- Erotic Poetry
- oh, the song she sings
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Click hereoh, the song she sings
as i fill her, as we fuse into one
delicate whimper, more passion brings
delicious crescendos, melodic cry climax in song
oh, the all consuming flesh
cool and soft, then hot red beaded sweat
i have taste for it all, i drink it and never quench my thirst
flavor sweet, the petals unfold as my lips meet her sex
oh, how she touches me
draw lustlines upon muscle,
hand grip phallic thumb to guide quickly
pulls me into her deeply and mouth to hers
oh, her lips that speak with humor and grace
yet prim exterior falls pleading, "make love to me"
lips that inflame me, arouse me, take me to another place
passion giving, luscious treat, perfect art, a study in symmetry
oh, how it is all a song of her
thigh to hip, thigh to thigh, limbs entwine
no quenching of lust, my addiction is sure
glorious breast, elegant neck, all love, in her combine
- dk
- COMMENTS
jthserraabout 20 years agoerotic poem with some interesting rhyme. The visual layout of the poem looks good but seems to drag out the lines too much. If you said less perhaps the poem would say more...
jim :)
Angelineabout 20 years agoyou have some wonderful imagery with very vivid description--I love the way you've blended sights and sounds to paint a word picture. I think though that if you pruned back some--cut out nonessential language--you'd have an even better poem. :)
