- Erotic Poetry
- Princess
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Just curious, or so I thought, a simple tryst was all I sought. One long weekend should be enough to touch and taste, to quench this lust.
But now, no longer wondering, I find I want more than just a fling. I dream of her ... her scent, her taste. Each night alone seems such a waste. I’d claim her, I really would. I’d make her mine if I could.
She walks by and I cannot breathe. So fucking sweet, my vicious tease. She’d let me touch her, kiss her, fuck her. She’d give me the body that I crave. But I cannot own her, only use her, she’ll never by mine to enslave.
I want her, but I just can’t do it. It hurts so much to let her go. I watch, I wish, let my mind wander. Bi-curious? I don’t think so.
