- Erotic Poetry
- Danelle Today
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A plain expression,
A drab little dress like
A stylish potato sack;
Her hands held plainly before her...
Yet I surge and throb quietly,
Her soft browning flesh;
Please may I split her ope'
And eat with rich butter!
And her God, creamy steamy melt shall be
A feast to amend my Celtic blood's famine!
When the hot steam of her
Near consume me,
May I nibble her soft, inviting underarms,
And be reminded of the dust and breeze
Of farms and wildflowers;
And nuzzle the silky brush of her head,
Suck on her luscious eyes in
An uncharacteristically abstract;
To, with her heaven pillows of lips,
Smooth and caress myself, and pamper them before
Peaking my manhood betwixt!
Occasionally her earthy glance
Falls near me, which I hesitate to
Run and snatch from the air...
Would I could meet her back of
Perfect glazed meat with
Sweet fruits of eyes,
And to spoil myself utterly:
Her honeycomb voice,
Inviting me in!
