Erotic PoetryBow TieWearing my bow tie
nothing more
your dress has fallen
to the floor,
Your thong is hung
on the bed post
we click our glasses
recite a toast,
"...to good friends...", we
sip Champagne
make sultry love
as it starts to rain …
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