I find myself lost in the sensual feel
Of leather gloves – and satin lips
As my breasts swell achingly
Into rawhide – covered fingertips
It begins a sacred odyssey
Hair and legs – spread on the floor
As you drink of my essence
I begin to “beg” for more
White teeth graze; insatiably
Upon my ivory neck
I savor every nip
I glory in each peck
Trembling – as you gently
Turn me to face the ground
I feel your whip’s caresses
Sweet lashes raining down
It is an unexpected change
From your tender touch
I want to say, “this isn’t right”
But I like it – way too much
Soft, at first you stroke the skin
Till I tremble – warm and wet
Then harder as I burn
But you’re not finished yet
With tangled fist in coiled tresses
I’m lost – in erotic extremes
And you demand surrender
As I soar in rapture’s dreams
Then as you savagely conquer
Amidst cries of lost control
I… immersed in fevered ecstasy
Confer on you, my soul!
Patricia Gibson-Little
Author notes
I don't think this is as dark as some of the others, but here it is.
Written April 30th, 2003
In a list
A contest entry
- Adults Only by kalifornia.
250 points, ended May 10, 2003, 12 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
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Thank you both very much. I can't wait until I have some time to spend looking at more of the poetry on this site.
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i loved the sensuality to this..
makes it way more erotic then the regular erotic!!! -
Groovy
Amazing. Thanks!
Kali
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