- Erotic Poetry
- Sonnet Two
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You walk into the living room to flirt
In only a pajama top undone.
You say hello and button up your shirt,
And I am overcome with need for fun.
I know my eyes have given me away,
Because they’re focused firmly on your cock
Which peeks from ’neath your shirt and wants to play.
It grows before me harder than a rock.
I force myself to look into your eyes
Which smile and laugh at knowing my desire:
That fleshy rod that juts out from your thighs
Is telling me it wants to light my fire.
Tonight you are the one who strikes the match;
So come and pull these jeans down off my snatch.
- COMMENTS
chthonicjourneysover 1 year agoThat just "set's the night on fire." So much poetic heat builds up coalescing and flooding into the single monosyllabic word "snatch." So utterly yummy.
ImaginaryLover62over 1 year agoI liked it very much ... Especially the allusion to 'Light My Fire' ...
