- Erotic Poetry
- How Quickly I Forget!
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It was just on the tip of my tongue
but how quickly I forget
when alone with my rich old man
and he asks if I’ve had other dick
His cold heart needn’t know of
the old loft that smells of hay
the swallows flitting through windows
and the donkey’s soft, playful bray
The mare nickering down below
her face disappearing in a pail
the kittens that snuck shy peeks
while chasing each other’s tail
The owl that listened, wide-eyed
as seasoned wood gasped in soft creaks
the hens’ knowing clucks of gossip
busily bursting from beaks
The giggles I tried to suppress
as hay brushed against my bare cheeks
while taking my lover to tongue
and then swallowing him down deep
His taste still lingers in my mouth
as I kiss the cold man’s lips
He was just on the tip of my tongue
but how quickly I forget!
- COMMENTS
dcpoet44almost 19 years agoand this piece has a nice edge to it. you got the visuals moving really well here. i really do like this here though:
His cold heart needn’t know of
the old loft that smells of hay
the swallows flitting through windows
and the donkey’s soft, playful bray
and i have to pick this out to as it feels a bit comical to me:
The owl that listened, wide-eyed
as seasoned wood gasped in soft creaks
the hens’ knowing clucks of gossip
busily bursting from beaks
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nice piece here......don
LeBrozalmost 19 years agoThe loft lives on in your vivid mind
As you recollect for us a warmer time
Now you share with us your cold old man
While we wish for you that warmer clime
