No coyness
no batted lashes
just open hands
waiting for
the landing
of your skin
and hungry to
gather you
between my fingers
no teasing laughter
no empty promises
come to my lips
and find them
awaiting your
handslipsshouldersskin
not desperate
not needy
just willing
and uncensored
shameless
even proud
my body open
to you
overtly.

05/25/2002

Author's Note: my boyfriend said no one likes erotic poetry...*laughs*

Posted on 05/25/2002
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