Erotic Poetry
"Soft" an erotic poem by Annie Player
Slender by Igor Vasiliadis
Feeling sharp silver scraping my thighs,
Watching your face as you wait for my cries.
Try drowning your faults in my own salt-sin blood
As it pours violently down my weak, skinny bod.
Open my flesh and crawl inside,
Rip outside my indoors, blissfully I’ll whine
As I laugh at your placid, polite soft touch,
Throw in your fist so I buckle up.
Originally published May 2011