So, up for grabs is an hour with me, and all you have to pay is my roomfee for the hour. So, guys from Durbs, PE and CT can also enter. If the winner is from Dbn, CT or PE, you will win 2hours, as the roomfee is more expensive in those cities, and you will just have to wait till I tour there again.
Competition rules: Write me a poem. The subject can be anything/anyone. However, you must compose it yourself. The poem that moves me the most, will win. Totally at my discretion. You may whatsap or pm me, should you wish not to post it here.
Kisses, Mynx

The moment i think of you
I go to another world
A perfect world
A fantasy world
Following you here is the clue

Truth is, im not a poet and have no words
For the passion that you shine
Igniting my lust.....violently
.....consuming my mind
Till everything in my body concurred

I want to dive into your world
Making you feel, what i feel
Sending shivers down your spine
While riding the rhythm of lust
Thats my desire, but for you....its just a work.

Thank you for all the entries this far. I have some serious contenders.....I shall announce the winner end of the week, to give chance for more entries. Kisses, Mynx

Two short poems:

Ballas in die muisval....dis al

Piel in die trein deur...dis seer

Lmao@ Moojali

Mynx is running a competition, and Im struggling with my decision.
The room comes at a fee, but her services will be for free?
How can this offer makes sense, the room still remains the expense.
What if she resides at the Mount Nelson, what if she resides at The Bay? So many options to choose, what if winning means... that you lose?

I hereby still like to enter. I hereby I still do partake. Still looking for an answer. Am I the fool... or the dancer?

*to be continued...

Your fingers dip below my waist,
traveling at a sensuous pace.
The lower you go,
my anticipation builds.
My heart beats faster
bracing for the thrill.
Your touch has me moaning,
begging for more.
Your hot passionate kisses;
I simply adore.
I feel it, I feel you,
as I crest on high.
Only you can take me,
on this incredible ride.
Baby, do it again,
and again and again.
I never get enough
of this delight sin.

From the midst of the forest
A Mynx came a walking.
No words could I calleth
For my lips to be talking
To mention her beauty
Would initiate my falling.

With my breath slowly leaving
With every step she be taking
Her chest gently heaving
My knees be a shaking.

What more would i need?
The answer is a guess.
For if she would take my seed
I would be forever blessed.

Thank you Boys....I am loving all the poems. I will announce the winner on Fri, so keep the entries coming ; ) kisses, Mynx

Daar onder in die vlei le n ou papegaai
Sewe Tarentalle het haar duk genaai
Drie gaan haal water en drie pis haar nat
Die ander klein bliksim druk n riet in haar gat .