- Erotic Poetry
- Sitting alone...
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Sitting alone...
I sit in the dark early morning fondling flesh between my legs,
Think of some living phallic to warm my cold existence...
Licking my fingers I add more wetness to my tight hole that begs;
For some sweet long visitor without my need for pretense.
I fondle my breast, I squeeze my ass with my hands,
I kiss my hand with fingers meant to look or feel as lips...
I imagine some man like vampire kissing on bent Knees a mouth below as I stand:
My hand in his hair, his nose rubs against my clit, he grabs my hips...
I sit with my legs bent, wide open to welcome him on my back,
He needn't be in love- just have that wanton need to dive into my deep sea...
See it would be nice to feel as a woman without sexual lack,
Than sitting in the dark - tasting from my own pot of milk and honey...
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