Steam

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chickle
chickle
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A soft hand caressed my shoulder.
I turned and saw a woman I’d once kissed.
She wrapped her arm around my chest,
and pressed her cheek to mine.

Steam rose out of my teacup.

My shoulders fell under the weight of a lock of hair.


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PrisonTeacherPrisonTeacherabout 15 years ago
Quickly affective

Just right amount of the barest of imagery to tease my interest and desire for a follow-up.

TheRainManTheRainManabout 15 years ago
Nice

I enjoyed reading both your poems, and also hope you write and submit more. Intense eroticism boils just below the surface, the best place for it in a poem. Your handling of language in both poems shows much to admire. TheRainMan

vrosej10vrosej10about 15 years ago
genteel

I love this poem. It's subtly erotic, the best kind of erotic.

GuiltyPleasureGuiltyPleasureabout 15 years ago
Is tea........

.....and teacups an analogy for the female reproductive organ? It/they appear in both your poems, which BTW I like, particularly this one.<P> I see from your profile you are new to Literotica, so welcome and I look forward to more of your work.<P>

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