Sunday, December 19, 2010

Shades Of Erotic Poetry

 Shades Of Erotic Poetry:

I found this today, (Thanks J!) By 1man, the imagery just wells up at you...
If you like, kindly leave a comment and visit Shades....

"Moisten droplets, ease past swollen lips,
Wet panties lowered,
Knees rise toward bosom,
Heated fingertips slide in slippery feminine sweat…
Desire consumes loins,
As thoughts of you rekindle the passion we shared last night,
Intertwined as one..."



V....
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1 comment:

1ManView said...

Wow, I love this poem... LOL ... I was returning your vist and found my poem, a humbling surprise... Thank you for the posting and link to my blog, I really appreciate the jester...1man...

December 19, 2010 at 12:57 PM

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