- Erotic Poetry
- Surfer Girl
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Heavy cleavage on top of me,
Her slender body moving heavenly,
Long fingered hands pressed to the wave’s chest,
Wicked arms locked as she rides to the crest,
Ride that wave girl ride that wave,
Ride that wave of passion,
Ride that wave girl ride that wave,
After your own fashion.
She plunges down to the heart of the surge,
For her own lost ecstasy,
In exhilaration -sense of sensation,
Then she rides to the crest again,
Ride that wave babe ride that wave,
Ride that wave of passion,
Ride that wave babe ride that wave,
After your own fashion.
She works that wave for all it is worth,
Falling back eyes to the sky,
Leaning forward orbs to the deep,
Side to side she rides with lids closed tight.
Ride that wave lady ride that wave,
Ride that wave of passion,
Ride that wave lady ride that wave,
After your own fashion.
Her sweat mixed with sultry mist of wetness,
The spray of tumuli tossed with no thought of cost,
She comes to shore and lays her board to rest,
My surfer girl asleep with fatigued comeliness.
- COMMENTS
Anonymousalmost 15 years agoand I know you am, and very sexy, you and the poem. What can a young girl do to an older man? Anything she wants ;)
duddle146about 17 years agoSurfer girl engaging in a little erotic activity ~ riding the waves.
