- Erotic Poetry
- Drift On A Breeze
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There’s something clear about a half rainy day.
It’s the crispness in the cool air that carries scent
Laying in bed with the window open keeps it chilly
Giving permission to stay under the covers in bed and touch myself
The spring smells like mint, reminding me of the boys in high school
Trying to be so perfectly gelled, styled and smelling right
Disguising their confused and furious lust while snapping spearmint gum
Being prey feels different now, I give myself weakness for the sake of worship
Laying in the wake of a vigorous night, an older man so stunted he felt like youth
Sore, ached, puffy bits. My fingers trace over my skin in ticklish remembrance
A cock that pounded, hands that groped, he forgot the tenderness of my breast.
Relaxed, I stroke a nipple and in joy
Drift on the scent of a breeze
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