- Erotic Poetry
- Love Costs
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She does exactly as I ask to do.
She knows my every wish, each deep desire.
She truly is a perfect woman who
in bed will provide all that I require.
She calls my name, she longs to bite and scratch.
She sighs with pleasure every time I shove
myself inside her wet and willing snatch.
It’s only sex, but sometimes feels like love.
We meet up weekly - only for an hour.
We hardly talk as I pass through the door.
We suck, we fuck and then I take a shower.
I am her Joe and she’s my steady whore.
My time is up. I leave - pause just to stop
and leave her payment on the tabletop.
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