Revised sonnet #1269

The faults of spirit lurk in glamour looks
I want a static perfect paradise
Id like to kiss at leisure knobs and nooks
I worry stockstill she sorts sticky ice
Ive witnessed her assessing sultry sooks
As partners flattery a fancy vice
Ive witnessed her assessing chummy crooks
As partners pithiness a pretty price
I hold her high as breathing work of art
Ive overheard her huff a while too long
Ive suffered her pest pet peeves singsong wrong
The cutely crinkled nose its doe eyes dart
Im sick of her and love I must allow
I live to force the furious furrowed brow
Chorus allow concede grant

Revised sonnet #1270

Thought her an artefact of dear day dream
Id voiced the view of life as video game
I couldnt fondle her that such a shame
I mumbled mesmerised inside eye gleam
I guessed at same old stunted self esteem
As she took buses surely rather lame
The car at garage warrant was the aim
I shot to her eye gleam engaged eye beam
The glossy magazines of medicine
Tell me odd stories based on body clock
I guess the universal girl ad hoc
I guess the name initially as Lynne
In filters cotton wool and blinkers clad
I wonder whether were the match or mad
Chorus clad dressed garbed

Revised sonnet #1271

Ears swollen seeming stricken searing heat
I shudder words you speak you guttersnipe
I gawk at sapphire studs youve plugged in neat
They glister red and white I mustnt gripe
Yes such and such soul taps out true to type
And snookered squirms in angled self conceit
Yes changed a partner into licensed cheat
In presence hers another hen hed hype
Inside the fingers forked an orange smudge
I over praised the crimson coloured nails
I hinted hankypanky never fails
I handed her a cigarette it wasnt bludge
I didnt fancy being a conscious cuck
I gawked at gorgeous clavicle through luck
Chorus cuck cuck cuck

How could giants like Atlas exist? By walking on their hands, breathing air, the legs up in the weightless stratosphere.

Revised sonnet #1272

Sure sexy sixty far off catacombs
I blot out senate boors in bouts of booze
I flush to public lavatory flues
A lengthy flight across the counties looms
The soap dispenser gives off fruity fumes
The hand dryer drones on finger flicking ruse
You sit on seat you read a rag yet cruise
In stalls offchance a stranger stranger grooms
The toe taps under wall of stall sheet seek
Extortion threatens any moment now
You summon servile strangers sticky beak
Adrenalin a spur to smashing any vow
A lace undone a dixie ampersand
In gerrymandering I had a hand
Chorus ampersand ampersand ampersand

Revised sonnet #1273

You pushed two bangs aside of sweaty brow
You sweet talked me I lent an eager ear
You slowed a stroke you swore youd further plough
I pushed your hips off far I pulled them near
A chuck of chin I got you canvassed cheer
I slapped your bum ecstatic anyhow
You grunted mutual mirth a valiant vow
I felt your bollocks bulge to climax steer
Eyes shut at briefly bold and burning kiss
Arms started slow inveigling clumsy spar
I roughly raked your open flies teased miss
You pushed the bra back boobs back too to par
I didnt dramatise you didnt fib
I squirmed your finger flick in groove of rib
Chorus fib fib fib

Revised sonnet #1274

A formula to beauty brave eyes see
Youre fetched to symmetries in any face
Theres nothing natural in moves of grace
They hinge on swinging elbow hip and knee
The camera obscura holds the key
To colour images caught theyre locked in case
Impose upon a canvas commonplace
Inverted back to front inventively
Afraid a photo funnels filch of soul
Youd rather be affirmed as beautiful
In words of mouth old fashioned protocol
To sense of privacy youre dutiful
Yet greatest beautys bit of everyone
A rounding average of all yet none
Chorus everyone iedereen jeder

lantern fish lant urn fish stale urine fish
at global lant detergent is entity
Atlantis

Revised sonnet #1275

Its silly snorting simpering or sighing
Youd like to cooee the far out boy you crave
Youd like to fling to him a friendly wave
I give you credit since youre ever eying
Youll better know him in proxy prying
A friend of friend approach and be quite brave
You have to sidle into his enclave
You have to learn the way the land is lying
Is he a soft touch hair in bob or bun?
Is he a soft touch cheeks in skirt or dress?
Is he a soft touch laugh a prank or pun?
Is he a soft touch sense a grope or guess?
Just figure better not as good as best
And hell afford you his exclusive zest
Chorus best bedste beste