- Erotic Poetry
- I Have Touched Myself...
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I've touched myself in many ways,
In every room, on every day.
From kitchen to car, and even on trains,
I've explored my body, without any restraints.
On floors and sofas, in armchairs too,
I've found pleasure in all that I do.
From stairs to bathrooms, and even outside,
I've had some fun, with nothing to hide.
In fields and parks, and forests so green,
I've let go of inhibitions, and let out a scream.
In cars and changing rooms, and even a pool,
I've explored my desires, without any rule.
From Skype to chat rooms, and movies galore,
I've found ways to please, and so much more.
With partners watching, or all alone,
I've made myself feel, in ways not known.
With vibrators and dildos, and even a brush,
I've found new sensations, without any rush.
From carrots to bottles, and even a hammer,
I've found what I like, without any clamor.
From tears to laughter, and anger too,
I've found release, in all that I do.
On birthdays and holidays, and even today,
I'll continue to explore, in every way.
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