Erotic Poetry

When we kiss

you can start soft and tender

even a little tentative, 

sweetly respectful.


But please

oh please

when the flames begin to lick,

when we both start to smolder,

and ignition is but an errant spark away


Please, I beg you,

make me feel it.


Pin me to you, 

force my gasp

push me off balance

devour my shuddered exhale


I want your every tastebud 

to know me


fingers biting

teeth scraping

nails rending skin


gripping hair

wrenching neck

arching back






Come on

Author's Notes/Comments: 

Originally written 7/21/14

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