- Erotic Poetry
- Boxing Day
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Click hereBoxing Day
We were both together in this room called disaster
knew it would never work
fun; the opposite of work; the husband of disaster
You had on pantyhose
which I made you wear
so I wouldn’t feel silly in your gunslinger gear
Oh, there’s always this promise that I won’t want weddings
that you won’t ask for a disappearing girl
this promise, this time—
how we’ll be slick, new creatures
before the invention of clothing
I like it when you leave me bruised
as this morning
Your initials beaten in with a hairbrush and stencil
But in the fitting room at the after-Christmas sale,
I stare at myself
With the eyes of other women.
- COMMENTS
PatCarringtonover 18 years agothe images and phrasing here are excellent, and i see i'm not the only one who hopes you share more poetry here.
there are technical errors here, inconsistencies in caps and punctuation, but they are easy to fix and easy to ignore in the face of such deft writing.
wonderful entrance to literotica, and welcome.
Anonymousover 18 years agoAnother beautifully constructed poem! I look forward to more of your work, LittleMina!
Flyguy
Tathagataover 18 years agoGreat rhythm and use of language.
The " initials and stencil" image is one of the best I've seen in a while and the last verse gives it that sense of otherworldliness that we get when we are able to look at ourselves from afar.
Excellent work
