- Erotic Poetry
- Remembering
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Click hereI don’t think I told you.
It took me a week to recover
from our last encounter.
The feeling of your lips
Lingered
For days upon days.
My collar bones
Were bruised
My shirt resting on them
Hurt.
And that hurt reminded me
Of your lips
And the moans you coaxed from mine.
It turned me on.
I could not help but
Remember
You
The only man
To bring me to
Orgasm
With just your lips.
On my neck
My breasts
My clavicles
How talented you are.
- COMMENTS
LeBrozover 16 years agoSimple uncomplicated eroticism without resting on crude vulgarities that sometimes seems so prevalent.
champagne1982over 16 years agoThis is great eroticism. One objection, though. Wouldn't collar or shoulder have worked better than the clinical "clavicle"?
