Inline

Wasted no time at all,
Headed straight to install,
Executing sprints and dashes, and
Eventually the fall surges,
Laughing adrenaline pumping
Swiftly with the breeze blowing.

Pleasant Orifice

My sight focused, straight into yours
a heavenly being, feeling just right,
locking together for mine is yours,
for such pashing, as it is a loving,
hence moreover with dire kissing
whence I am just, and solely - yours;
and with ice-cubes in passing flight
together, and us both interlacing -
a delicacy, my delight.

Jog II

Storying her - they walked a few rounds
before jogging till breathlessness sounds,
the story continues though it grew a thirst
as the listener, she was his priority first.

About the odd night of a total stranger,
he walked right up offering a drinks' wager,
one led after another and lunch was served -
the next day, the day today unearthed.

An hour and a half of exercising
and a lousy pickup line unsatisfying,
drove his mind to a capsizing uproar
wondering if his chances will somehow soar.

Jog I

We'd jog and then walk,
for walk will follow with talks;
talks to distract the thought
of the journey wrought.

We bumped and met Shaun,
along the horizons of dawn;
and uncles and aunties gone
passing by with trainers worn.