tagErotic PoetryAnticipation



I sip tea as if you are an afterthought
lying there over my lap
your buns upturned and impatient
pussy wet and wishing fullness
nipples tight against the couch

at last you feel my fingertips caressing
the womanly curves of your body
reading you skin as if braille
the kneading of full cheeks
hand steading base of neck

it's not gentleness that you crave
but the fiery heat of hand
raining down it's fury
converting ivory to magenta
and craving to orgasm

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