Erotic PoetryIn Pleasure, In PainHands caress supple orb
unblemished skin
silken feel
ripeness savoured
innocence plucked
nipple buds
orgasm blossoms.
Fingers trail down belly’s plain.
Touching moistened lips,
a camel’s toe.
Scooping honey from the comb,
and forgetting why they’ve come.
Ownership enforced
forgiveness sought
hand raised
pussy flogged.
Strike one: resolve shakes;
Strike three: the dam breaks;
Strike fourteen: orgasm blooms;
Strike fifteen: I’m in love.
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Well done.
I like the style. I never thought to compare "scooping honey from the comb", pretty cool. I've had trouble understanding the same "other comment" issue pertaining to some of my submissions, but decided to stop spinning my wheels. :)more...
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