Sugar Gordon That is a strange name It is Gordon Sugar Gordie Don or what ever you like And you are Apricot Apricot Adams Where are you from Apricot Adams Guildford But I am attending my brothers wedding The awful music Yes Is that a sketch book I always carry it with me What do […]

I was awoken whilst having a medieval dream Gusts of warm air had invaded our room My wife stirred but stayed asleep But I was not so fortunate As a blush pink sunrise Had extinguished the moon I touched Jane’s bare shoulder Which was cool with sweat And let my eyes become heavy

Your mother is so liberal Lolita As she lets me bathe with ewe On each of my visits I totally trust ewe Silly Boy  As you take my marvellous breasts  And my peach shaped bottom  So naturally and without obvious excitement  That is because I am totally blind  That is what Roxy told my mother  […]

It was doomed  From the beginning  As it was far too heavy  The cops had an easy day

Lu Lu Yes Silly Boy What did you think about When you gave me my first blow job Were you admiring The size of my erection Sadly no But you were deep in thought I can understand Why you did not talk to me That is easy But what were you thinking about Do share […]

There is a landing stage Near the edge of the lake Nebraska and I often Practice our songs Whilst in relaxation We then swim Back to the grassed path And return to our holiday home Erotic Poems of Summer

You are stretched out naked On the edge of the swimming pool The water is fading from your skin You catch me looking at your bottom If you get hard I will fart cousin Seriously I will pollute the breeze What are you reading A book about executioners That sounds interesting And their favourite flowers […]

Judith is standing on a low wall Next to a world famous beach She is wearing a mottled bikini I am about to take a photograph She then closes her eyes It is exotic but mysterious pose I asked her about her theatre And am told that she wishes To remember our beautiful holiday Long […]

I have just risen from my bed You are sitting in the garden I stand on the shaded patio With the remnants of a hard on You smile and sip your coffee I scratch my hairy arse You are wearing a cropped tee shirt Legs legs legs your endless legs You are wearing my favourite […]

I used to have a wife named Valentine But I have not seen her for many years She left me for a Spanish sailor I occasionally kiss her likeness Which hangs next to the Chagall