- Erotic Poetry
- Picasso's Aftercare
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Picasso's Aftercare, really,
Is paying lover back.
She's given herself so freely,
There's nothing she should lack.
She yields her canvas to pleasure,
Picasso's brush provides.
He has his pleasure, rest assured,
On canvas brushes glide.
When in the end the painting's done,
Entire canvas has been used.
Its former state has been undone,
And now must be infused.
He snuggles close beside his dove,
Softly caressing her.
He reaffirms undying love,
In soft rumbling whisper.
His kisses seed a trail along,
Her neck, her cheeks, her lips,
Planting thank yous in love's sweet song.
Behind her spoon his slips.
He wraps her in his arm's cacoon,
She coos in comfort's care.
Asleep she drifts with blissful tune,
Inside her lover's lair.
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