- Erotic Poetry
- Every 7 Seconds
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Oh, baby...
It’s every seven seconds (so they say,
Although I have to question that amount
Of time) do most men (each and every day,
However briefly) think and start to count
Each agonizing minute (so it seems)
Until they can fulfill their sexy dreams!
So where does that leave me? (I must confess,
It’s more like every three, or maybe two
...Or one) I find that (when I do undress
You in my mind) I cannot wait for you
To be within my reach and (of course, bare)
To trust me with your pleasure if you dare!
I blame it all on you (surprise, surprise!
If only you were not so sexy-hot!
My God!) for causing (with your mouth, your eyes,
Those gorgeous curves!) me to lust you, but not
Just every moment, also (and it’s true)
In every single way to pleasure you!
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