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Erotica
Erotica what is it? I’m not sure what it means Is it something for sensual pleasure? Or is it something in my dreams? Is it perspiration glistening on a manly chest? Or is when I have rivulets of perspiration, running between my breasts? Is it lying on a beach somewhere when our bodies meet as one? With waves crashing rhythmically, a thrust with every one? Is it when he runs his hand up and down my body, with such a careful touch? Hardly touching my skin at all, but it still seems to burn so much. The glistening of thigh beneath a dress, that catches the eye just briefly. Or the décolleté so smooth and soft his lips caress so sweetly. Lying on the riverside this handsome bloke of mine Regaining control of gasping breath, with tingles down the spine. The dampness I feel on his back as my arms do surround The holding of breath, just for a while as we lay down on the ground. The tenderness and trembling, I can feel the weight of him But he is not heavy, and I welcome the feel of skin. The six pack stomach so smooth and tanned The cupping of my breast in his large hands The sweet caress that sets me on fire The look in his eyes strong with desire The turn of a page, I want to see more When will it be my turn this man to adore?
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