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Summer/Autumn
Summer slipped out
sometime after midnight;
Left the door
open wide…
I couldn’t convince her to stay
No matter how I tried.
Autumn arrived in elegance,
With her own
offerings of intimacy;
But my skin still tingles
from Summer’s bite,
And all the pleasures
she gave to me.
sometime after midnight;
Left the door
open wide…
I couldn’t convince her to stay
No matter how I tried.
Autumn arrived in elegance,
With her own
offerings of intimacy;
But my skin still tingles
from Summer’s bite,
And all the pleasures
she gave to me.
Published 6th Sep 2022
Author's Note
I may have posted this on HP, but I went back to see if I did, and I didn’t find it. Nonetheless, these are my words.
It’s meant to be both seasonal and sensuous, particularly for those familiar with loss.
Forgive the lack of true erotica, I’ll certainly spill out plenty more words in that arena. But this I have long labored over, and am content with it. If I have previously posted this here, please let me know so I can edit/delete as needed. Thank you for reading.
It’s meant to be both seasonal and sensuous, particularly for those familiar with loss.
Forgive the lack of true erotica, I’ll certainly spill out plenty more words in that arena. But this I have long labored over, and am content with it. If I have previously posted this here, please let me know so I can edit/delete as needed. Thank you for reading.
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6th Sep 2022 6:41am
There are no explicit words but the way you portray the seasons' departure and arrival are implicitly erotically couched. You portray summer like someone who is slipping away from your quarters after a pleasing assignation with you.
6th Sep 2022 8:35am
Simply wonderful!
Eons ago I wrote
In spite of
All the winter
Goodbyes
It’s always
The right season
Between your thighs
Just my imagination
Association
Running wild
Kind regards, Gus
Eons ago I wrote
In spite of
All the winter
Goodbyes
It’s always
The right season
Between your thighs
Just my imagination
Association
Running wild
Kind regards, Gus
6th Sep 2022 10:59am
This is a real beauty
Worth repeating if posted elsewhere
Well done !
BIG LIKE
Worth repeating if posted elsewhere
Well done !
BIG LIKE
