Sweet touches.
Sweet kisses.
Sweet bliss.
Too true.
To be real.
Not love only lust.
Stupid and foolish she is.
In secret they meet.
Hurting others while doing.
Stupid and foolish as it may seem.
She wants more and gets more.
They won't stop.
They can not stop.
Sweet kisses.
Sweet touches.
Sweet bliss.
Maybe one is in love while the other is in lust.
Its still stupid and foolish after all.
But yet the rush.
Author notes
Stupid
A contest entry
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Comments
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hmmmm good poem but its not actually erotica good non the less
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I found it a little scatty in places, but I love the meaning behind the piece itself and your opening lines were nice.
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Ahh.. the sweet rush of love and lust as they mingle in our souls. True this is. Nice write. Thank you for your entry

~Krys~





