- Erotic Poetry
- Tracings
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As I lay there with my eyes closed,
my fingertips softly
trace the world upon your body.
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The light tan of a desert sand is
on your wavy side.
On your back,
the deepest velvety blue of night,
and the aroma of mountain flowers
trails down below your shoulders.
Rhythmic waves gently lap
softly down your spine,
breaking upon a gentle white beach.
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The silvery moon tracks a trail down,
and to the edge of your sides,
coming back up to your stomach,
ending in a tiny crescent shadows
below your taut perky breasts,
where it pauses.
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To begin its trek back,
The tiny sparkling stars
stand quiet and still
upon your shoulders,
as the sun starts to,
rise upon your smooth hip.
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The calm blue waters are,
in the hollow of your throat,
"The entire world," you whisper,
"is in your hand on me."
@-;-
I whisper “You are my universe”,
and I am comfortably at home,
between your beautiful sandy shores.
- COMMENTS
Anonymousalmost 19 years agobut I found the decorated breaks a distraction. I would have like to read it unadorned. Never the less, it pleases me, thanks.
Tess
