- Erotic Poetry
- Nooner
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Hurried lover, pause and taste
what's on the tray I've proffered.
'Tis something simple, offered
to slow you down, Haste,
though graceful, makes waste
and I want you to savour
every simple nuance in flavour
of the succulent treat. Baste
my heart, (that I've kept chaste),
in savoury emotion off your tongue.
Sample this while we're yet young
and all our races not yet raced.
Hurried lover, pause and taste
this dish, that lust cooked up in haste.
- COMMENTS
Anonymousabout 19 years agoIf there is a perfect wave, this is definitely a perfect lunch..Your touch, as always, is a mix of erotic and loving passion. What a wonderful combination...more, more, more
twelveooneabout 19 years agowould it help if knocked off a number and became 12:00?
as always, very well done
as is, probably perfect
Bridget69about 19 years agoThis poem will never make me look at lunchtime quite the same way again. LOL! Nicely done!
My Erotic Taleabout 19 years agoNice poem that really covers the topic quickly all about a Nooner <grin> love your witty word play (*_*)
