- Erotic Poetry
- 3 AM Pondering
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Bedroom antics, acrobatics,
partly dance, part mechanics,
but fingers twining, hips sidewinding
only serve for my reminding
that we used to kiss while we fucked.
Shut your eyes, it must seem wise
not to face those passion cries;
when our lips touch, it became such
a fire that it simply was too much
and so we don't kiss while we fuck.
One day, we say "together", pray forever,
then once again, we switch to "never."
Too much pain to remain sane,
but sane for us would be too plain,
but we don't kiss while we fuck.
I try not to worry, or feel sorry
but it's not something I can bury.
I can have your cake and eat it too
but there's just that one thing I'd like to do
and that's to kiss while we fuck.
- COMMENTS
tazz317almost 12 years agoand any gift is greatly appreciated. TK U MLJ LV NV
Tzaraalmost 13 years agowhich makes it fresh, but somehow not quite right for me. Not sure what I would say about it to improve things, which I know is not helpful. I guess I'd say nice try, and that I basically liked the poem but wished it was a little more, er, something I can't quite define.
I know. A tepid comment at best, but I really did like the poem.
Sorry.
