- Erotic Poetry
- Not in California II
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I miss you.
I miss teeth on my nipples,
fingertips dipping
gently into damp
drawn by desire.
I miss my breath catching sharply,
yours burning my neck.
I miss hands around my waist
pulling my hips onto yours.
I miss cock stuffed cunt
deep enough to tickle
the back of my throat.
I miss your energy just fucking the hell out of mine
until the spinning of the cosmos reels
through screams that make neighbors wonder.
I miss the taste of leaked come licked
off your belly.
I miss the weight
of sated desires
drawing me toward dreams.
- COMMENTS
sexysmileabout 16 years agoeven if he didn't! Good of you to have a sense of humor about it! :)
Syndra Lynnabout 16 years agoAuthorI suppose the fact that even the man for whom this was written won't comment on it is comment enough!
Back to the drawing board...
