Do you remember
the climb?
short or not,
shall we not?
Remember the trip up,
Longonot,
can we not, did we not?
Remember fooling around,
In that old farmhouse,
will we not, sexy tot,
love my hot
sexy pot?
Let him have the car keys dear,
Let him go to Longonot.
American Gothic Challenge evocative short poetry – words move
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Short Poetry 
Unhand those keys………bring out the blanket and kindly pass me a sandwich, a little salad on the side will do please………..
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What ARE you doing on the site sweetie!
If only people knew! It’s so strange seeing you here!
I haven’t written in ages, I have to get myself together!
Sensual memories … Long and hot. Ha! Well done …
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love the rhythm of this poem
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remembered times, longings, and the passing on the key.
Enjoyed the read and the memory…xPenx..
fun and flirty
Is a joy to read your poems! Sweet music!
Wow, very sensual poem!