Stirred

"My first and only attempt at erotic poetry. I wrote it for a love that could not be."

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You have stirred something inside me

A feeling I almost forgot

It is an urge I try to handle

But control it I can not

It’s a need to hold your body

And press it firmly onto mine 

A need to feel your skin upon me

To make our bodies intertwine

I want to taste your lips, your earlobes

Taste every precious inch of skin

I want sample every skinfold

Explore them outside and within

To feel the texture of a nipple

Upon the softness of my tongue

Would only heighten my desire

Would make my soul erupt in song

Then I would need to find the moisture

Make sure to savour every drop

And I would worship hidden treasures

Until you’re begging me to stop

Published 10 years ago

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