Revised sonnet #1349

I crave a minted multimillionaire
A his and hers account and credit card
A work out junkie who unleashes lard
Im body confident if nearly bare
I light up rooms I walk in self aware
The pendant perched on bust a diamond shard
In cleavage quiver captivates off guard
The cocktail dress a classic black affair
Id dig up gold Id guess on grounds of looks
Ive practised gritted grins and garbled yawns
To stand out from the rival fawning pawns
Id run a ruler over stocks on books
You flatter first then filch I like to jest
Thats virtual visualisation at best
Chorus jest banter quip

Revised sonnet #1350

Twelve thousand years ago thats yesterday
Her vimana borne suitor Rama spoke
In serenading style of swathing sway
Twelve volleys launched upon invasive folk
Across the sitar stroking fingers overlay
His yarn described a holy cow in yoke
The silent shock of cities puffed away
Amongst the clouds ascended plumes of smoke
Below us Kashmir minus isobars
Our sun eclipsed by earth a crescent arc
Queen Sita asks if it is star or spark
Our juice in sonoluminescent jars
A stab of flame in gauge ten thousand suns
Hit Harrepa and fused mute great foe guns
Chorus suns soler zonnen

Revised sonnet #1351

The list of loves the various ways hed woo
Theyre haunting hurt I listened long I erred
Too late I got they had the braggarts skew
The worst of words in afterglow he purred
Then paranoid I plumbed his point of view
His latest love I was I felt absurd
I found his sensual smiles too small too few
I bet our boundaries devolved and blurred
His wristwatch wound he raised and read its face
He was informed thats cosmopolitan
He was a pretty boy as well a ladys man
The good and less than good I did embrace
Hes curious company a kind of cad
He praises me the plainest when Im mad
Chorus cad boor rascal

Revised sonnet #1358

Bore to me that humbly herding cattle
Drinking ale and eating fresh brown baked bread
Darkest dream I dream and till dawn do dread
Where I fail to fall in brutal battle
Idolised each martial cargo chattel
Sword and shield the pennant chevron red
Valhalla I fan the charnel ship soon sped
Mine no rigor mortis raw throat rattle
Stacked oars tinder turn to hardly hinder
Bound Ill be to gilded mast goods gilt edged
Sail and stays once lit up flare and cinder
Battle cries Ill belt out burnt dark depths dredged
Prophecy of pyre of pounce and pillage
Viking bastards populate each village
Chorus pillage maraud ransack

Revised sonnet #1355

I grieve a galleon La Verde du Bon Port
As Pommie privateers drowned while they robbed
The hold of booty she no longer bobbed
A few escaped enriched the canny sort
The Sun King Louis allows that we abort
The Madagascar hoard how hard thats sobbed
In losses Satan our direction lobbed
Thus scuppers plan to build a beachhead fort
Ill grant you God that sunken galleons gold
And silver bricks and greasy ambergris
I crave one spoil in auctions undersold
You mustnt harp in vault of heavens bliss
Ear wax extracting scoop of gold I crave
Its practical the precious women rave
Chorus crave desire fancy

Revised sonnet #1354

Days of watching close twin cherubs flutter
Plunge and rise the eye at judas peep hole
Judas am I justice bread and butter
Moving victim off of culpable soul
Queen of karaokes sweet sounds swell utter
Broken hearts aplenty shell wail woe whole
Mismatched mooch or blind abandoned nutter
Pure applause of dozens drunk purports poll
Why I guard these gates of purgatory?
Patience taught the virtue end of sorry story
Here I hinder folks in horrifying haste
Life is never cyclable worthwhile waste
Baby boy twins hers kicked up cruel catcalls
Seemingly two animals snuffed she bawls
Chorus catcalls boos razzes

Revised sonnet #1352

I wonder whom shes suffocating since
The so sad soul on call responding yes
To whimsical demands enacting guess
I lamely licked her boots then now I wince
To love her your own life odd you evince
Thats you flop sweet on sword or savage less
If you at pains to please incur a cess
Then you ask pansy pardon walk turn mince
Since youre common fodder your best bets bail
Cue the chubby chick in micro mini
Purple pleats upon thick tan tights tell tale
Cuck faced soyboys short of sissy skinny
Laces licked Id lavish slurps shine shoes shod
Further satisfy her floor kiss shed plod
Chorus shod attired decked

Revised sonnet #1356

Yes shell assess a nifty paste the note
Tacked square across a button labelled snooze
Ive signalled her I seek the antidote
Inverted snobbery the snakiest ruse
As shell endorse a denim overcoat
As shell subscribe to nanny union dues
As shell address the vital ethnic vote
As shell imbibe all dozen bottle booze
The boiler office proves to her a peeve
Its balmy bottom drawer and windowless
In methodology I seek success
I scarcely choose the scale I can achieve
Id eat a brunch of berries over bran
And never candied feijoas over flan
Chorus bran crusca fibre

Revised sonnet #1357

The gravels greasy wet on cambered lane
In meadow meander green of winter crops
Of cabbage close to rooster weather vane
Adjacent polo pony stables stops
Now searing sleet arrives erasing rain
Assaults eye lids I squint a sore tear drops
I stand unswerved your mallet swishing swain
I miss our mucking out the brooms and mops
The fingers freezing stick to handle chrome
I honk the horn the once off battery
The fog of breath in lights odd flattery
Of sighs thats her three storey stately home
I shuffle listlessly I step the stile
Its worth the wait Id walk a country mile
Chorus stile stijl stil

Revised sonnet #1359

Old comrade we employ that shiny priest
In golden vestments give my hand a squeeze
Affirm me live and free of gangrene freeze
He certifies the rites as shes deceased
If natures nuance denied the fanciest feast
The civil sunken eyes encouraged ease
The signal pointed chin invited pleas
The loving heart itself accepted least
Though we wed when I wasnt bolshevik
I knew her opposite an orthodox
Her daily prayers her cross and candlestick
My peasant plots my pitch and ballot box
The undercover cops Id comb Id roam
As she swept soil inside our hovel home
Chorus roam peregrinate wander

Revised sonnet #1381

That space I claim as home that countryside
Industrial forest level pasture logging mill
Ill never cede though artificial still
To Riverhead the wits are valley wide
Beneath the sun theres no known niche to hide
Another mini ice age could cause chill
Another indian summer could cause grill
The motor mute the tyres turns hiss inside
The central air soothes soon sends her to sleep
The road is empty now I steer us north
Back seat the swap on stop so she slides forth
The safety belt embraces cleavage peep
The barrier pickets white the brush in ditch
The curve and dip the cat eyes camber pitch
Chorus ditch channel gully

Revised sonnet #1382

You struggle single when you ping your prime
In stacks of work the wheels of commerce click
The city grants you decibels and grime
You want a man of substance sort of slick
The census claims one boy one girl its chime
Around the roads your eyes yank roam or flick
The milling mob is sensually sublime
You might just come across a country hick
You escalate you blank those boorish loud
At diary lunch you deal your dodgy diet
At food trays face to face you sit as quiet
If skinnier she appears then less endowed
The mood is intimate yet overcast
That nice enough young mother nudges past
Chorus overcast murky sombre

Revised sonnet #1383

Weve been a unit since the end of year
To me at least there seems a strengthened bond
Of course if sex subsided youd abscond
Were frank in facts we banter peer to peer
Half kisses soothe and lavish kisses sear
Hand holds and hugs are feverishly fond
If you tease my tits I tweak your tight rear
To racy improprieties you respond
The bad hair days are dodges free of grit
When you act shy thats sly and reticent
Lawyer like lies you live you quash you omit
Would you write me off plain impertinent?
Are you a low light love and lurid sex?
Are you a fellow soul and muscle flex?
Chorus sex coitus relations

Revised sonnet #1384

My broken heart in hurt Id like to bare
My ego scans zilch sobs or sighs in sync
Theres open lovers who much finer fare
The kisses cutest arm in arm they link
I envy current couples close to rare
To great in love as we were once in pink
Yes show offs who in public petting dare
I shouldve upped our ante shrug and wink
I smirked at love it seeming oversold
I scowled at hate it seeming false in fact
In love again you cursed a cataract
In hate again you cursed a runny cold
Theres nicer people whove escaped true love
Unlucky lame or shy in peace of dove
Chorus love liefde ljubav

Revised sonnet #1385

Amusing stuff the sleights of hand if new
If factored blind spots censor shifting eyes
You cultivated him in genial guise
I shouldve stayed awake to who hunts who
As second best I lived a lie in lieu
Your patient gaze too warm to ever prise
You never sorted one to cut to size
I shouldve quit your scene aeons signed the clue
A horrid state you either love or hate
On call I satisfy your smallest needs
I wonder whether servile stance succeeds
Your hohum hugs and hand holds enervate
Im slowly losing what was once wrought mine
The chance to pin you causal claim I pine
Chorus mine min mien

Revised sonnet #1386

Wandered zigzag dodged an orange witch hat
Breezed by bollards into muggers alley
Strode twixt hedges nestling narrowest valley
Peered perplexed unclaimed cacophonic cat
Basically babe being bitch babe being brat
Round the block Id bumbled bent on rally
Never known the sort to shillyshally
Never numb enough to role play poor prat
Cooled off came I home in sadness satiate
Sat on stairs she stockstill eyes shut she wept
Conscientious I silenced stride quite close crept
Hurt aside I felt I could conciliate
Milliseconds made a gorgeous gem guise
Nil I valued prettier than tear trimmed eyes
Chorus guise appearance look

Revised sonnet #1387

I gawk at gorgeous given latitude
Im medically blind I bend the law
To partial sight the sentiment is skewed
I mirror feature never minor flaw
Your head eclipses sun eye corner viewed
You strike a saint assumed I ache in awe
You wend ahead to west the luck of draw
I wish I felt you wiggle read Im rude
I click a cane on nipples flagging stones
A whitish rod on yellowish lleggo bricks
You mill Newmarket mob you dart and mix
I whoosh your wake a drone amongst the drones
Your shadowy curvy body boards a bus
A talk timetable button by I suss
Chorus bus coach jitney

Revised sonnet #1388

You licked your lips at me a solid meme
I hugged you lightly claimed the casual clue
I shouldve kissed you harder how I rue
Imploding passion pulverizing dream
I blocked your loving look its pleasant beam
I wondered might Ive landed love in lieu
The other suitors summed as more than few
As my eyes mirrored back they managed gleam
I didnt have a pick up line or dibs
You made immodestly the early move
I dreamt then dealt a stroke to every groove
I found twixt lines or rather covered ribs
Thus effortlessly linked we laughed along
I struck it sweet I didnt weigh up wrong
Chorus along above across

Revised sonnet #1389

You ordered me to fill your open arms
A characteristic and common bluff
I felt your spreading fingers pressing palms
Against the discs of spine as slightly rough
Your kinky hug the kind that cancels qualms
In mutual warmth till time ticked enough
I wallowed drowsy deadset on your charms
I pushed you off you heaved an honest huff
You fondled me through fabric fitted blouse
You budged a boob you bulged a boob a jiff
I cupped your covered crotch your semi stiff
I flicked your fly in furtherance to rouse
You cussed the cardigan your fingernails
The latter blunt on button any males
Chorus fingernails fingernegles vingernagles

Revised sonnet #1390

One day shes malleable and fits your mould
One day shes boisterous and rough to please
One day shes insular and comes off cold
One day shes confident and keeps at ease
One day shes negative and quakes your knees
One day shes hesitant and hangs on hold
One day shes garrulous and breaths a breeze
One day shes motherly and feeds the fold
One night shes reticent and miffs you mute
One night shes physical and pings the peak
One night shes visible and corners cute
One night shes ennervate and wakes up weak
Year long she fascinates the which I note
In fact Ive found amusement midst the rote
Chorus note heed regard