- Erotic Poetry
- The walk of Shame
Note: You can change font size, font face, and turn on dark mode by clicking the "A" icon tab in the Story Info Box.
You can temporarily switch back to a Classic Literotica® experience during our ongoing public Beta testing. Please consider leaving feedback on issues you experience or suggest improvements.
Click here
They call it the walk of shame,
but believe me they are all lame.
coz u got fucked, like you deserve
and the feelings is riding on your nerve.
It’s a victory march, a celebration of lust
A night of passion, where inhibitions were thrust
Aside, and you let yourself go
Indulging in pleasure, with someone you know
The morning after, as you make your way
To the bus stop, or the café for a bacon butty
You feel a sense of pride, not shame
For last night, you were a conqueror in the game
Maybe you’ll touch yourself to the memories
Or share the news with your friends with glee
But as you catch a glimpse of yourself in the mirror
You know that last night, you were a winner
The walk of shame? No, it’s the strut of glory
A badge of honor, a tale of lust and story
So hold your head up high, and keep on grinning
For last night, you were the one who was winning.
- COMMENTS
