- Erotic Poetry
- Lust
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He stands in the sun,
His chest naked and brown,
Skin glistening in the heat.
A beautiful contrast,
His dirty hands
And his bright and lively eyes,
His mind working as fast as his body.
As he works through the day,
Muscles rippling and sweat dripping
From his brow,
I hide and watch...
Hoping he won’t see me,
Then hoping that he will,
All the while hurting
From my want for this man.
He stops for some water,
He alternates drinking
And pouring the cool liquid
Over his shoulders...
I must have him...
And I will.
I wrote this one shortly after meeting my would-be lover. I was filled with desire just from the raw masculinity that he emanated...This is what I tried to capture in this poem. I hope you enjoyed it.
