- Erotic Poetry
- embarrassing
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i keep saying i'm going to stop writing
but i keep rubbing my pelvis on the bed
i feel like such a whore
did i really order a vibrator?
how many inches?
my clit twitches
as you pinch it
i say i can't think
but that's a lie
i know what i'm thinking
you think i'm not shy
but everything here is anonymous
i still wonder at my sub-concious
is this really what i want
*yes* says my dripping cunt
so embarrassed i blush deep red
yes, it's definitely time for bed
good night
sleep tight
- COMMENTS
painful_raptureover 10 years agoAuthorIt is very confusing. This was an absolutely drunken poem to be completely honest. I was posting poem after poem one night (hence writing), all the way into the morning after messing with the hubby (the first time we'd used toys together). I don't suppose that really explains things though ^_^
Thanks for reading and writing feedback <3
Tsothaover 10 years agoI felt confused as I read it. It seems to me that there are several different scenes being mixed together here, and I thought it was really interesting, the same words complete different scenes at the same time in my mind. It mirrors the doubt she feels. Let me see if I can somehow show you how I read it:
1- she thinks about stopping writing, because she is shy / feels like a whore; but
2- she feels like a whore because she bought a vibrator
3- someone is there pinching her clit. Who? Maybe the reader, in a sense, due to the mention that "everything is anonymous".
4- "You think I'm not shy", followed by "so embarrassed I blush deep red". She wonders if this is what she wants. A bit like exhibitionism, I guess.
So, you see? Perhaps I'm reading more than you intended, but to me it's many thoughts punched together, if you jump from line to line seeking the pieces you put something else together. I really liked it!
In the first line, did you mean writhing, rather than writing? Or is intended as-is? Or even better, did you intend for both readings to be possible?
