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Loralei
stars are hushed, the moon is beaming
gleaming, streaming in the night
and I am thru her window, peering
peeking, peeking, is my blight.
enter in, remove my clothing
nude & fearless as a bug
stranger is as stranger does, &
danger is a mighty drug!
are you sleeping? are you dreaming
Loralei, beneath your covers?
I gently, gently move the sheets
my gaze above her beauty hovers.
hand glides lightly at her breast
exploring, with my fingertips
assault with grace her timid charms
caress her firm & torrid nips.
upon her silken mound I brush
silent, silent, in the gloom
fingers urgent at her sweetness
and rush into her petaled bloom.
my sleeping Loralei responds
a gentle rocking of her hips
and in the dark she finds her moment!
her moans are soft, her honey drips.
I rest my manhood on her lips
lower than the dirt, I am!
she draws a breath, & in it slips
she’s sucking like a babe, or lamb.
senses tortured, brain is screaming
she’s gripping, sucking, valiantly!
and I am raptured, straining, creaming
she’s found the need inside of me!
is she gagging, is she choking?
should I help or should I flee?
Loralei, smiling, smoothly swallows
smiling, sleeping, contentedly.
I take my clothes & blow a kiss
prepare to exit now, forlorn
Loralei, lovely in her sleeping…
will she remember in the morn?
Published 11th Nov 2013
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11th Nov 2013 8:45pm
11th Nov 2013 8:53pm
I'm captured by this dreamy swaying seductive encounter, oh so sly he is. Dropping sweetness into her dreams. Yes, it's a keeper, love it much*
Anonymous
11th Nov 2013 9:31pm
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12th Nov 2013 00:29am
yes. she will remember. ha. most don't realize how difficult it can be to write erotic poetry without sounding cliche. well done.
12th Nov 2013 00:42am
Anonymous
12th Nov 2013 1:27am
Mmmm....this was a dream of a poem.
Anonymous
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12th Nov 2013 1:43am
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12th Nov 2013 11:03am
was it a dream?was it reality?
and for whom?whatever...no matter...
you had the best of each other! ;)
wonderfully dreamy :)
and for whom?whatever...no matter...
you had the best of each other! ;)
wonderfully dreamy :)
13th Nov 2013 5:21am
Oh John, how do you come up with such beautiful work? My man it's always a pleasure to see you grace the dup nation with great poetic flow. God bless you my friend always...
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