- Erotic Poetry
- Electronic Torture
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or Please You, Please Me
In the beginning there
was the yearning
amorphous
yawning
open
raw
soul
searches
reaches out
tentative, fraught
meaning easily lost
in doubt, in between screen
refreshes
are you there, friend?
what am I looking for?
don't know
a poem
sears
music
sings out
you speak
and I
respond
pictures
tease,
coax the
shameless
me to the fore
are you there, lust?
your voice
it reaches out
the fingers
curled around flesh
yours? mine?
surprised
I watch
I moan
I beg
I yearn
your turn, dear
more words
flow into
empty space
through sheer
frenzy
the refrain: when next?
text chases
text; cursor
flickers on
then disappears
your avatar
a beacon to
pure torture
so near
yet far
through
screen
and
wire
the refrain: when next?
and... dare we?
we meet
we fit, we
embrace
a whirl of
slippery limbs
sliding past
not sated
yet...
I remember
the mouth, the
arms, the lips
remember strength
recall the chest
the smooth neck
the scalp under
my fingers, soft hair
the shaft, so deep
so slick with me
and sweat
I breathe the heat
passion boils over
not enough time to...
I drink to you
I drink you
drink me
my love, are you there?
my dear, what next?
- COMMENTS
Piscatoralmost 4 years agoMmmm weii evocation of when virtual becomes real. Deinetly hot not tepid water?
AlwaysHungryover 8 years agoYou have a sort of theme and variations here, with the refrains, and the progression from "friend" to "lust" to "dear" to "my love". For some reason, that seems to work really well with the very short, most one- or two-word lines. And I find the stanzas in the last section to be super hot. ;-)
