I know I’m a week early to be showing off my Beester bonnet but it is prompt weekend next week and I can’t tie that in with Easter so you’re getting it a week early instead! Next weekend brings with it our seventh blogiversary, where has that time gone?
But on with this weeks post.
A couple of years back, bored on the train to work I came up with a daft little poem celebrating one of my favourite things in the world…his cock.
Ode to his cock It’s probably spent time in a sock Quite often it’s as hard as a rock It’s my favourite toy Attached to my favourite boy Now come here and let me sit on that cock
Now, I am the first to admit I am not a poet but it made me chuckle at the time. I also thought it was too awful to share but seeing as it made me chuckle, I thought it may make some of my readers chuckle too. But I will spare you all any future attempts at poetry.
“Give me words that make my mind curl before my toes.”
Rachel Wolchin
I’m not someone that is good with words so I cannot expect partners or friends to be good with words either. In fact, I would twist this quote around and say it’s creativity that turns me on far more than specifically words. I have written in the past that I have a kink for creativity. I love seeing what people come up with and I love watching someone in their zone, where nothing else but their art matters in that moment.
So imagine my glee when someone we enjoy spending time with sent the Keeper a crocheted bonnet as a gift. Who doesn’t enjoy a tasty treat at this time of the year?! It was far too good not to share that with you all too!
Have a very happy Easter, or should I say Beeaster!