- Erotic Poetry
- olives
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Olives
When I am in Spain
I eat lots of olives
and feel very sexy.
As I am eating them
I can feel myself stiffen
up like an olive branch,
seduced by your complexion,
virginal and unblemished like
clitoral pearls polished smooth.
Your ovule shape excites me.
I am in love with the texture
of your drupaceous fruit so
fleshy and filled with juice,
the slickened, flexible drupes
slipping between my nibbling lips.
Sometimes I use my tongue
to pry open the pulpy pit
of your natural indehiscence,
and as I suck you into me
I feel you finally explode
like an orgasm in my mouth.
- COMMENTS
Maria2394almost 18 years agoI dont even like olives, but now, I have a curiousity about them I cannot, dare not explain.
VERY sensual poem, steve, wonderfully erotic images...
GuiltyPleasurealmost 18 years ago...with olives now. I am seeing them in a new erotic light. Thanks, steve, it was great for me. Gotta cigarette?
Tess
Anonymousalmost 18 years agoreading this. Lovely rythmn and imagery here, mentioned in today's new poem reviews
