- Erotic Poetry
- Sacred Feminine
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Caught in a web
of delicate seduction
by an alabaster beauty
with dark gothic style.
She pulls me to her,
as I look shyly away
surprised by my passion
for this charismatic woman.
She takes my hand in hers
and softly kisses my wrist
I blush “I’ve never....”
She smiles “I know.”
She moves my hand down
til I touch her intimately,
her hand covering mine.
I bite my trembling lip.
I try to pull away
afraid of my desire,
but she knows I want her
and lowers me to her bed.
She strips me slowly
of my clothes
of my objections.
congering my surrender.
Dark eyes gaze into my soul
as her soft lips capture mine.
New sensations overwhelm me
when our breasts press together.
She controls me completely
kissing me deeply,
caressing me expertly,
moans trapped in my throat.
She makes me touch her again,
fingers finding her lower lips.
Now its her turn to moan,
then we moan together.
I bury my inhibitions
in a grave marked taboo
and rejoice in the sacred feminine.
2008
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