Erotic PoetryThe LookMy God your curves are lovely
Temptress of my loins
Warm smooth skin turns into soft nipples
And plays with my eyes
The blood rushes from everywhere
Making me a hard contrast to your downy flesh...
I want to make you mine
Entranced, tracing you
I could follow your pattern forever
In and out, up and around
What I would do to caress your every curve
And the exploration would satisfy us both
The cave of intense perfection in your landscape...
I will make you mine.
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