- Non-Erotic Poetry
- His Call
Note: You can change font size, font face, and turn on dark mode by clicking the "A" icon tab in the Story Info Box.
You can temporarily switch back to a Classic Literotica® experience during our ongoing public Beta testing. Please consider leaving feedback on issues you experience or suggest improvements.
Click here
A warm bath
front row seat
close parking spot
these things for Isabella
laced in satinette
hope skips on sunshine
dancing through the leaves
carried with melody
to fly through my dreams
halfway in September
waiting for his call
eagerness and grins awake
excitement through the fall
- COMMENTS
KOLKOREover 16 years agoWhat a relief to read this poem after the depressing "In his need". Let's hope that the theorethical relations that might evolve from this beautiful depiction of breathless anticipation don't end up in a cynical dead end a- la "In his need"
