Erotic PoetryThe Book of Flowers. Poem:1The Book of Flowers
(This poems is the first of a series dedicated to my strong passion for her underwear ..)
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Every night,
she wears a different lace.
One with hearts,
one with flowers,
and one,
red with birds.
She tells me about their colors,
about her white pairs.
Every night,
she puts on a new lace.
She discards her old ones
-the wet and dirty ones-
which touched her private place.
Every night,
she torments me,
with a new lace.
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