- Erotic Poetry
- Housecall
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Click hereIt was just the sniffles
at least that's what he thought
...head, ears, nose, throat...
he kept kissing and kissing and kissing
spreading sickness without
even a hanky tween her and his mouth!
She didn't make the connection
She thought he was a Doctor
Which he was, but not of medicine;
Hackles rose as she stared at him
and at the clothes he'd talked her out of
his teeth gleamed as he smiled
Bright and dazzling and oh-so-feral,
pushing weakly at his chest she swoons
trying to escape his unyielding embrace
but finally,sweetly, swooning to oblivion!
This was written in tandem with BooMerengue with me writing the odd lines, and BooMerengue writing the even ones.
- COMMENTS
LeBrozalmost 17 years agoThis poem was mentioned in the Archival Review thread, in a picking through Lit's archive of over 36,000 poems.
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WickedEveover 19 years agoI love it! lol This is good. :) But it did make me a bit uneasy. I have this thing about germs--my ex's fault. He's icky and sicky.
