- Erotic Poetry
- Tit Fuck
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Click hereNightstand,
iridescent in vacancy flicker,
holds glistening oil dreams
that suggest unfastening
and slickness around any offer.
But you brush away persuasion,
let tubes fall to the wastebasket.
Sweat.
You want lubrication
from effort:
Palms pressing the sherbet shag,
wondering what hippie decorated
with butterscotch naugahyde.
Then a crawl through thick orange,
clinging to not-really-butter shade leather.
Sweat,
until my skin is exuberant
and cleavage beckons your slide.
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copyright d. dixon
1.6.05
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KOLKOREover 15 years agoThere is an aura of a mystical ritual given to one of the few things worth doing while we are still here...
