Here's how things will develop:
All alone, I'll pick you up.
No-tell motel, hotel room:
This is where you'll be consumed.
Things I plan to do to you,
Let me offer a few clues:
Sample, taste, tongue, slurp, gulp, nip
All of you, not just the tip.
Top to bottom, front to back
I'm your nymphomaniac.
Slow and steady, hard and rough
Which will cry, "Enough's enough"?
- Author: Kimberly ( Offline)
- Published: May 17th, 2023 14:34
- Comment from author about the poem: This is the first poem I have decided to share with people not in my life--you know, real people. I have been struggling with writer\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\'s block for a hot minute, but for one reason or another, this poem decided to flow from my mind to my fingers to the pen landing on the paper this morning. I am anxious/excited/nervous about posting it.
- Category: Erotic
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Comments3
You have now reset the bar and I’m hopeful I may meet a charismatic lady who confidently and comfortably shares w me a similar recitation. Longshot aside,
That is a well written communique and nice to read.
Thank you, from the bottom of my heart, thank you. I am tickled you were the first person to leave me a comment on ‘Anticipation.’ Your kind, and encouraging, words put a big-ass smile on my face, and I’m still wearing it.
I hope you are able to meet the woman you are looking for—don’t ever give up! When I tell you it can happen when you least expect it, know that I speak from experience. I honestly didn’t know I had it in me to state what I want and then follow through on getting it; put it this way: I learned last May that not only could I blatantly/openly pursue what I wanted, I am more than capable of obtaining exactly what I want as well. (May 2, 2022, turned out to be one of those days I guarantee I’ll never forget.)
Anyway, thank you for your words.
And BTW, just noticed you were born on a magical day as the announcement of that date is the first line of my very favorite song.
I dream to be in your hotel room,
If you'll try a bride, not just a groom?
I appreciate that, you're too kind.
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