- Erotic Poetry
- Over and Over
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Today we sat And we watched eachother remotely
All the time I’m wondering what did I do to deserve him?
I could hear your laughter
I could taste your booze
For a moment, I thought I could feel you
I heard your voice, and I couldn’t catch my breath
My hands tease my chest, my mouth waters
What would your hands feel like?
What if I could feel your breath in my ear?
My hands wander further down my body
Just for a fleeting moment, your tongue in my mouth
The weight of your body on top of me
Your beautiful heart beating
My breath Quickens when you enter
Over and over Love, I call your name
And when you’re breathless and saying mine
I can no longer contain myself
I am inspired
- COMMENTS
Frodov4 months agoImagination is a powerful thing. Inventive, predictive, it fills in the blanks that we can't physically see or hear or feel with bits of memory from past experiences to create amazing possibilities. When fueled by desire and longing of the heart, and curiosity, imagination can take us to places we may never have been able to go otherwise. Something else about imagination... it needs to be exercised. The more it's used, the stronger and more complete the worlds it creates become. It can be scary sometimes if you aren't prepared for the wonder and excitement. Thank you for sharing a bit of your imagination with us your readers. Perhaps it was merely a vignette... still vague enough for many that they didn't realize the journey you took, but for others it was complete enough that we felt something of what you relayed in your prose. I call for more! Bravo.
