been giving me REASONS to be inspired!
Woods I liked your poem too. Thanks! I looked up poetry vs prose and perhaps my writing of multiple limericks under one title is a bit of both.
very nice poem