- Erotic Poetry
- The Rose
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I was bestowed with a rose tonight
Not you, but instead a red delight
With smooth petals that slide between my fingers
Where I want your ecstasy to linger
Slowly my fingers start to travel
Travel further down the stem
To where I feel a slight rise
A slight rise in temperature
As the petals glide over my
velvet covered flesh
Ouch...
A thorn
The part of the rose that does not care
For it pierced my skin
Like that time you touched me when
And does not care that you are not there
As I walk home in the wind
To where you are not there
Not there to take the dare
The dare
The rose knew
Was that I wanted to taste you
But... that was impossible
So I substituted
The rose in place of you
The rose
With lush petals
That one by one
I ate
Slowly at my leisure
Ate them all
For you I do treasure
Treasure more than the rose
The rose that is still with me
The rose that lays silently across my left thigh
Whispering into my sex a sweet sigh
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