- Non-Erotic Poetry
- Sophie You Murder Me Metaphorically
Note: You can change font size, font face, and turn on dark mode by clicking the "A" icon tab in the Story Info Box.
You can temporarily switch back to a Classic Literotica® experience during our ongoing public Beta testing. Please consider leaving feedback on issues you experience or suggest improvements.
Click here
My verse is penned for Sophie Ellis-Bextor's grace,
Long legs that sweep the stage with beauty's trace.
Exquisite face, fine eyes admired,
And in her dance, drips Venus' fire.
Her arms sweep symphonies of elegance,
Her face has charms with every fleeting glance.
But in the dance, a subtle, soft critique,
Seduction of my soul you seek.
Oh, sweet Sophie, with your smile so bright,
Sparkling dances burn hot, dazzling light.
For in each step, a chance you captivate,
To chain my heart and enervate.
May your rhythms weave tales of pure delight,
My thoughts burn long most every night
- COMMENTS
Anonymous3 months agoA voice that soars, a presence that shines,
Sophie Ellis-Bextor, a pop star divine,
Her music, a blend of disco and pop,
Always gets us up to dance and bop.
With style and grace, as she takes the stage,
A talent that transcends any age,
Sophie Ellis-Bextor, a name that shines bright,
A true icon of music and light.
