Here are all mine thus far in one big lump. Damn there's a lot. Clearly I have too much time on my hands.
First the standalones:
There was a young lass named Willow
Who thought a chest made an excellent pillow
She's a breast gal, you see
Tara's filled her with glee
Whether naked or with frills and a bow
There once was a girl name Maclay
Who helped me be out proud and gay
My brush paints her skin
while my mind thinks of sin
With her I shall now have my way.
Fair Willow hails from Sunnydale
Meeting Tara she swore off things male
A new pleasure she found
'Cause she quite likes the sound
of her blonde lover's ecstatic wail
They lived on the mouth straight to hell
The red head and her partner as well
Sapphic joys did abound
Whenever they went downtown
For as usual, Willow strove to excel
There was a young beauty named Tara
As for breasts, she had a great pair of
How could Willow resist
When they begged to be kissed
She cried "gay now" and began a new era
It seems Tara has an exquisite mouth
And Willow enjoys it most in the south
She'll levitate all day
God it's good to be gay
Of that she has never had a doubt
Willow was known for her love of computers
Until Tara played Sapphic recruiter
The box lost its allure
To fun much more mature
I mean why play with mice over hooters?
"Oh Goddess" exclaimed the blonde wiccan
as she felt her face flush and pulse quicken
There was nothing more grand
than some fine Willowhand
Except for that part with the lickin'
Tara blew out the candle (extra flame)
as Willow brazenly staked out her claim
It was a night filled with passion
Where there was no bad fashion
As neither was dressed when she came
"Oh Willow you're one hot mama yama"
Said Tara, unbuttoning her pajama
"Let's sleep without clothes
And I'll play tutor with those
You'll enjoy this course much more than drama"
Dear Willow was a cool monster fighter
When with Tara she pulled an all-nighter
now she wasn't a vamp
but the passion did amp
As her teeth lightly nipped out to bite her
To her friends she was known just as Will
But to Tara she was a woman of skill
Will's mouth was perfection
it traveled with direction
Gifting Tara with a multiple thrill
Tara served as the anchor to her spell
Willow burst with feeling as she fell
The girls sweated and panted
long after they had chanted
To insure Tara had arrived just as well
In season four Willow stopped driving stick
She discovered that she much preferred chick
Her decision was simplistic
and cunning was her linguistic
And Tara glowed from every new trick
Willow was best friend to the slayer
But for Tara she peeled off each layer
She laid herself bare
hardly coming up for air
Now really, could she be any gayer?
Candles flickered on the festival menorah
In two hearts their love was a plethora
It was a night of celebration
and awestruck sensation
As bodies joined to create a new aura
"No snuggles?" she enquired with a pout
and that was when studying lost out
For Willow was her vixen
and there was something betwixt them
that was in many ways the opposite of drought
There once was a Miss Kitty fantastic
who was witness to events enthusiastic
It always started with a kiss
and then moved to sheer bliss
and soon it became downright gymnastic
Willow plotted a grand holiday celebration
decorating, she brimmed with expectation
oh she had such great plans
for her tongue and both hands
That would leave Tara swooning with sensation
They first exchanged gifts near the tree
Then Willow slyly said "now unwrap me"
clothes were very quickly shed
as they stumbled towards the bed
and made love with abandonment and glee
Willow called to her lover "my dance?"
on the surface it was innocent romance
But later that night
as their passion burned bright
the innocence was tossed with the pants
Tara found her when no words were heard
eyes locked and hands clasped she felt stirred
with their fingers entwined
a thought rushed through her mind
that perhaps it was girls she preferred
Tara's song was a sweet serenade
with its words all her love was conveyed
Oh Willow made her complete
But off camera and discreet
Still we all knew that Tara got laid
Willow smiled as she touched her new lover
Thrilled with every new place she'd discover
she no longer was shy
in fact she could be a spy
As she did her best work undercover
There once was a girl with flame tresses
all a tingle from Tara's caresses
she cried "oh right there"
with fists in blonde hair
and enjoyed all of sweet love's excesses
Willow's words were often quite hectic
and her "fashion" was somewhat eclectic
as she felt her body nearing
Tara found most endearing
that Willow's touch was just so electric
She offered Willow a Doll's Eye
And all that the gift did imply
Then she came to her room
for some "spells" we presume
and it was morn before they bade goodbye
Willow reached for her Tara's brassiere
her intentions were completely clear
"Those must be released
So that I might feast"
And her mouth did quite quickly adhere
For some folks it came as a shocker
that Willow prefered Tara's knockers
But the kittens they knew
right from Tara's debut
That Willow would some day de-frock her
Willow never had been with a girl
Until Tara had made her toes curl
Life finally made sense
so with feelings intense
She spent the night diving for pearl
Tara smiled at the face that meant "yummy"
as Willow glanced up near her tummy
she encouraged her lover
to go back undercover
Tara was many things, but no dummy
She felt her knees buckle and ripple
as Tara latched onto her nipple
They'd been at it some time
but it felt so sublime
that she might as well go for a triple
With this post I'll have made Willowhand
and it's leaving me feeling quite grand
But I'm terribly vexed
Sassy eggs I'll crave next
and I've written more poems than I'd planned
A pencil was the first thing she floated
she recalled at the time she had gloated
now nothing could compare
to her girl in mid-air
expressing her pleasure full throated
Sassy eggs got their name by a jiggle
remembering made Willow giggle
oh sure eggs were just fine
but the real thing divine
so she set out to make Tara wriggle
Poor Willow's naughty times had been rare
Well at least before Tara got there
But now things had improved
With clothes often removed
seems for naughty she had quite the flair
Tara spun a tale of the pound
where dolphins and half-camels were found
she didn't put up a struggle
when Willow bade her to snuggle
Why study when you could fool around?
Tara looked at the stars and deduced
a sponge bath received by a moose
Willow snuggled up close
and made plans grandiose
of just how she would start to seduce
Willow knew how to make Tara shiver
she had something she wanted to give her
she slowly licked her lips
staring at Tara's hips
then proceeded to make her girl quiver
Tara was not so much for the timber
except one tree could make her quite limber
as she laid there with Willow
she could feel the big thrill grow
and soon all thoughts became but a dim blur
Willow glanced and said "hey look at these"
clad in leather that pushed and did squeeze
But little did she know
that later on the show
they'd enjoy her sweet Tara's expertise
Tara had a crooked sexy smile
starring lips that did tempt and beguile
Willow's thoughts then did drift
to their other fine gift
giving thanks they were so versatile
Willow traveled to realms of the nether
While Tara did act as her tether
The spell had a climax
so intense in its impacts
that they repeated the result together
Dear Tara was an excellent cook
she could heat up her girl with one look
She knew Willow's favorite meal
and just how it made her feel
So she freed it with a simple unhook
Of cleavage Willow was quite fond
and she knew how to make it respond
She was anything but chaste
as she took her first taste
but she heard no complaints from her blonde
Willow paniced as she had been so caught
admiring the shape of a robot
but her Tara was fantastic
not genuine molded plastic
and a talent for making her grow hot
Tara enjoys wrestling with her thumb
she can beat you and leave your hand numb
see her hands are quite spry
that Willow won't deny
to their skill she does often succumb
Her Tara always made a mean pancake
both funny shapes and rounds she could make
but when it came to mounds
dear Willow preferred rounds
and planned to after breakfast partake
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Multiple Parts:
When she came out as a lesbian witch
Willow knew that she'd found the right niche
She found sex was inspired
with the woman she desired
and she had a talent for making Tara twitch
Tara could as well "scratch that itch"
and make Willow scream in wild pitch
a certain "volumey" text
left them nearly oversexed
But you'll never hear either of them bitch
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There once was a blonde lesbian
who despite powers couldn't portend
that one so hyperactive
would find her so attractive
and spend hours admiring her rear end
But to Willow who used to just hack
there was nothing quite like Tara's back
But it couldn't be denied
that it was tough to decide
between ogling that butt or her rack
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The cards revealed that each was a student
but the emotion was both strong and fluent
like moths to the flame
their eyes showed no shame
and minds strayed to things quite imprudent
With my memories awry and mind skewered
I fell upon the beauty in the sewer
No wonder I think I'm kinda gay
Because with her leg pressed this way
All I really want is to do her
The sexy red head was all I thought of
And suddenly she was right there above
We landed with a thud
and now there's a flood
And all I want to do is make love
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"Do me" she smiled holding out her hand
palm reading was the last thing I'd planned
for my mind it did linger
on the skill of each finger
and the feeling they'd made me understand
Willowhand was a thing of true grace
here in my hand or in some other place
It ruled my skin
both without and within
and knew just when to pick up the pace
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"Breast gal" Willow'd said with a smirk
"Oh my yes" Tara thought, that's a perk
So once they were alone
and all clothes had been thrown
Tara pointed and said "get to work"
Willow knew how to follow direction
and these merited closer inspection
So she set to her task
and in each she did bask
as her lips and her hands showed affection
---
Willow again adjusted her blouse
knowing Tara would be at the house
she said "finey Mcfine"
No Not "great" 'til your mine
and hoped for a future as her spouse
Tara arrived complete with a gift
feeling nervous and somewhat adrift
but what helped her to cope
was a heart filled with hope
that time would heal the hurt and the rift
With pressure to succumb all around
Willow with courage stood her ground
Tara saw her plight
and joined her in the fight
in that moment hope again was found
---
Willow spoke with unrestrained glee
to the girl once known as the key
she knew hearts were now mending
and a future was pending
when her heart could again fly free
So Willow reveled in her happy
a sweet change from just feeling crappy
She has Tara in her scope
and a good reason to hope
so forgive me if I'm feeling sappy
---
They were both swathed in gowns of chartreuse
Not really the color to seduce
Still clothes that would flatter
Right now didn't matter
As Willow gazed at a damn fine caboose
If pressed Willow would have to confess
to motives beyond helping with the dress
She took little chances
by making shy glances
and reveled in each tiny success
When Willow pulled dear Tara from the fray
Her hands began immediately to stray
Before she was aware
her hand trailed Tara's hair
then landed where it once liked to play
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Willow had come to the notion
it was time to put plans in motion
she practiced her lines
making gay love designs
Trying to express her devotion
She'd go slow and ask for just coffee
And hoped that her efforts were scoff free
Yet her mind still did babble
A sapphic game of scrabble
Just wanting to blurt out please boff me
Suddenly Tara was there in her beauty
Wearing pants that enhanced her fine booty
But then another's affection
Crumpled Willow with rejection
All her plans nothing more than a moot plea
Tara glanced at a familiar physique
rushing off before they could speak
Then the reason was clear
behind Willow's fear
insecure from a kiss on the cheek
Then for days Tara pondered her plight
knowing she'd have to make it all right
Because things were progressing
and it felt like a blessing
So off to Buffy's to find her heart's light
Tara arrived just in time to then see
her friends bound and unable to flee
She cast a quick spell
and after she fell
Willow rushed to her side urgently
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We've waited too long I must say
for a gratuitous roll in the hay
We've seen sex as a spell
and that's all good and swell
But now we want them all naked and gay.
Clearly our girls think it's time
to engage in some shagging sublime
we've endured Riley and Buffy
and dear God even spuffy
Now give me some gay love to rhyme.
Yes, I'm desperate and pleading for action
Because you just can't deny the attraction
they want it, so do we
so get on with it we plea
Those girls need some sweaty satisfaction.
I don't give a damn who's on top
as long as one screams "God don't stop"
It might seem I'm in a rush
to make primetime viewers blush
But much longer and they're likely to pop.
See, my interest is nothing but gracious
it stems from watching behavior flirtatious
so please let them "get a room"
with a camera, mike and boom
That we might witness activity salacious.
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All about limericks:
You may find me anal retentive
on poetry style this inventive
But a pattern specific
is what makes them terrific
to the rules you must be attentive
For info on the structure of the limerick go here: freespace.virgin.net/merr...krules.htm
you can monkey a little with the syllable pattern (as I often do), but the rhyme pattern must be a,a,b,b,a to make it a limerick. Without that you've got another form of poetry. Like the haiku the limerick is specific in structure. Like I said, you may find me anal retentive...
Autumn
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I have the sudden urge to dedicate my productive cooperation.
at: 10/12/02 12:14:15 pm
nahhh I don't think you have to much time on your hands. 
