I posted a few of my poems on my blog several months ago.....

O.Holy, Holy
He said down,
i hit my knees,
faced the altar,
the giver of seed,life affirming,hard and authoratative

on my knees,my knees,
mumbling,praying,reciting psalms
hallelujah
he enters my mouth I shudder
sway weak

on my knees,on my knees.

hungry for redemption,salvation,completion,
i suck,

on my knees,on my knees
saliva drips down my chin,
I slurp and gag, worship,

on my knees,on my knees

I crave his ejaculate,this holy sacrament his body and semen,
the intermigling of fluid,my juices and his

on my knees on my knees
my flowers drips

powerless in the face of power,
awed in the face of divinity,
aching to be bound,
to be owned through holy convenant,
to be used,
to be his holy vessel,
his chalice,
I plead for communion,
baptize me

on my knees,on my knees

container of his passion,

on my knees,on my knees

She stands,
quivering
in the night,
poised with her hand raised
at the threshold
tentatively she knocks
heart pounding
stomach twisting
excitement slickens her
and she rubs
her legs together momentarily
as she knocks
the door opens
Smile, say hello,
nerves are assuaged
the first kiss
this
is what she came for
the touch of the lips
first passionate lick
of her lovers tongue
caressing her
mouth
her insides unfurl and she
opens her arms, drops to
her knees and
sends him straight to heaven...
dripping
decadently wet

Not into writing poetry but did write
a couple limericks for two of my favorite ladies.

Here's the first part of a song-

The world outside that door will wait
Till you and I are through here
'Cause the magic that we create
Can drive away our deepest fears

When I see excitement in your glance
I can lose myself for a little while
And I'm so glad I took the chaance
Every time I see you smile

So close that door. Come over here
And take me in your arms
Let me pretend that you're all mine
Don't make me wait any more
Let's see where this time leads
For a little while
You're all I need.

They went home and told their wives,
   that never once in all their lives,
   had they known a girl like me.
But.....they went home.

They said my house was licking clean,
   no word I spoke was ever mean,
   I had an air of mystery.
But........they went home.

My praises were on all men's lips,
   they liked my smile, my wit, my hips,
   They's spend one night, or two or three
But.........

Roses are red.
Violets are blue.
When I see your picture,
I start to drool.

Well, I never said I was Shakespeare.

Whether in or out of the business, she is the best I have ever met, hands down.  We should coax her to write something.

There was a girl named Kate
Whom I saw for a date
I asked a lot
And she was hot
As I will now relate

It was only a short while
But this girl made me smile
She knows how to please,
gave me weak knees
I will say she is versatile

We started with a kiss
Her menu was not remiss
She gave her all
We both had a ball
I continue to reminisce

I mostly liked her French
Her tongue worked like a wrench
She had the need
To swallow my seed
And thus did my stress quench