Erotic PoetryYou Greet Me at the Door NakedYOU GREET ME AT THE DOOR NAKED
we make eye contact
as hummingbirds undress me
sweat drips from
the tone of your voice
as steam rises
from your fingernails
caressing the inside of my thigh
the heartbeat of a
butterfly tickles all
my nerve endings
as your tongue
firetrucks its way
across my inner thigh
to the inferno
that’s shaped like
my cock
my hips move
in anticipation
of all my flesh
turning into the liquid
that is running out
the corner of your mouth
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