- Erotic Poetry
- Body Jazz
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she grips hips
lips kiss curves
struggle ensues
power lost on me
but her fingers
never lose rhythm
with my hips
and damn...
she's got this mouth
like a magician
with licks
illusions
and tricks
makes the most explicit moans
escape my lips
with her fingertips
and the thrusting
of my hips
beats with the rhythm
of my heart
this black magic
running over my canvas
like art
- COMMENTS
tazz317almost 12 years agothe wetness dries on itself. TK U MLJ LV NV
Anonymousover 15 years agoSuch a peace of art!
I love erotic fiction its so... beautifull. It is not pornographic, its yet much more... its art!
jthserraabout 20 years agowonderfully accented with the internal rhyme, end rhyme and a dab of linked rhyme at the start. All deftly managed into an excellent musical flow. This poem would be great as an audio poem... the poem is audio. Great work...
jim : )
