- Erotic Poetry
- She's A Lady
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She's a lady.
Of a certain age.
She has lived life. She will live it with continued delight.
Her divine globes are still worthy of praise.
The pathway to ecstasy between her legs is well traveled.
The lady is free.
Can be what she wants to be.
She smiles like an angel, compelling you to come in,
And she will lead you into the heavenly inferno of lust.
Try her.
Let her lead you.
Let her play you like a violin.
Are you ready
To be sent to the stable,
Well-worn and ready to rest.
For her it doesn't matter.
No matter my friend.
She wants you.
And she knows how to use you.
And be used.
Your nights together live on in restless, rapturous dreams.
Of your lady.
Your lady of sensual purity,
And utmost fidelity to carnal desire.
She has used you.
Pulled your phallus
Into the temple of the goddess.
She has allowed,
Begged you to fill her sanctuary
With a throbbing shaft of probing, pumping
Virility.
Filling her with devotional fluids of love.
Shuddering pulsations of sacred constancy
To the gods of lascivious pleasure
Seize her,
And you give her the adoration she deserves.
For being a lady.
