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Valentine: Phone Sex Poem

To His Coy Phone-Mistress on Valentine’s Day

By Pervert Q. Savant

‘Twas Feb Fourteenth —
A day of days!
I dialed you up,
My heart ablaze.
Seeking sexual succor
With a well-turned phrase
And erotic talk,
Without clichés.
You led me into
A tangled maze
Of forbidden couplings
In perfumed chalets;
Carnal samplings
from mixed buffets;
Symphonies of lust!
Psychosexual Monets!

Our call’s now over,
I’m in a daze.
I linger limply
Upon my chaise.
My credit card’s
In a depleted phase.
But your call!
Ah! It was a polonaise!

I’ve penned these words
To give you praise.
Five-stars are silly.
You deserve bouquets!
Angela, the nymph
Of the phone-ways.
You’ve turned my loins
To mayonnaise!

(isn’t he a doll?  thanks, PQS)

 

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8 Responses to “Valentine: Phone Sex Poem”

  1. Slip of a Girl Says:

    So lucky to get perverted poems! Happy Valentine’s Day, babydoll 🙂

  2. Mr. Smith Says:

    I’m jealous.

  3. booklover Says:

    And we all know
    Whom he obeys!

    Happy Valentine’s day to you, Angela, and awe, again, to PQS.

  4. HDB Says:

    Mr. PQS,

    You are very talented. This is quite a nice piece of work, as is our Angela.

    Thanks.

  5. David C. Says:

    Happy Valentine’s Day, Miss Angela.

  6. backroads Says:

    belated, but sincere: happy v. day

  7. The Professor Says:

    That Pervert Q. Savant is just a show off. He wants to make the rest of us look bad. Just you wait until St. Patick’s Day. I’ll come up with something.

  8. PQS Says:

    Ha! I’m Irish. I’ll be ready for you come St. Paddy’s!

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