A TERFFIC TURN-ON (Amorous)
By Del
The beach was deserted,Not a soul did I see.I strolled along the seashoreFeeling so sorry for me.The sweet little gal I loved so muchSaid "Goodbye" to me today.Said she wasn't meant for me.So what more could I say.Ahead I saw a lovely figureStanding by the shore.She was completely in the nude.I could feel my sad heart soar.Seeing her more clearly now,Her hair was the color of fire.Seeing her big breasts bobbing,Filled my manhood with desire.We said "Hi" to each otherAnd started a conversation.She felt so at ease with her nudityHad absolutely no reservations.Then I noticed, to my surprise,She wasn't really nude.She had on a pair of panty hoseWhich certainly would intrude.It seems like she was sent to meFrom the angels way up high.I kissed her and felt an erotic pleasureAs I rubbed my hand on her thigh.We said we'd meet again tomorrow,But tomorrow never came.Every day I'd search the shore,During sunshine and thru rain.Will I see my love again?It's something no one knows.One thing I do know for sureI get turned on when I see panty hose.This poem was written for and dedicated to a poetic friend of mine who does get very turned on when he sees panty hose. Del Written October 18th, 2001 © on Oct 18 2001 02:29 PM PST 18 • 0 • 8
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"The beach was deserted,Not a soul did I see.I strolled along the seashoreFeeling so sorry for me.The sweet little gal I loved so muchSaid "Goodbye" to me today.Said she wasn't meant for me.So what more could I say.Ahead I saw a lovely figureStanding by the shore.She was completely in the nude.I could feel my sad heart soar.Seeing her more clearly now,Her hair was the color of fire.Seeing her big breasts bobbing,Filled my manhood with desire.We said "Hi" to each otherAnd started a conversation.She felt so at ease with her nudityHad absolutely no reservations.Then I noticed, to my surprise,She wasn't really nude.She had on a pair of panty hoseWhich certainly would intrude.It seems like she was sent to meFrom the angels way up high.I kissed her and felt an erotic pleasureAs I rubbed my hand on her thigh.We said we'd meet again tomorrow,But tomorrow never came.Every day I'd search the shore,During sunshine and thru rain.Will I see my love again?It's something no one knows.One thing I do know for sureI get turned on when I see panty hose.This poem was written for and dedicated to a poetic friend of mine who does get very turned on when he sees panty hose. Del..."