- Erotic Poetry
- Between the Lines
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You've become my local hero
Yet you're sadly out of reach
Whether it be in fallow field
Or even on Chesil Beach
I want to kneel in front of you
And stroke your smooth, bare bum
Put your cock into my velvet mouth
And suck you 'til you come
I'll be your part time lover
Your extra bit on the side
Why not come out to play my friend?
And then run away and hide
Let us be in between the sheets
I want you in Amsterdam
Lay me down, lay me, lay my fantasies to rest
I'm your wham, bam, thank you Ma'am
You're the innocent, my fascination,
You're any human heart,
Nine long months since I saw you
On Saturday, can I be your tart?
It's time for new confessions
I'm restless, the daydreamer, the whore
Atonement will surely follow
On our blue afternoon, for sure
Read between the lines my friend
And you'll see this poem's for you
Or is that read between the loins my friend?
The comfort of strangers will do.
- COMMENTS
Anonymousalmost 14 years agoClarissa, you have excelled yourself! McEwan and Boyd melded seamlessly together - like we should be! xx
an235041almost 14 years ago'Tis a beautiful work again m'Lady. You ply your art well. The linkage between line and loin sneaks up and ravishes the poetic regions of my mind, leaving it craving a cigarette and praying for another tawdry tryst in the future.
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an235041
