erotica-poetry
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Feel the breath And lips on your neck, That faintest kiss Upon your soft skin, Feel the sensation And the caress, As you dream Of what comes next, What do you want What do you wish, What is it you sorely miss .
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Can you resist the touch When it fuels your lust, Where ever that touch may come from Do you feel the burn, As the body yearns, Would you succumb to it Or will you ignore and spurn, That lustful touch.
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Seen by many as just a mum Her life they viewed was so humdrum, Hubby worked a lot away The kids at school every day, And at weekends off with their friends So she was left so alone, Her son’s friends classified her Within the milf zone though, Because she still looked so good And…
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I don’t own her she is free Free to do and free to be, Because of this she comes home to me Because I don’t control her life you see, And she can be free and happy She can do whatever she believes, Makes her feel good and happy Without feeling wrong or guilty, Because…
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Those who can share who they love Because they are secure enough, In the love they have Will enjoy the best of love, And the happiest as well.
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If I kissed you gently on the lips And hesitated to pull back for a moment, In that moment of closeness would you feel the energy between us And the depth of love and passion that is within us to create, So each time I kiss you gently I will always hesitate So we can…
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We lay upon the bed talking Then you say something That makes us both laugh, So I then tickle you Because we both like acting daft, The tickles turn to kissing As we roll upon the bed, You then clamp me against you By wrapping around me both your legs, And we both know where…
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I sit in my home Waiting for you to return, I miss you so very much I miss our special love, I sit and I read my book At the clock I sometimes look, To see what time it is And I wonder when you’ll be home, I sit and sit for ages And as…
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Media focus on all the wars But we don’t want your bloody wars, Wars of terror, wars without a cause Wars for territory and religious wars But we don’t want your bloody wars, See the dead and see the maimed Leaders and armies on the rampage, All that participate can only be seen as insane…
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He loved her sighs The look in her eyes, The way she arched And used her thighs, He loved the way She would fall and rise, How hard she would ride, He loved the way she peaked The intense climaxes, She would always reap He loved how her body burned, The way she gripped And…
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