Erotic PoetrySon's HaikuI haven't attempted any poetry since high school. These lines popped into my head, unbidden, at 4 in the morning. I wrote quickly so as not to lose the thoughts.
The verses should in no way be construed as implying or actually describing underage (under 18 years of age sex.
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Door opens at midnight
You slip under the blanket
Father musn't know
Moist breath warms my ear
Red scratches are on my back
I love you, mother
Shouting is over
I can't believe you chose me
An open door waits
Duvet thrown aside
My tongue finds your other lips
Happy Mother's Day
Vacant eyes, hands shake
Memories are faded mist
We once had one bed
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