From here
My heartbeat is heavy,
my hands are sweaty,
every time you are this near.
Where are we heading from here?
Your body pressed against mine,
slowly the tingling up my spine,
the beauty of those eyes,
my hands moving over your thighs.
Where is this heading my dear?
whisper the answer in my ear.
The cleavage of your breasts,
against my chest their pressed.
Where? Where from here?
please tell me my dear.
The softness of your lips kissed,
these moments for I exist,
holding you tightly near.
Where do we go from here?
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Author:
Maplespal (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: December 1st, 2024 08:28
- Comment from author about the poem: As a reader take it wherever you want. Me, I liked when she ended by looking in my eyes, telling me she loves me, and walking away. I loved those little checks that she did to verify she still turned me on.
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Comments3
Sexy and erotic, romantic, and sensual. Where else can we go from here? A love poem, indeed
A enjoyable read, thank you
Awesome write
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