Erotic PoetryTrinity's shoulderShe reveals more than she normally would,
like a shoulder strap fallen.
For she has been hot for a while now,
my eyes follow her curves calling.
Barely naked, open to the world,
like wishing for rain over a river.
I just had to finger a touch
for she is a lover and a giver.
I embrace her scent in a summer breeze.
Her warm wetness I feel.
On the parched shoreline shoulders of
the Trinity river, kneeled.
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