- Erotic Poetry
- Breathless Metamorphosis
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I can't keep my hands still
against the cool linen sheets
instead they stretch
each finger luxuriates
catlike as they press nerves
into sensation.
I can't stop my touch
wandering closer
heat beckons fingertips
with warmth and promises
pleasurable wetness.
My metamorphosis so sudden,
from hand to tongue, the tip
twisting infinity around juicy
sustenance, served on platters
of pelvis and hip. Offered
without reservation and taking
much more.
I don't want my fingers to stop
the pressure; swollen, burst,
splash of scalding heat
over my belly and dripped
along the crease to spill
over into amazing.
- COMMENTS
JaneAustenalmost 16 years agoThis one does take your breath away ... one gets totally immersed in your sharp images and can't help but get a little shiver upon reading your carefully and perfectly selected words. An excellent read!
Anonymousalmost 17 years agoReading your poem makes me think of cracking you open and dipping you into butter, toes first. Very hot Carrie. Thank YOU (though not entirely since I'm at work and not decent enough to walk around the workplace right now).
Angelinealmost 17 years agoto write erotic poetry that is actually erotic. :D
Great precise word choice and I agree with Bill, that last line is excellent.
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