- Erotic Poetry
- Searching Something New
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You and I are drinking
rainy stormy night
tar paper shack, the ocean
flickering candlelight,
Small fire burning low
the old barrel stove
you’re wearing nothing but
a hand-me-down bathrobe,
Still in my clothes
they slowly slide away
bathrobe now on the floor
you show me the way,
The way to make love to you
the way you say you like
rain squall blows through
we hold each other tight,
Know each other well enough
as two strangers might
different times, different places
shared more than one night,
Now we’re here drinking
discussing our emotion
listening to the noise
of the raging ocean,
In the bed we fall asleep
but wake several times
half-aware we make love
several million rhymes,
Are written about moments
of ecstasy and bliss
as our bodies melt together
and again we kiss,
Morning coffee tastes
good as it could be
rain gone, ocean calm
what do we each see?
Our lover from last evening
dressing, as we view
once again a stranger
searching something new,
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