- Erotic Poetry
- Where Your Hands Are
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Put-out
Give in
Give it up
Give a push
Take the lust
And make it ego
Ego to egg me on
Going farther than
Ever before, because
Limits and resists are fun
All about the tease and taunt
I want you while you’re wanting me
But all I want is this, hot sweaty kinky
Thrusting faster, further, ferocious breath
Gnawing and gnashing on small bits of flesh
Some caught between your teeth and tongue
The gasp lets go, and it starts to slow
Still panting, melt into limp limbs
Splayed legs, tangled heart beats
Begin to slow, still a quiver
And eventually it’s
Time to stop
Pull out
Spoon
With
Your
Hand
Right
About
Here
- COMMENTS
Anonymousabout 14 years agoi was a bit disappointed that the formatting didn't quite hold up to getting posted. it should look more like a side-view of a breast.
KOLKOREalmost 17 years agoI know, you got the relations between the length of the lines and the stage of the sexual arousal all going on up then down. It sounds like a neat idea. I actually kind of enjoyed the content itself and the graphics of the lines was reminding me of the output of a cardiogram and therefore was kind of distracting from the content. So, the truth for me is that I prefer ‘straight’ poems with no paintings by the lines but that's just me. Still I liked it quite a bit.
gradprofalmost 17 years agoThis poem, to me, flowed and breathed like an orgasm. The rising tension built in intensity. I could feel it drawing out and growing more frantic as the shape of the poem widened. I also felt the air whoosh out of me after the peak hit. The falling action felt like a genuine release of tension. Very nice job!
