- Erotic Poetry
- Double Edged Heart
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I was thinking of him
When I ran into you
You with your serious eyes
saw my flush, felt my heat,
sensed my desire
You drew me into a kiss
What bliss
Was it any less real that
I was thinking of him
When our tongues
first entwined?
What eyes conceal
lies hidden in the heart
I was thinking of him
when you spoke my name
and touched my hair
with your
marvelous long fingers
I leaned into your long, hard body
thinking of him
I felt your hunger
Tasted it on you lips
Imagining his teeth,
his mouth on mine as
I yielded to you
Our bodies meshed
You so intense and thoughtful
in your taking
Did you sense a ghost in the room?
I felt him there
Longed for him
as I tried to loose myself in you
We spent ourselves in our
mid-summer passion
It was a sultry and humid afternoon
You – so loving
My mind a mess
My body a traitor
Thoughts of him lingered
as we watched the afternoon sun
play on the curtains
you knowing exactly
what not to say
After a while I dressed
and returned to my work
thinking of him
He came to me that night
in a dream
We kissed
I was thinking of you
And I ran into him
He, with those intelligent eyes
Saw my flush, felt my heat,
Sensed my desire
He drew me into a kiss
What bliss
Was it any less real
I was thinking of you
When our tongues
First entwined
What eyes conceal
Lies hidden in the heart
I was thinking of you
When he spoke my name
And touched my hair
With his
Strong hands
I leaned into his long, hard body
Thinking of you
I felt his hunger
Tasted it on his lips
Imagining your teeth
Your mouth on mine
I yielded to him
Our bodies meshed
He playful and loving
In his giving
Did he sense a shadow in the room?
I felt you there
Longed for you
As I tried to loose myself in him
We spent ourselves in our
Midnight passion
It was a sultry and humid night
Him – so loving
My mind a mess
My body a traitor
Thoughts of you lingered
As we watched the new day break
From my balcony window
Him not knowing what to say
After a while I stretched
And yawned
And returned to my sleep
Thinking of you
You stopped me on the street
This morning
On my way to work
We kissed
I was thinking of him
KMC 6/03
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