- Erotic Poetry
- The Watcher
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The Watcher
The watcher sat quietly,
two lovers were starting to play,
soft kisses, murmured words.
He shifted when her breasts appeared.
Soft, supple; nipples erect.
Her lover sucked, teased, and nibbled;
The watcher just watched.
As their clothes littered the floor,
bodies writhing, sweating,
the watcher was still.
As her mate licked her sex,
her cries rose, her hips rocked,
the watcher took a still,
'Click'
When she took him orally,
laving and sucking with lust,
the watcher took another,
'Click'
When he mounted her,
Ankles by his ears,
taking her harshly,
The watcher leaned,
hoping for a better view.
The lovers played,
for time unmarked,
til exhausted, spent,
reeking of sweat and sex.
The watcher stiffly stood,
taking his wife's hand,
and bid her lover 'Good Night'.
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