- Erotic Poetry
- For the Love of Dick
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It’s so delicious when it’s demanding.
Oh, how it rises when it is petted.
What a lovely animal it is,
commanding my attention,
letting all the world shift out of focus.
It arches to my touch like it’s hungry.
It wants my open mouth, my face.
It clings in desperate need,
and it drips with each taunt;
I must heed its order, for it is quite big.
Ultimately, I cannot refuse its presence.
It begs for my dirtiest of kiss.
It glitters at my intentions,
and to its veins I mold my hand.
To ignore it would bring me consequence.
Why deny two when I can deny none?
And so I wrap it with lips and tits.
I allow it to enslave me,
for this faucet is my milk,
drips and drops to my quivering lips.
