- Erotic Poetry
- Dragonfly.
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The dragonfly knot,
With its inches upon inches of soft, white rope
In regular intervals up each smooth limb,
Bound my arms behind me.
Tight! like my grip on what part of him I could touch.
Firm! like his hold on my tangled hair.
It's fluid poetry-
The way he touched, kissed, loved,
The way he moved, controlled our every breath,
The way he loosened the knots and set us both free
To turn and shape – reshape – ourselves:
Face-to-face, eyes on eyes, lips against lips,
Whimpering perversed endearments,
Groaning in ecstasy,
In worship of each other
And of this beautiful, inconceivable,
Uncontrollable passion,
This unconditional devotion
This violent lust,
The crest of our very existence.
Romance at its very best
Had us crawling on wearied knees
To a bed unmade, yet cherished all the same.
One more kiss on swollen lips,
One more whisper of sincere declarations,
One more contented sigh,
Before, oh-so-gently, we fell to sweet exhaustion.
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