- Erotic Poetry
- Sebastian El Dorado
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Sebastian El Dorado
Met him in Madrid
In a tapas bar
Wore a Bordellino hat
Small mustache
Medium height
Slender like a dancer
What type of women
do you prefer?
"Preferably alive," he answered
"no more than a half hour dead"
He wasn't fussy
In a pinch he'd settle for a man
Preferably very feminine
On occasion a stiff cock would do
"All things have their moment"
We ended up at a small restaurant
Gipsy flamenco dancers hammered
Violins, guitars staccato
We downed a canary yellow
bottle of Spanish Brandy
--Carlos Primero
"Nothing finer, liquid gold"
He took me to his home
Introduced me to his sister
"Make love to her"
I awoke
Three of us in bed
Confessed his sister was his wife
Traces of blood on the bed sheets
I was sore for three days afterwards
- COMMENTS
Angelinealmost 11 years agoa surprising poem that goes in an unexpected direction at the end. Really well written although isn't the hat a Borsalino? Just a typo, I know, but I heard of these hats because I recently read a book in which they figured. Anyway an easy 5--you really have a way with erotic poetry.
