- Erotic Poetry
- Not her Heart, But her "Heart"
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I don’t want her Heart.
Hearts can poison,
Stangle,
Leave you gasping for air.
Hearts lie.
I want her “Heart”.
The center of her.
The very core of her being.
The “Heart” that throbs when the touch is just right.
The “Heart” that grinds slowly,
Seductively.
This “Heart” can never lie
Her Heart says, Love me.
Then she leaves me.
Her “Heart” says, Love me.
I take her to a place she’s never been.
Seductively.
The center of her,
She’s never gone that far.
The very core of her being,
She didn’t think there was any more to her.
To the place that throbs when the touch is just right.
Right to her “Heart”
The blood rushes,
The hips grind,
The moans are superb
At her the very center of her “Heart”
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