- Erotic Poetry
- In the Flowers of Love
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It’s not what I wanted to do
But I did it anyway
She played with the art of my mind
Then opened her heart for me to see.
One of many
She danced on the head of my pin
While Aquinas looked on from beyond
Her fingers running through her hair.
It’s not what I wanted to do
But she took my hand showing me the way
Peeling off layers toward nakedness
She lay surrounded by flowers of love.
Movement expired
But for the sound of wings in my ears
Stillness and naked body beauty intertwined
A tear formed slowly in the corner of her eye.
It’s not what I wanted to do
Her intense desire hot as a brand in fire
Softly she touched my hand to her breast
I bent, kissing her slowly from head to toe.
Opening her all
Seeing clearly what was never seen
She encircled my body with her spirit
And took me to her home in the sky.
It’s everything I wanted to do.
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