- Erotic Poetry
- Sick
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Click hereOn the outside everything’s nice
Nice house, great location
Nice husband, harder worker
Nice life, suburban bliss
So fucking nice, it makes me sick
Keep smiling, isn’t this what you want?
Keep pretending, no one can tell
Keep control, don't give in to desire
Keep living the lie, the truth is too disgusting
So fucking disgusting, it makes me sick
He's inside me, I'm thinking of someone else
He's so gentle, I wish he would spank me
He loves me, I crave passion and lust
He thinks he knows me, such a kinky wife
So fucking kinky, it would make him sick
On the inside everything’s dark
Dreams of sex, with barely legal young boys
Dreams of bondage, with my willing slave
Dreams of domination, take me Master
So fucking slutty, I must be sick
- COMMENTS
AnaLeePleasuredabout 17 years agoSuppressing it is abnormal but feeling it is self-revealing. You getting to know you and realising that you NEED more...
Amyfriendabout 17 years agois like a box of chocolates, you never know what you're gonna get.
(Forrest Gump)
Anonymousover 17 years agoYou've expressed a very common sentiment in this poem!
Wonderfully written...!
Keep it up!
My Erotic Trailover 17 years agoI think not <grin... we all have fantasy's and many times the dream is more fullfilling than reality but... sick? I think not <grin liked your poem... food for thought (~_~) nice write
