- Erotic Poetry
- a variation
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the first time we meet in the flesh there is a little blushing and looking up, down
we hug, I want to hold you like it is going to be the last time
you hold me back
your arms pull
I smell your hair and kiss the side of your head above your left ear
turn around,
let me feel you from behind
my touch starts on the fronts of your thighs
you lean forward placing your hands on the back of a stiff chair
I thank you for wearing the short skirt that is like a flag of our lust
you bend your head back, my fingers are still on your thighs, exploring
you press your ass against my cock, you bend your knees, then stiffen
when you suggest your tits I suggest you let me decide
there is a lot of territory to put off till you offer me begs for touches
many an inch of short skirt to lift
it is my self torture
my pleasure, to be sure
- COMMENTS
WickedEvealmost 19 years agois that you removed my name. I found the original just now while wading through 6 years of saved emails. Your emails spanned 3 years--words blurring the line between poetry and conversation.
