- Erotic Poetry
- her open window
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Though her open window
The wind winds around whip wraps her frame
With her hands held down in soft places
Where I wished I had stayed just that much longer
Deeper down in her memory of touch
Dampen with all fog night’s cold heat
That draws out each moment
Slap lapping them back to tall grass shore
As she held my face between nude dunes
Drawing me deeper down between her memories
She says she hears wolves howling
Lingering in lingerie finger lounging
Her body bent to ward the heat building inside
Increase the beats the finger tap drops
With wet rim shot drum roll in for four times play
Through her open window
The wind tears aside wistful curtains
Drawn aside light night gown walls
So we see the soft curved line of desire
Arousing broody in recessed wet recesses
Take a scrumptious sweet blow it soft
Till you hear her rising pitch sing
With all other hot bitches coming round
In tonight’s rillious delirious heat
So it sounds like everyone’s in love
- COMMENTS
Anonymousover 17 years agoyour poetry so often has such a rich visceral edge-- this is no exception. last like is killer :)
