Naughty poems for adults

My eyes, you are spicy, you are naughty.
"Sweetie, soon you will see." New Years Eve* I sit near the windowpane.On a Scale of 1 to 10, I'm a Perfect 30!I'm All Grown Up Wow, I'm Finally Eighteen!Ice came out sucking a pacifier, Posted sign, Eskimo nanny for hire!, But when warm milk is felt, Baby started to melt, Naughty nanny immediately fired!Once I could name the top ten songs Played on the radio, And now I turn the rock groups down Or hunt for something slow.At my age happy hour is nap time.Smokey, eyes, exotic raven hair -Now listen to the colors, of transformation, On the day she was born, the wind blew in, A blessing -her soul, fallen from the heavens.I'm Chronologically Gifted, i'm Too Young to Be (30)!Do you have a favorite vacation memory of her?Blatant violations of the Emoluments Clause of the.S.My eyes, You are cute, you are fair.Don't think of it as celebrating being another year older, think of it as celebrating all good things that have happened along the way.Don't kiss her only when you want to be intimate * make love to her, don't just "have sex" * Don't be satisfied until SHE is, (and learn how to nibble) Learn how to have mutual climax, (you'll thank me) Learn the special places.I'm Not 80, I'm 18 with 62 Years Experience I'm Not 80, I'm.95, Plus Tax!Did she ever give you good advice?I'm off into the night, than suddenly I fell upon them rocks.I know what women really want from men Dear Lord it's much to ask, And it must be nice in heaven.It was just an icicle falling off the roof.I was old enough to know it was all a lie The cookies, the present, the Christmas Glee The naughty list was barely an excuse, Because, Parents worked hard all year long Encouraging kids to be good in order to make the "nice" list Christmas.
NOT FOR contest written on 27TH August 2016 BY JAN allison My babe arrived as hungry as a horse As a good mother, I fed him, of course When my breasts began to fill Another flood was about to spill Until my child suckled with.
And we wouldn't have it any other way.

I - in my red negligee - thought of bump and grind, visions of his sugar plums dancing in my mind.
Able to walk the world with an open mind, she twirls.