- Erotic Poetry
- Deja Vu
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I thought I knew this place,
I’ve been here before.
You crowd of actors
brought me here,
screaming your need
in voices so loud,
only my mind can hear them.
Young and firm,
Jaded and soft,
You all place the wet of you
before me.
Nurturing Breasts to be hard-sucked tits.
Organ of Life to be hard-fucked pussy.
As you knew it must,
it left me dizzy in the want of you.
Your Scenes bring me,
Big, and Liquid, into you.
Your Mouth,
Your Ass,
Your hard-fucked Pussy.
And when the time
cums rushing from me,
head turning,
pulse pounding….
you have gone.
No sounds except the echo of queries unanswered.
Yes,
I have been here before.
I recognize, now, the sad, musk smell
of lonely lust
cascaded without purpose
against the sleepless linen.
I have been here before
and may, someday,
return,
despite the chill breeze I always find.
But for now,
I want only to dream
sweet dreams of you
rippling softly into the night.
It’s déjà vu, in Loner Town.
