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EROTIC DREAM
She gently shut the bedroom door,
Then asked me, “Boy, want to see more?
I can see you are getting hot;
I’ll give your waiting eyes the lot!”
She stripped off so that I could see
Bits of her fair anatomy.
Bits I’m too polite to mention
I could see in three-dimension.
She said, “No surgeon has been paid,
I am exactly as God made!”
They sent a signal to my crutch
As she said, “I crave for YOUR touch.”
“Are you conscious, on your own side,
Of a need not to be denied?
Let’s not be hung up about sin –
The ONLY way for YOU is IN!”
With that sultry invitation,
I fell into fornication.
Into her hands I let me take…
Then with a moan I came..awake.
In vain around the room I peer,
But no naked beauty is here,
And the psycho-sexual heat
Has left a seed-stain on my sheet.
Then asked me, “Boy, want to see more?
I can see you are getting hot;
I’ll give your waiting eyes the lot!”
She stripped off so that I could see
Bits of her fair anatomy.
Bits I’m too polite to mention
I could see in three-dimension.
She said, “No surgeon has been paid,
I am exactly as God made!”
They sent a signal to my crutch
As she said, “I crave for YOUR touch.”
“Are you conscious, on your own side,
Of a need not to be denied?
Let’s not be hung up about sin –
The ONLY way for YOU is IN!”
With that sultry invitation,
I fell into fornication.
Into her hands I let me take…
Then with a moan I came..awake.
In vain around the room I peer,
But no naked beauty is here,
And the psycho-sexual heat
Has left a seed-stain on my sheet.
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