- Erotic Poetry
- beach music
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Click herecurling surf thumps on the sand
like a metronome.
smoothed driftwood flung ashore
glistens in the moon.
a ship drifts by
on currents of visceral pleasure.
I’m lost in melting lips
and pumping hips,
and mesmerized by tight grips
and swaying body parts.
raptured in my steamy hollows
and drowned in sticky goo,
I am a bleached seashell –
inside, there is only the sound of you.
- COMMENTS
twelveooneabout 13 years agoa 5,
but goes from the ridiculous
I’m lost in melting lips
and pumping hips,
and mesmerized by tight grips
to the sublime
I am a bleached seashell –
inside, there is only the sound of you.
