- Erotic Poetry
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Click hereI can let you drip from my lips,
let you swirl over fingertips,
curl my tongue around evasive words,
symbols in the air representing you,
or swallow you whole,
suck the final expression
to merge within.
I could share this gift,
feed you your own exclamation,
let you taste your statement
in wine and spit, if you're
brave enough to see the world
through my mind, once
and for all.
'Decisions, decisions,' you laugh
at my upturned question,
let me kneel with the menu in my eyes,
for yet a short while.
I could stay passive too,
remain a waitress at your table,
a servant at your feet,
although options might differ
in the morning.
- COMMENTS
Bill Dadaover 18 years ago'curl my tongue around evasive words'
In a lot of poems the above line would stand out. In your poem it was one of many, though it was my favorite.
