- Erotic Poetry
- Brown Skin
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Warm and sweet like fertile earth,
Beckoning me to lay down on the ground,
I want to feel the texture again
Of turned soil holding me to my roots.
Brown skin,
Melanin absorbing the sun.
Glistening wit moisture as I swipe my for head,
Pfweeew!
I can taste it!
Honey sweet,
The color of molasses,
Turning me on.
I can see it melding around my butterscotch waist,
Pinning me down in a playful tussle.
I can feel it calling me home,
reminding me of the richness of touch.
Brown skin goes down like a warm mango,
Picked in the afternoon.
Aroma forcing me to
taste what lies beneath the skin.
I devour this tender fruit,
Juices running down my cheek.
You smile
And say that I eat like a hungry man
Well!
That, I am!
BD
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