Friday, June 5, 2009

Bliss is...

She's some kind of woman, this miss is
Her lips are like chocolate kisses
Her smile's like a river
Her touch makes me quiver
If this is what love is, then this is



A mouth like a river sounds stunning
unless the mouth never stops running
In words you might drown,
for third time go down...
Such similes I would be shunning



Norm Knott said...

Her SMILE"S like a river, you lout!
It's something that's MADE by a mout'
Her smile, it doth flow
Meandering slow
No babble, just bubble, no trout

surly hack said...

I really don't want to be cruel
but watch where those smile bubbles pool
For bubbles soon pop
and fluid, they drop
and then blissful lovers drip drool