Jyo Jottypoet Poems

"Thanks" the six letter word to play

It's just as sweet as you say
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In the rattling rain she whispers aloud
Take me up and up to the rainy cloud
I cannot bear to wait any more
I am wet and dripping to the core
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Oh! It's the new bug on my dress
Some say it just has no address
It comes and sits on me every morn
And sticks to my flesh right at dawn!
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If I were a sculptor I would capture you in my art
With every chip on stone would make you part by part
I would make the strands of hair, flowing on thy bust,
As my finest work of art and not one full of lust.
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WHAT TURNS YOU ON?

Must I tell as a Man
What turns me on?
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Oh! Such is the maze between See and Saw
Life around ‘seeing’ is just a Seesaw
I said to her “See you soon”
And she heard me say, “See you Swoon”
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Look, she runs on the beaches, in and out of the waves
Leaving imprints on sands, seeing them washed away
Like the mare on trot, unmindful if she holds her sway
There for her is the Earth, the Sea, and all the waves.
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Pent up in thy prime blowing hot and cold
Thou art the ultimate in satiation untold
Sweet as nectar for a busy bee like me
I dip into thee for that ecstatic spree.
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It all began as he stole a look at her curves
Slowly he explored, Oh! Had he the nerves?
Gathering his masculine powers, his sinews strain
He rode and she moaned with sweet nothings in chain
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Poetry - the mother of all emotion
Some call it mere ‘words in motion’
When I write, I love thee- Oh Poetry!
Thy branches deeper than the banyan tree
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