- Erotic Poetry
- My Green Thumb
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In the garden, at your feet
I sowed the seeds of desire
Worshipping at the altar of longing, Heaven
Opened to me with every look,
Every touch, every breath
Yearning I reached outward,
The tips of my fingers straining
Ever forward.
Grazing a slender path along your thigh,
Moving past barriers of clothing,
Blocking passage on high
Plundering the secret passage within
I crept to you, lifting
Those folds, so soft, airy
Breathing a passionate sigh on the wind
My face I buried within the moistness of you
Tasting the scent so powerful,
So binding that I declare myself a slave to your
Bidding.
My fingers,
seeking thy tender Folds
Plunge deeper, and deeper yet again
Your hands, against my skull
Pressing, grinding
Fingers entertwining, pulling me forward
Ever deeper. I become one with your
Desire.
Our clothes shed quickly,
Revealing one to the other
And, like a puzzle we fit together
beginning the border and rapidly,
Ever rapidly, filling the center
Moving against me, your breath
Quickens.
Burning desire, your teeth
Nipping my ear.
Shuddering together,
A tidal wave of emotion,
Pouring, flowing to spill
Unheeded against the breakers of your shore.
