Rhythms of the Heart

Pork is not good for your blood pressure but
A little bit now and then is just so good

Diva Aidyl

Change of Heart
By Diva Renee

While exploring for a poem of duress
He decided not to bother with bleak sadness
He set out to write a line
That would emulate the time
That he spent being foolish with his house guest

One very early summer morning she appeared
Looking strikingly alluring and demure
He kissed her perfumed gloves
Assured her of his love
Then careened and led her off into the house

Being tired from the ride, she fell to rest a bit
Her ruffled bodice opened to reveal her tit
He had contemplated reading while she slept
But, alas, he saw her loveliness
Was more in need of being with

His immediate reaction was to free her from the bind
That her riding clothes had pressed upon her form
At the very last waist button
His finger touched on something
That aroused his curiosity to venture on

There emerged a heart-shaped navel
Just as rounded as a grape
And as purple as a glass of wine could be
It was soft and slightly supple
Protruding like a nipple
And he wondered if he sucked it would she see

He ruffled her to check what state of sleep she’d found
Then, lowered to his knees, beside her on the ground
His tongue swept cross her navel
And left a gleam of spittle
Then, over come with lust, he bit and chewed the pimple

Awaked by the biting, she screamed and fought and scoffed
But by this time, his bulging pants
Had opened and were off
His rod, then, stood erect, electing her to gasp
And just as quick, she dropped her slip
While he undid her clasp

At once, they fell upon the bed
Writhing with the pain
That started at a navel, proving
Basic training’s not in vain

PRIVATE DICK
By Diva Ardnas

Dick was early to rise
But soon to fall
After all is said and done
Only a game is won

I woke up to a tent
That looked like a ten-footer
Until I wiped the sleep from my eyes
Damn! Why didn’t I go after it?

I moved in closer
Grabbed it with my right hand
Took a long stare and mounted
Like it was an out-of-control gelding

I couldn’t help myself
But came all the same and
Wished for this day
Over and over again

I’VE KNOWN DICKS
By Diva Ardnas

I’ve know dicks that seemed to be here for a fix but yet, fixed
I’ve known dicks that took me straight to the moon
But the return was much too soon
I’ve known dicks that were long and thick
Short and stumpy
Long and thin
Short and thick
Black and  hard
White and hard and
Stayed around long enough to see it limp
Dicks that were serious and
Dicks that were strictly play things
I love dick
Dick
Dick
Dick
Ain’t nothing wrong with dick