- Erotic Poetry
- Room 215
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Click hereDevouring muted hues of chocolate flesh,
Milky browns stretched over hardened bone.
Eyes close,
fading away
the breathing vessel of scorn
lies beneath your heaving body.
One is never enough.
A shade darker, evolving women
Used, abused, gnawed and digested
Crumbled and discarded in your gutter of life.
Seeking home,
Deep in the bliss of a toasted bitches ass
Stroking your hate with each thrust of your cock.
Spreading white seed planted
deep in her muddy bottom, breeding no life.
Shattered trust, oozing from a rosebud
that slowly dies. . .
Brittle petals soaked in rat piss,
Erases the long forgotten sweet fragrance
urine soused youthful dreams.
Bister soul, leaking revenge
Raped dreams, hearts, minds and wallets.
Another candy wrapper woman
left shredded and faded
tossed in your gutter of life.
dlt © Feb. 19 2005
- COMMENTS
Anonymousabout 19 years agoYou need to bring me back now.I swung deep into this one.The words are strong and somewhat angry,truthful,devient,dark,but put together.
My Erotic Taleabout 19 years agothis one loved it <grin>
well you already got my opinion <laughing>
pissin' in the wind~ <grin>
Anonymousabout 19 years agoI don't know where to start. Some of the breaks in verse
caught me off guard, but it read well across the board.
I found the images worked and the tail doesn't piss this
southern redneck off. This is good poetry that gets me
thinking about bridges that are still being built.
