- Erotic Poetry
- HimHim
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NOTE: Nothing in this poem should be construed as condoning sex with or by persons under 18 years of age!
Him
Face aglow, fresh as a day in spring. Hints of pain.
Joyous smile shining with lack of guile.
I had met him.
Fine downy hair above lips
soft sweet curve at backbone's end, downy there too.
Swift foot, thighs of milky white.
I have kissed him..
Pulsing flag of wanton heat, face aglow with fevered need.
Honeyed juices flowing
I have touched him.
Staccato breaths, hot and fetid. Gasps and whispers, whimpers and screams. Calls to his maker for quick release. Coos of sated flesh. Whispered bits of poems and promises.
I have heard him.
Pulsing. Grasping fists, mouths gaping, bodies blossoming, ripened avenues of wanton need, gaping red and swollen.
I have filled him..
And it was evening and morning of the first day. And it was good.
- COMMENTS
Moondarknessalmost 7 years agoAs I have said, I don't leave many comments. I am not good at them. It's my disclaimer. However that said, I had to stop and leave this. I enjoyed movement, the flow of your thoughts as imagery built. Your line breaks, how simple and yet not. It creates an energy all of its own; in my humble opinion- as always. Thank you for sharing. Hope to see more of your work.
