- Erotic Poetry
- Wine with Water
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Click hereOnce or twice, the wondrous
gush of her orgasm would be darker,
hotter, my probing penis having
hastened her flow, the
egg that got away smearing its
red yolk onto my groin, the sheets, her
rouging cheeks, as if I would mind her
fertility, her womanhood, as if I
wouldn't drink a little
wine with her water and
be no worse for it.
- COMMENTS
twelveooneover 10 years agoreally don't think anybody else could have gotten away with those two words. the rest you are wicked with your words, in ways never quite expected, a shame, it is one the defining arts of poetry. sometimes i wonder what everybody else is looking at.
todski28over 10 years agoHandling of a taboo topic.
I am no technical poetry guy, but I enjoyed the smiths flow of
The sheets,
her rouging cheeks
Also the w's in the final three lines work wonders
