you sure do know how
to paint a pretty picture
our haiku goddess
substantial objects
met with determination,
careful, dear, don't choke
gaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaack...
:>)
shove phallic symbols
into every orifice
"mayo with that, m'am?"
raining in paris
you watch the models closely
as they flaunt the wares
"i like that in blue"
you throw me a sidelong kiss
"how about you, love?"
"you know me so well"
the thought makes my nipples hard
"you decide, darling"
"yes, we'll take that one."
the model pouts her full lips
hoping you notice
your long, strong body
so relaxed in the club chair...
sexual playground
every woman there
wants to run her hands over
those sinuous lines
You rise panther-like...
i watch the eyes watching you
and smile to myself
"you change, beloved...
you'll make the dress exquisite"
wistful sighs echo
ice blue silk whispers
sensuously over me...
i gasp, overcome
"is all well, darling?'
"yes, Draughn, just a bit...dizzy"
desire drenches me
lace and silk rustle
floating toward your waiting arms
"uhnnnn, you are gorgeous"
"merci pour votre aide"
you thank them all graciously
"avec plaisir, monsieur!"
you offer your arm
we step onto the wet street
Avenue George V
passion ignites us
white block buildings strung like beads
dark archways calling
we try to resist
walking fast, our hearts pounding
the rain teases us
"i'm getting so wet"
i step into a doorway
and pull you to me
"i'm getting so hard"
your mouth covers mine roughly
our tongues entwining
hot hands wandering
caressing, coaxing, stroking
moist skin against skin
cashmere soaked, silk torn
civilized world abandoned
to the paris rain
Thank you, Kooner...you are so kind.
No, I don't make my living writing erotica, but it might be fun! Luckily, thanks to My Beloved, I can follow the standard advice to writers and write about what I know. :>)
a wonderful weave
fine threads entwined so tightly
your gift astounds me
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