- Erotic Poetry
- Sex Too Painful
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SEX TOO PAINFUL
You speak of love while
Clenching your sheets
Many a jug we've spilled
On this tent floor
Here we have broken more than bread
In search of relief, in search of love
You pen my name in your diary
Bound in soft brown leather
But will you remember my name
When the cover is dry and cracked?
When my hair is gray and your breasts are hollow?
Sex too painful to permit entrance?
If you love me give me a token
A child that will bare my name
A warrior to protect you when I have no teeth to bite affliction
A child who will blossom into womanhood
The mother of a mighty race
When I am but dust under their feet
Stirred by the desert wind
- COMMENTS
HoneyAdoredover 8 years ago...I thoroughly enjoyed being allowed inside this head for those thought.
erectus123over 11 years agoAuthorperhaps it is the onus or anus or something? tks for taking the time out of your busy gambling routine to read this stuff and leave cryptic comments but besides reading and poker what else can you do in Vegas? oh yes, eat and shop and chase the long legged dancers/prancers/hookers! I will be in LV this week for a few days and as always I like the town and my companion loves to shop at the high spots, no $1 souvenirs for this gal. But what is romance but a furnace for burning money; I guess that is why we went off the gold standard, the ashes were too heavy! Anyway, Happy New Year and here's hoping you win the lottery or at least get to grab the gold ring off the hookers finger.....
erectus123over 11 years agoAuthorYes, that poem was an attempt to be philosophical about love and life, as opposed to the raw cock and cunt stuff that seems to be in more demand; evidently the raw stuff is used for cannon fodder (masturbation) and the serious stuff is ignored. Well, some folks like it when you give them love, other prefer green stuff and I am not referring to vegetarians; to each his own..... Perhaps there is a time and place for both.
Anonymousover 11 years agoI can tell it took deep contemplation to write this.
Ah, the mysteries of love.
*Sharing a child is perhaps one of the greatest acts of love that man could provide or truly know.
Well done.
