- Erotic Poetry
- Breakfast
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Awake,
she stretched then searched with hand
for comforts dependable morning stand
but,all she found was empty bed.
She turned on side and raised head.
Gone,
who knew where? Nostrils sniffed the air.
Dragging panties on bare can
She went looking for her missing man.
At last,
in the kitchen wayward found,
naked at stove hair unbound.
Sneaking behind without a sound,
she began a stealthy reacharound.
Gadzooks! Your hands are cold.
- COMMENTS
GToastover 10 years agoa zero vote
for your
bad poet
tree.
Villanelles are for those with
Functioning brainst
ems.
See? I can fuck up punctuation and spelling as well as you
Can and still
Be taken seriouslee...
ArjayEiffover 11 years agoit has a nice storytelling rhythm to it, timely in the run up to halloween. The gadzooks made me laugh
Desejoover 11 years agoLike the idea. Love that the dude has long hair, that was somewhat unexpected. Not so sure about dragging panties (sounds like a full diaper to me) . Gadzooks makes him sound like that weird space alien Gazoo that appeared in the Flintstones in the later years. Now I gotta find an episode to watch.
