Love Zik-Zak

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Usual every day activities of a Mediterranean summer.
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pelegrino
pelegrino
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LEMONIA => SUMMER BLAST => ALL THAT BLUE

(style modulation)
hillside 6/8/2008

LOVE ZIK-ZAK

I love you and I loose myself in you,
and still I can't believe that you are true,
you smile, you caress my hair, my back,
in abstract waves full of love, zik-zak.

You're standing near the wall watching the sea,
we are two miles from it and can't be seen,
your nakedness only for me to see,
I go all horny back to where I've been.

Your back is turned towards me as you watch,
the olive grove bellow very quiet,
Nissaki and the trees like distant dots,
you sense all this gold afternoon delight.

I silently approach you, naked, free,
you sense me and you stand with legs apart,
you're going to be fucked watching the sea,
you're very beautiful, but also smart.

I lift your hair and kiss you white neck,
your body shivers as I touch your back,
my cock is at your cunt in a split sec,
you whisper, "baby, let me have your fuck."

You bend a little, supporting on the fence,
I enter you and softly we begin,
at first I think you feel a little tense,
but then you get all loose and take me in.

You bend a little more, spreading your cunt,
you know how to give me what I like,
I pull your heaps in my evolving brunt,
and you are nailed on my rigid spike.

You like it this way, you seem… fulfilled,
what glorious fuck, what glorious afternoon!
I'll tell you baby, I'm also as thrilled,
watching the sea while fucking it's a boon.

(style modulation)

My teeth start giving you soft nips,
you take the hint and move your hips,
my cock inside can't hold back,
following you in this zik-zak.

Your movement has become so broad,
I feel like shooting my hot load,
with my long waves flood your cunt,
by flood our potent currents shunt.

But you go left, then you go right,
you are this day, this coming night,
you have me in, you squeeze my cock,
we fuck each other while we walk.

Our love proceeds in this zik-zak,
it's you I fuck, it's me you fuck,
our lust takes all and gives it back,
even our orgasm comes zik-zak.

we reach our climax, making bets,
half right, half left, escape my jets,
you get them all in this zik-zak,
half by your skill, half by your luck.

And then we stop, get back our breath,
the olive grove, the sea, the earth,
exist again, they all come back,
it's only an out of doors sweet fuck.

The time is passing, we must wash,
then go to town stylish and posh,
maybe we'll fuck in some dark street,
after we have something to eat.

Get drunk and stone, roam in town,
nothing forbidden or withdrawn,
do what we want, get back zik-zak,
and maybe have another fuck.

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pelegrinopelegrinoover 6 years agoAuthor

Thanks, I can see your points very well and I would not normally disagree. But in this instance I will not follow your advice for various reasons. "Erotic" can only be a very subjective opinion on one hand-and on the other, I've god too many pieces like this as parts of a much bigger story LEMONIA/EDELTRAUD, that without them my whole structure collapses. Perhaps my next poem (if approved) " FORWARDING PORNOGRAPHIC VERSE" will provide a minimum of explanation.

Thanks.

AnonymousAnonymousover 6 years ago
if you could reduce this poem to only

2000 lines someone might get to the end of it...that is to say it's kinda long, and the rhyme scheme not too cool, also your descriptive language is rather vulgar without being sexy - keep it up! hard to proceed when it is flaccid.

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