Erotic Poetry
"Edacious," a Sweet and Incredibly Sexy Poem by Joshua Gage
Knees Up, by Sarah Bishop
You’re
bothered too much
by bulge against bone
the
way your waist
waxes, the
weight
you’ve
grown against
yourself, the
gain
in
your dress sizes,
the swell in
your silhouette.
You
forget the secrets
my fingers
fumble
about
your body,
the yearn in my breath
at
the nape of your neck,
the need of my
thumbs
massaging
your shoulders.
You fall asleep
to
my hand on your hip,
unaware of my
hunger
for
the thrum of your thighs
in my ear, the
thrust
of
your pelvis as I lick
your lips. I
long
for
you naked and naughty,
nights of
Chianti
and
candles, your curves
contoured in
lace,
seams
almost splitting
against the
surge
and
wriggle of your round
rump. Jiggle
it,
plump in my face,
as you peel your
panties
to
your ankles. Arch
against my
aching
inguen
as you grind
and engulf me,
gripping
tightly.
Tease
my tongue with
your nipples
as
you drive up
and down,
drenching
the
sheets as you shiver,
breath caught
short
between
guttural gasp
and groan. Give in
to
the quake that squeezes
your thighs and
quivers
your
senses salacious.
Spread your
naked
body
about me, your
breasts and belly
swelling
with your breath.
Don’t worry
on the way
your
figure has billowed.
Focus on the fervid,
your skin on my skin,
as we succumb to
dream.
Originally published November 2009