- Erotic Poetry
- The Things I Miss
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The things i miss; a hug, a kiss,
Me fulfilling your naughtiest wish.
The gentle touch, the urgent grasps,
Smouldering kisses, breathless gasps.
Our bodies pressed as we caress,
Our burning skin as we undress.
My roaming hands giving you a tease,
Your loud demands and whispered please.
The musky scent as i smell your hair,
The smell of sex ripe in the air.
Silky, satiny smooth, the feel of your skin,
On the outside and hidden within.
The way you look, moan and shout,
When i lick your body and eat you out.
The way you shiver, how it gets you hot,
When i rub your clit, when i hit the spot.
When i enter you, your gasps and sighs,
When i fuck you hard, your impassioned cries.
When you grab my hair, pull me deeper still,
And I keep from coming through an effort of will.
The moans and sighs, the passionate cries,
The lustful looks from drunk bedroom eyes.
The things i miss; your hugs, your kiss.
Your embrace wherein i found my bliss.
