Sunday, 30 July 2017

Fondly Remembering

Am I feeble and weak
For wanting you back,
You was a delicious treat -
Especially in the sack.

We were in tune with each other
As we played together,
You generously lavished me
With loving sensibility.

I loved you being hot,
Times not forgot,
You heated me up
With how you suck.

I remember you fondly,
You were my tranquility,
We had a close friendship
Throughout our courtship.

Copyright Andrew Stevenson 30/07/2017

Thank you. Love love, Andrew. Bye.

Saturday, 29 July 2017

Belong In The Throng Of Loving

Are you the source of my obsession;
You could teach me a lesson
About how we commit transgression
Within a Biblical publication.

You were my one and all,
Will you heed this respective call
Not to stall for I am pensive
To you being apprehensive.

You are a great teacher
Respecting a preacher,
Do you now seek to take a peek
At the blessings you might reap.

I am honest and just
And adhering is a must
As I am a person to trust -
And one to mount with a thrust.

Enjoy the ride and do not hide
From us meeting inside
Hospital, which is not regrettable
As we were both humble and gentle.

Copyright Andrew Stevenson 29/07/2017


Thank you. Love love, Andrew. Bye.

Thursday, 27 July 2017

Perceive To Grieve

While you are sleeping,
Are you still keeping
Your dreams of me
Fulfilling your destiny.

We were made for each other
And to each other a lover -
I discover under the cover
That you are a respectful lover.

Do you sway my way of play
Or will you rot and decay,
I will fulfil your needs
With a multitude of seeds.

We could conceive to believe
That to hold our heart on our sleeve
Is not to grieve as we perceive
To pursue a mindful renew.

Offspring could bring a sing
a long song of worldly belong
To remain in the respectful throng
Of helping the poor get along.

You used to stick to me like glue
And to you I'd like to pursue
With fresh feelings anew
To influence you.

Copyright Andrew Stevenson 27/07/2017

Thank you. Love love, Andrew. Bye.

Monday, 24 July 2017

Heavenly Sent

You weren't in shock
With my buzzing love;
We shared and cared a lot
While both looking above.

We were in earthly heaven,
You was a pleasant haven,
We was enjoying each other
With both being a lover.

You were great under the cover,
And was surprising to discover
That I was passionate in us being
Together with pleasure - worth seeing.

Seeing is believing
And with pleasuring
We were endearing
In how we was caring.

Copyright Andrew Stevenson 24/07/2017

Thank you. Love love, Andrew. Bye.

Sunday, 23 July 2017

Being Laid Bare Is Fair

Don't let me down, Clare,
As I know you are fair
In having a personal care
Of my all being laid bare.

You was lovely naked
A blessing that was sacred
To me, and respectfully
I will adhere faithfully.

You was pleasing in the sack
And I want you back
As your touch is a must
To my impending thrust.

I wasn't demanding with your time,
And expressed myself in rhyme,
You were pleasantly sublime
And was expressively kind.

I miss and love you so,
And my love does sow
A seed or two your way
So you come out to play.

Copyright Andrew Stevenson 23/07/2017

Thank you. Love love, Andrew. Bye.

A Beautiful Sight

Clare, are you still single,
And do you have any interest,
You used to make me tingle
With how you felt my chest.

I loved what you thought best
And was lovingly under arrest
With your loving supervision
Seeking my gratification.

You were a generous lover
Especially under the cover,
You satisfied my need
With considerable greed.

You was fair with being a pair,
And had a need to share a care,
You was righteous with integrity -
A beautiful site to see.

Copyright Andrew Stevenson 23/07/2017

Thank you. Love love, Andrew. Bye.

Wednesday, 19 July 2017

Guile Worthwhile

I cheer with you being dear,
And raise my pint glass
To you being a respectful lass
Amongst a class to adhere.

You teach without a breach
Of being humbly trustworthy -
A nobel character to preach
That you are within reach.

You help the vulnerable
In your respective class;
They can be humble
In adhering to a task.

Your patience does last
Evidenced throughout your past
Of my being a blast
In being in your bask.

I want you back in the sack,
Where you don't lack
Tact and guile worthwhile
To my lustful smile.

Copyright Andrew Stevenson 19/07/2017

Thank you. Love love, Andrew. Bye.

Tuesday, 18 July 2017

A Sucker For Love

You are still teasing
By not revealing
Your sweet-self
In good health.

You were pleasing
In satisfying
With a pacifying
To my gratification.

I am held in suspension
And without any pretention
I will steer in your direction
Not to sway anothers' way.

Will you come out to play,
It will be a brighter day
As I am now not insane
And like honour in I name.

'You are big' you once said
While appeasing in the bed,
I wasn't off my head
As I reciprocated.

Am I sedated with what I've related,
I have respectfully waited
And only to you do I belong
And have been so for so long.

Copyright Andrew Stevenson 18/07/2017

Thank you. Love love, Andrew. Bye.

True To My Word

We had a good friendship
Throughout our courtship;
You were current and hip
While I was a sinking ship.

I sank to depths of despair
A hidden trauma you wasn't aware,
But you didn't stand and stare
As you had a loving care.

I got wrapped up in myself
Suffering this ill-health,
But my love still goes on
Despite you being gone.

I liked you in a skirt
And you liked me in a shirt;
We both did intimately flirt
With each other as a lover.

We were good together,
And for my forever
I will lust over you
With feelings so true.

Copyright Andrew Stevenson 18/07/2017

Thank you. Love love, Andrew. Bye.

Monday, 17 July 2017

Good Mourning

Good morning, Clare,
Do you still care
To say goodnight
While in my sight.

Our sincere friendship
Throughout our courtship,
Was a harmony to remember
As I have a prominent member.

Enjoy the joyful ride
And try not to hide
If you have a feeling
Of reciprocal healing.

I can make you feel worthy
A sincere testimony
Of wanting to respectfully be
With you humbly and modestly.

Copyright Andrew Stevenson 17/07/2017

Thank you. Love love, Andrew. Bye.

Sunday, 16 July 2017

A Transgressing Blessing

I am mourning
A good morning
Within a friendship
Of our courtship.

You supplied
And gratified
What I satisfied
From your naked hide.

I enjoyed the ride,
That you did abide
With a thrusting rush
Of exposing your blush.

You were modest
And a temptress
And what was best -
Our Biblical transgress.

Copyright Andrew Stevenson 16/07/2017

Thank you. Love love, Andrew. Bye.

Saturday, 15 July 2017

A Suck Of Luck

I lapped up your loving,
You was very giving
In supplying
gratifying.

You was great in the sack,
Get back on track
With fondling my rack
And my sack.

You were voluptuous,
A sultry temptress
Giving more not less
In your digest.

Copyright Andrew Stevenson 15/07/2017

Thank you. Love love, Andrew. Bye.

Thursday, 13 July 2017

Lustfully Lush

Will you fondle my desire,
And as I become higher
In integrity sanity
Will you come to be.

I am waiting patiently,
And respectfully
I will ultimately adhere
To you being my near and dear.

We can be together -
Never to sever,
You will always be a part
Of my loving heart.

Why don't you get in-touch,
And not blush for your lust,
As I am a member to remember
Of a clubbing endeavour.

You don't make me blush
When you reveal your tush,
I love you sexy bush
It is very lustfully lush.

Copyright Andrew Stevenson 13/07/2017

Thank you. Love love, Andrew. Bye.

Tuesday, 11 July 2017

Respectfully See You Getting Back With Me

Do you respectfully see
You getting back with me,
I would be full of glee
If this came to be.

You were sultry entrancing
With your sexual dancing,
I loved you being becoming
To my enchantment enhancing.

And while I like pursuing
You with a new beginning,
Do you still feel the same way
Of how you used to play.

I liked how you pleasured me,
I was in a state of ecstasy,
You were a site to respectfully
See that we were in tranquility.

Copyright Andrew Stevenson 11/07/2017

Thank you. Love love, Andrew. Bye.

Sunday, 9 July 2017

Madly Missing You

The madness made me mad,
Missing you makes me sad,
I no longer am paranoid
As I fill you with this void.

I fight my battles with grit
And can give back shit:
I will protect you with wit
And will try not to get sick.

I used to suffer stress
But now I have less,
You are the best -
I no-longer transgress.

I rationalize my sanity
With sane sincerity,
Am I really free to see
You come back to me.

Copyright Andrew Stevenson 09/07/2017


Thank you. Love love, Andrew. Bye.

An endeavour Of Pleasure

Are you interested in how I am,
My affairs are spick and spam;
My ink flows with some prose
Of how my loving grows.

I have a stack of pages
Written throughout the ages,
Of my honourable intentions
Revealed with many mentions.

Could you come to be the one for me,
We could live a life of ecstasy,
Parading naked in front of each other
With each of us being a lover.

Such thoughts and dreams I keep,
As I remember you under the sheet -
A temptress so humble and meek
Warming my body with your heat.

Copyright Andrew Stevenson 09/07/2017

Thank you. Love love, Andrew. Bye.

Saturday, 8 July 2017

A Sack Race With Pace

I am waiting for a response from you,
In anticipation I am feeling blue,
And am humbly and modestly ready
To go respectfully steady.

I will adhere to your feeling
That you now hide without revealing
Of your lascivious teasing
Which was pleasantly pleasing.

You were sexy and sultry in the sack,
And I am now pining to get you back;
You are a model of some modesty
Not seeking ample popularity.

I like your intentions from the past,
And these will frustratingly last
In my mind, as I remember you in-kind
Conversing with my time in rhyme.

Copyright Andrew Stevenson 08/07/2017

Thank you. Love love, Andrew. Bye.

I Will Adhere To You Being Sincere

I can remember you being glad
When you was in-front of me
Scantily-clad, and being bad
We had relations of being a we.

You were sleek as well as meek,
And a treat under the sheet,
As you did heat up my attention
With expressive supplication.

Your desire was passionately on fire -
Steaming I was beaming becoming higher;
Picture my body in a brush-stroke fashion
And we will come together in unison.

Copyright Andrew Stevenson 08/07/2017

Thank you. Love love, Andrew. Bye.

Friday, 7 July 2017

I Long For You

You are meek, and I'd like to treat
You to something to drink and eat,
Don't stare down at your feet
Feeling the heat from what you seek.

I am bulging with masculinity
Over your lascivious femininity,
You are attractive and pretty
And humorous with being witty.

I love your beautiful-self
And with all of my wealth
I will respectfully spoil you
With pleasures to renew.

I love your form, and would bet
That you are not a threat
To my being on the internet
Expressively expressing my regret.

I wasn't sane and able, yet while stable
I will summons beginnings being amiable,
And with etiquette and chivalry
I will exist with you to be.

Copyright Andrew Stevenson 07/07/2017

Thank you. Love love, Andrew. Bye.

I Belong In A Throng

I am fond of creating a bond
With boundless possibilities,
As a girlfriend can belong
Within this realm of sensibilities.

We can share our loving together
And can reap to keep under the sheet,
And come what may, you'll be my partner
Teasing with pleasing with our heat.

I burn with desire for you
And am aflame in needless pain
As we are singularly not two
And you restrain with this gain.

I lust over your shapely bust
And belong in the throng
Of liking a revealing thong
Which can conceal a shapely bush.

Copyright Andrew Stevenson 07/07/2017

Thank you. Love love, Andrew. Bye.

Thursday, 6 July 2017

A Member To Remember

You are a rush, and with a push
I will lead you to what's lush,
And with lust I will arrest
What's under your dress.

Comfort me with your ample bosom
And let me bloom and blossom
In growing with pursuing
A grooming of what's looming.

Are you in tune with how I feel
While revealing what is real,
What is up and down you can handle
As you make my tingle with this fondle.

Copyright Andrew Stevenson 06/07/2017

Thank you. Love love, Andrew. Bye.

Wednesday, 5 July 2017

A Prophecy Of She And Me

Clare, when I am all laid bare
Will you have a personal care
To gently and passionately tease
As you move with ease to please.

You are sultry in you moves
And I like your body grooves,
You are a sexual temptress
In knowing what's the best.

Will you put me under arrest
By lying on my muscly chest,
I will no longer be in pain
As you lovingly restrain.

Being meek is what I seek
And with a bleat like a sheep
I will keep what I reap
From yourself so passionately sweet.

Will you satisfy what I gratify -
A loving wink of your eye
To express what is a blessing
Of what I am stressing.

Copyright Andrew Stevenson 05/07/2017

Thank you. Love love, Andrew. Bye.

Tuesday, 4 July 2017

Don't Hide From Our Ride

Clare take a peek
At what I have to reap -
Sweet loving for me to keep
While under a satin sheet.

Do you see sexual ecstasy
In coming to be with me;
You sway in a teasing way
When you come out to play.

Gyrate up against my muscle
And I will unfasten my buckle
And enjoy what I don't hide -
A respectable size to ride.

You will always be above me
Lapping up and down in glee,
A loving member now set free
Will fill you with capability.

Copyright Andrew Stevenson 04/07/2017

Thank you. Love love, Andrew. Bye.

Monday, 3 July 2017

On Show With A Glow

The garden of Eden might have been plush
With a variant and different bush,
Eve might have have been on site
With God's nurturing might.

Eve was the apple of Adam's eye,
A temptress to digest what is best,
And Adam didn't wonder why to try
A fruitful of Eve's sense without deny.

They became clever from this endeavour
But they later had to ultimately weather
God's anger, wrath and scorn
At their thinking of themselves as porn.

In their teasing appeasing in believing
They are on show, going toe to toe
In deceiving with their sinning
From their knowledgeable know.

Adam was flushing and blushing
At what Eve was revealing,
And she duly covered herself
With a dangling, loose leaf.

Copyright Andrew Stevenson 03/07/2017

Thank you. Love love, Andrew. Bye.

Caring Staring

I beg you pardon, Clare,
As you are rationally fair
Comparing us being a pair.

Is being hard on your mind,
As you will find in kind
That I too can be blind.

Blinded by gushing air
Blowing across you hair
Covering your stare.

Remember me fondly
And I will lasciviously
Lap you up fruitfully.

Dance to my passionate pleasure,
And this endeavour will uncover
Me as a lover of each other.

You can be the sultriest;
Being the temptress of bliss -
And I will offer you a kiss.

You are lush with pride
And at the moment hide
Instead of enjoying the ride.

Am I on top of your agenda
For what you can remember -
Cuddling to keep warm in december.

Are you undercover as another lover,
I hope I won't painfully discover
This parting of one another.

Copyright Andrew Stevenson 03/07/2017

Thank you. Love love, Andrew. Bye.

Sup What Is Up

Don't you want to take a hold
Of what I have to unfold,
As I am told that I am bold.

Sneak a peek under my sheet
And bleat what I keep and reap
The heat of what I seep.

I cry over you; feeling blue
Is faithfully being true
Of my feelings to renew.

I am prone at my ample home
To feeling rejected and alone -
Why don't you phone.

I remember our fun and laughter,
Of sharing our being together
Which will last for my forever.

I will pull out with pout lips,
And tongue drip you in sips,
A kiss in bliss in-between your hips.

Copyright Andrew Stevenson 03/07/2017

Thank you. Love love, Andrew. Bye.

Depths Of Desire

To Clare, I like your hair
When you are laid bare,
I have a personal care
Of being rationally fair.

Mother Nature can grow a bush
That can become so lush
With petals like a tush
Bringing to me a rush.

I am rushing to your trusting
Hand over me thrusting
With a passionate fire
Of burning and yearning desire.

Entwine me in your pleasure
And I will come whatever
Your endeavour to weather
Or respectfully treasure.

I'll be a member of your cause
And with hands like oars
I will float your boat
With a flooding gloat.

I have pride and don't hide
What I have inside is wide,
And with lascivious teasing
I will be subtly revealing.

Copyright Andrew Stevenson 03/07/2017

Thank you. Love love, Andrew. Bye.

Sunday, 2 July 2017

Teach And Preach

You are still the apple of my eye,
Your sweet-self I still ask why
You deny to try getting back
Into the sack where I am fat.

I have slim-pickings to pluck
But what I do have you suck;
And with a humble endeavour
I was in luck with this pleasure.

Am I conceited in being a member
Of your class coming to pass
Your sensibility of my vanity,
Teach me more I implore with my sanity.

I am sane, and refrain from the pain
Of being slain by you, as I am in two,
Decapitated into indecisive affray
Or coming out to play with a say.

Silence my voice with your sexy kiss,
And I will remember this bliss
Of a gratifying courtship session
Coming from you teaching me a lesson.

Copyright Andrew Stevenson 02/07/2017

Thank you. Love love, Andrew. Bye.

I Trust In Your Thrust

You was lascivious in a loving way,
Experimenting in sexual play,
Come back my way and remember
How I had a prominent member.

You used to tease with ease,
I was cool with this breeze;
You affected how I was to breathe -
Sucking in air was a sneeze.

Bless you I say, you are my princess,
I had more with you rather than less,
You new how to please my gratifaction
With your loving supplication.

Goose-pimples came to your touch,
And with a throbbing thrust
I will stand firm, to learn
What it is you discern from this turn.

Get in-touch with me, and we can be
Together in harmony, and you will see
Transparency in what I am to relate
Of laying in wait of a seeded debate.

Copyright Andrew Stevenson 02/07/2017

Thank you. Love love, Andrew. Bye.

Saturday, 1 July 2017

My Second Coming

You play me like a celestial harp,
Plucking a fast beat to the heat
Of not being physically apart -
You sweep me from my feet.

A good note from your throat
Is appealing in what I'm revealing,
And you are not one to gloat
In sexually appeasing my pleasing.

You kept me in a sexual trance,
And I was willing to see you be
The master of I looming lance
Coming in a flooding sea.

Entice my mood with you femininity,
And I will reveal my masculinity,
An endeavour that you might treasure
Ahead of us coming together.

Copyright Andrew Stevenson 01/06/2017

Thank you. Love love, Andrew. Bye.