karaoke
"A Gentle Afternoon of Tea and Karaoke in Her Studio"
by DaddyO
One must keep his voice in tune
So a hot drink one cold afternoon
Was exactly what I carnally craved
Then she opened the door in her negligee
And lead me to her backroom cafe
So aromatic I wanted to stay
For she soothed like muted oolong tea
So sexy and smooth going down I see
And hear and feel every sense
Of her body's mood so taught and tense
It drew me just below her waist
To drink the corporeal taste
She's fully steeped so I sipped real slow
All she exudes from down below
Yes it was I who crawled into her bed
Without further adieu she said
"Right here my dear where you belong"
I tuned the knob to sing our song
The choruses and instrumental breaks
Played through each flawless mistake
Belting out from underneath
Passing 'tween my tongue and teeth
I hummed and moaned and sang the verse
See this is how we best conversed
She turned and twitched at my rhythmic pace
Wide open to my smiling face
Our lips so wet my beard was soaking
Singing cunnalingus karaoke
All the Best Poets Sit in the Smoking Section:01
"Alyson's Galaxy"
by Jeph Johnson
Her lips, a painted-heart-Valentine
echoing with smiles
parting for her voice to dance
up and down the aisles.
We make-believe our stardom
but music can't pretend,
it demonstrates the beauty of song
by way of Alyson.
With passionate precision
she makes the song her own,
enunciating word for word
into the microphone.
Perfume floats through smoky air,
her eyes close to the crowd
while she transforms the Galaxy
into a single sound.
Astonished awes of silence,
suspending bar room noise...
the single sound of elegance
that is known as her voice.