Erotic PoetryA Poem of SoftA teasing kiss on my neck
A first taste of your breath
My wanton desire at your beck,
Your call, it’s my foretold death
Take me in your steady hands
Pull my trapped lust from its shell
I can feel your body’s demands,
My breasts to rise and to swell
As the night proceeds on
My cries of pleasure away the dark
I’m only yours, until dawn
And then, forlornly, I must depart
With one last kiss goodbye
And an empty whisper of ‘why’
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