- Erotic Poetry
- Concrete Dreamer
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When I walked across the hot concrete, hard beneath my feet.
I thought of you.
When I thought about this summer, sweaty yet sweet.
I thought of you.
Tragically, I couldn’t stop myself.
I constantly thought of you.
Even, when I tried NOT to think at all.
I still thought of you.
When I closed my eyes I thought of you.
And when I opened my eyes I thought of you.
Whenever I hear those sexy songs on the radio,
I thought of you.
While I checked my e-mail today,
I thought of you.
As I said, “GOODNIGHT” to the full "HUNTERS" moon.
I thought of you.
When I slipped beneath the smoothness of my satin sheets;
Totally giving into my erotic fantasies...
I thought of you.
And as I thought of you, I touched myself.
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