love poems
Love poems for hopeless romantics; I'm the poet and you're my muse.
The Sexy Tailor's Mess
In a bustling part of London, down a cobbled old lane, Lived Tess the tailor, with a quite curious fame. She stitched and she sewed, her skills were the best, But her love for the lads put her skills to the test. “Come in, dearie,” Tess would purr with a wink, To the chaps in the queue, who'd blush pink as pink. Her measuring tape would glide over them slow, While her intentions were clear from the get-go. Tess’s shop was a hive of fashion and fun, With more double entendres than you could outrun. “Let’s check your inseam,” she’d say with a grin, As the chaps braced themselves for the fitting within. Old Mr. Bentley, with trousers too tight, Would leave with a grin, feeling ever so light. For Tess had a knack, not just for clothes, But for thrilling encounters nobody else knows. There was Stan the postman, who’d stop by each day, With letters and parcels, and more to convey. “Just a quickie—err, quick fit!” Tess would declare, As the two disappeared to the back, without a care.
By Chuks Gad Nwaigwe2 years ago in Poets
Comfortable Relationships
We don’t have to talk every day, just send a “Hey, how are you?” to check up on each other at least a few times a week. This is our way of saying that we are always part of the friend group regardless of the time of life we are going through.
By Emily Chan - Life and love sharing2 years ago in Poets
