Erotica
EROTICA
In her straight back chair
A lonely women sits
Munching on a pear
Her memory struck with blitz
The first boy she kissed
Has flashed into her mind
The hidden rosy tryst
His lips with heat refined
Her quickened pen flew
Her breath was moist and hot
Desire gently grew
and dinner was forgot
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