- Erotic Poetry
- Honey
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The low lights
flatter anyone, skin
softening to honey
eyes sparkle
lips, bitten
ripen to pulse
in marked time
with the beat of fingers
on a thigh.
She is only so close,
smelling her, hot
leaving you feeling for the cold
of winter sheets.
She moves her hips and sways
to invite your trespass, slow
slow
the sound of her toes
on the wood stage
muffled, hungry eyes foreshadow
the dollar bill.
Leaning in, close closer closest
heat and honey, swell
and spill onto you, sticky with want
the coveting of her
only
real.
And when she is gone, hair
spilling forward over her
black tipped eyes, you
wonder if the sweet
on your tongue
was hers,
or just your wishful
thinking.
