- Erotic Poetry
- I breathe
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Flesh meets, I breathe
A hand moves to thigh,
You whisper intentions,
I grow damp all the while,
Your teeth on my skin,
A finger slides in,
I breathe, I sigh
- COMMENTS
erectus123about 6 years agothat poetry should be stripped of all but what is needed., what is essential. I think this a fine example of why baroque poetry is out of style and Stormy Daniels is still stripping. Sometimes and most times, too much is too much and less is better. I think this is a fine piece of work. Damn, I talk too much, I could have said 'Great' , now too late.
60andstillcookinabout 6 years agoI hate to use an old cliche but sometimes more is less, very nice, for as few words there are in the poem, the thoughts it stirs in the imagination are quite a few.
Anonymousabout 6 years agointeresting read, but feels more unsaid than said.
