i watched carefully
as she stroked
the petals
of the flower
in the wan light
of the moon
my breath caught
in my throat
as my eyes locked
onto the slight motion
of her fingers
gently at play
her eyes
were closed
her teeth biting
down onto
her bottom lip
as she spread it open
the nectar dripped
it’s sweet scent
calling to me
on a level
i wasn’t aware
possible
low moans
filled the room
but from her throat
or mine
i couldn’t be
quite sure
then
she dipped her finger
into the swell
of the flower
with a shuddering gasp
i longed to be that digit
she whispered
in the quiet
of the night
to me
reminding
me to breathe
playfully
asking me
to join
in this subtle dance
in a low
throaty voice
i shook my head
afraid to speak
my will
feeling very tentative
at best
as i stared
she smiled
knowing the painfulness
of abstaining
from something
i so clearly
wished to take part in
as she lay there
met my eyes
as her gardening
took a tinge of frantic
as her mouth formed
a delicious o of pleasure
Good series 🙂
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different yet the same, i like it too. thanks PC.
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The same as what?
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my normal blatherings just a bit more on the erotic side
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Well. When I open up mike ennenbach (not literally) I hope to read mike ennenbach, so I’m grateful that it sounds like you.
You and I have spoken erotically often enough even though we laugh hysterically while doing it, so, that’s like mike too 🙂
These poems are pretty too, just like mike
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aww shucks. hahahahaha
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Yummy. I love gardening. Especially when there’s someone with me.
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It is easier with helping hands
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Yes. Very much so. Plus sometimes the other person sees things I may have missed.
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That is a fact
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Absolutely wonderful!
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Glad you enjoyed Stella!
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:):)
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Your erotic poems are definitely my favourite. Definitely.
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thank you my friend. they are the ones that make me most nervous as they are the ones i feel less confident about
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No reason to feel not-confident. The raw carnality and desire is… ummm… delectable, to say the least. Please continue.
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