- Erotic Poetry
- My Friend Emily
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My Friend Emily
By Giselle Renarde
My friend Emily,
Hair in crimson curls,
Had those dainty fine features
I appreciate in girls.
My friend Emily
Always used to say
She looked quite alluring naked,
So come by on laundry day.
Emily the coquette.
Rounded stomach
Peeking out
Under Emmy’s
Clingy sweater,
Ample breasts
Overflow.
My friend Emily
Wrapped me in her arms,
Hugging ‘round my denim curves,
Implored with subtle charms.
My friend Emily,
In cleave of ashen breast,
Defrosted hypothermic fingers,
Let me do the rest.
Emily the tease.
Something in the
Spark, gasp,
Cunning touch,
Spoke to me.
Masked desires,
Betrayed.
My friend Emily,
Lying on the couch,
Took my frigid hand in hers,
Slipped it in a velvet pouch.
My friend Emily
Drifting into sleep,
Confessed to the proclivity
Persuading her to weep.
Nipples pinched,
Stomach raked,
Mound stroked,
Body quaked,
Cunt provoked,
Heaven waked!
My friend Emily,
First thing the next day,
Went out in search of boys to kiss
To prove she wasn’t gay.
© 2007 Giselle Renarde
- COMMENTS
Charlotte35fover 4 years ago.... doesn't it?
Sweet, hot, and with a lovely punchline.
