Memoirs &
Erotic Poetry
As we start to fall asleep
I’m stirred by the memories,
awake in a dream
unconsciously
I begin to caress him again
And my god
it's as before;
in our madness
we slip back into the dance floor
both begging
more more more
the desire is almost painful
so full, so full
hmmmmm
delightful we indulge
Morning’s light brings restpice
as lids so heavy fall closed
bodies lay limp
from the nights healing.
by Daisy Kaye
Stir...
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….He’s all grrrs and purrrrs
he has me in a tail spin
we’ve lost all time
don’t know where we are going
until we find ourselves
caressed by the yoga mat hanging from the dinning room set
Hu….what… how’d we get here?
And I’m picked up again
in a spin, he brings me in,
we kiss, a deep passionate longing kiss,
devourous
suspended in a cloud of sweet mist…
then rattled again with a frantic mayhem
pounding
sensory over load
I drink him in
open to god to receive everything
absolute bliss kicks in
as I writhe
uncontrollably free
serpents dancing wildly within me
Grrrr...
