- Erotic Poetry
- April Showers
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When April showers, she whets my appetite
When I smell May's flowers, the incense makes me high
When April showers, she whets my appetite
When I smell May's flowers, the incense makes me high
Devour her slowly, her taste rests on my tongue
Feeling cold and lonly, until I make her cum
Her smooth flesh is wet, until I lick her dry
Her ambient orgasm I'll never forget, the feeling until I die
When April showers, the tropical waters are so warm
When I smell May's flowers, I love the scent after the freshly fucked storm
When April showers, the tropical waters are so warm
When I smell May's flowers, I love the scent after the freshly fucked storm
A psychic orgy of lust, as my brain waves collapse
Her kiss is tainted trust, and a euphoria at last
Her suicidal love, drowns me in a flood of ecstasy
A glimpse of sex above, and below inbetween gravity
Rain, rain, rain ... her love puddles in my hand
Her orgasm like water rolling over sand
Rain, rain, rain ... her love puddles in my hand
Her orgasm like water rolling over sand
