- Erotic Poetry
- Hot Thoughts On Chilly August Night
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Click hereshivering on an chilly August night
nearly 2am, all alone
my mind is racing seventy miles an hour
though my body screams for sleep
though my mind is still awake
my soul yearns to feel free
to show that sexy, sensuous side
so naughty, yet so silky sweet
closing my eyes to think lips
kissing mine, soft, firm, with wanting
and kissing again, his tongue meeting mine
in rapture, tasting my existence
all of me, quivering warmth
missing him, feeling my body
against his gorgeous strength
holding me close, taking it to another level
pushing my limits, breaking my boundaries
of what was, but now filled with freedom
and opportunity
- COMMENTS
twelveooneabout 13 years agoseriously over populated with what could be called cliched thinking
even at
seventy miles an hour
75
Esperanza_Hidalgoabout 13 years agoThis is only the second poem of yours I have read, but must say, like this not in your face approach. Like seeing the leg and not the entire p****, kinda makes you wonder about next.
