- Erotic Poetry
- Love in the Fresh Air
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Love in the Fresh Air
Author's Note: Only some of this is true.
We've always had a thing for sex outside.
The first time was down by the reservoir.
If we got caught, I think I would have died
There on my knees on the soft forest floor.
A few years later we fucked on the beach.
I gave my love a blowjob by the dune.
When people came my clothes were out of reach.
We could not hide from the light of the moon.
Last week we did it out behind the shed.
The darkness hadn't even fallen yet.
Why do I always get caught giving head?
"I'll call the cops you sickos," came the threat.
So where do I think we will do it next?
I'll let you know when I receive his text.
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