Erotic PoetryFirst TimeWe played this game
of Peek-a-boo.
A flash of fabric-
A flash of flesh.
Then just flesh.
My mind
to my mouth
drawn
like champaign bubbles
but warm.
My mind
to my mouth
open
Skin slides in-
exits with spit-
Skin slides in.
Exits
A breath
A rhythm I’ve never known,
Skin slides in-
Exits
A breath
With a crescendo of slurps-
the skin slides in,
holds
tight.
The salty flavor of sounds-
so loud
I spit it out
with a swallow.
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This is smart.
"The skin slides in" is the line of the week, its repetition suggesting love making, although I do wonder if you had consolidated the existing words into longer lines, would it have slowed down the love making?
I might have written "my mind to my mouth drawn out"
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