- Erotic Poetry
- Midnight Pleasure ~ Southern Nights
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Sitting in a slow groove
of southern nights. Free
from work as darkness closes in.
This soul is released to prance
around. Apologies not given
for I need to reach out
touch those southern skies, thighs
taste your rum as it runs. Old
new mix baby, give me a shake
and raunchy rumble as frightening
lightening streaks across soft
glowing tanned skin. Paint
me with tongue, teeth
nips and bites. Use me for naughty
midnight pleasures, for I shall
use you. Over
and over, as my toy
of passion. Love
your mistress of pain
no pain my pet, no gain ~
- COMMENTS
cherries_on_snowalmost 18 years agoMore rum! I love the passion and pace of this poem. It dances us and exposes the skin when the skirt flips up on the twirl.
My Erotic Trailalmost 18 years agoI believe that is why most southerners have a leg up in live over those living in miserable yankee land. Notice how most of them are disgruntled, they need midnight pleasure in southern nights to relieve their frustration <grin nice write
