- Erotic Poetry
- Mementoes
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Click hereAs I clean up my life and begin anew,
I find mementoes of you.
Pictures of our first experiences together,
You in costume, having fun.
Photographs of you, all in tight denim, how I eyed you voraciously,
I find a copy of our time online, before we consummated our love,
We flirted, oh so much, even then, barely containing what we’d always felt.
I find gifts, printed promises of heightened sexual bliss and experimentation,
Tempting, teasing, sucking, fucking,
A hairclip here, a picture there.
Somewhere, behind a couch or dresser.
All, mementoes of you and our life together.
You always had the right touch,
Now so damn hard to forget and let go.
Memories and ghosts, slowly disappearing,
You fucked me with wild, unbridled passion and fervor,
Always calling out to me, without a voice.
I gave my all to you,
Exhausting everything I had to give to you.
The head has let go, but the heart is so damn reluctant to follow suit.
And always will be.
The mementoes will never let me sleep peacefully, even when I let them go….
- COMMENTS
Westlanderover 16 years agoAuthorI was cleaning up my dresser (needed to be done for a few years actually LOL), and found many things SexyJedi had given me-cards, sexual gag gifts), and my computer desk (pictures of her from the first 2 sci-fi cons I took her to, and an print-out of an IM from before we started our relationship). We were heavily flirting even then, despite us being platonic-this proves to me it was love at first sight!
