Poetry by Jeff Green

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Chantelle

by cricketjeff on October 1, 2007.  © Jeff Green, All rights reserved

You made me feel so good
I wanted to be bad
The way you looked into my eyes
What a birthday I have had
I wish that I was more to you
Than a customer who rhymes
The things I’d like to do with you
Are not such dreadful crimes
Your lips cry out for my embrace
Your breasts for tender kisses
That I can only sit and look
Is one of life’s sad misses
Working further down my eyes
Encounter lovely views
I have to watch most carefully
The language that I chose
To praise the charms that you reveal
Perhaps I’ll just say this
Though I’m not looking at your face
Your lips demand a kiss
I’m feeling quite so naughty
A bottom should be spanked
If you would be the volunteer
I assure you you’d be thanked
You treated me so lovingly
I’ve fallen for your charms
Tonight I’ll dream I’m bathed in bliss
Enfolded in your arms