Confessional

This has an Irish funk all over it.

Keep the windows closed for awhile 🙂

Yeah, but the door's open...  Thanks for reading, Midnight!

Girl if I was still following I'd pray. Lol.
This was so 🔥.
Well written and I can see in mind what your doing.  Love it.
Fia xoxo

I told ya it was rough.  Glad you like it, though.

Meg
xoxoxo

The holy church is not always holy. Impressive writing here. l remember the first time I heard of a priest having sex with a boy. Through the years I've heard more and more. I believe 48 hours did a show on a priest that raped a young girl in the 50's. Although your writing is just an erotic poem (and probably a fantasy for some), as they say, truth is often stranger than fiction. How many times has something like this actually happened and is still happening.

I just read another poem with a song that really disses the church and God.

Good writing, DK

Thanks, Mr. Dragon.  I'm really not into dissing the church or God, but this stuff definitely happens.  I mean, let's think about it.  What could be more seductive than listening to salacious confessions all day?

Very true. Even a priest can become corrupted hearing enough of it.

Bless me father; I have sinned… I think I have fallen in love with the devil

**The partition opens**

So, please continue...

See… I told you she is the devil… and she wants to seduce me with her beauty, intelligence, disguised as a nurse….

Oh, you're too smart for that, Sam.

At least I was raised  as C of E even though I no longer believe in god as there are too many to count and nearly all of the wars have been caused by someone claiming to have the backing. of their religion.
So I missed the open door of the catholic church and chose my way to believe in nothing that relies on faith.
Speaking of open doors you picture shows one right there
Lol
Richard

That's the kind of door you like to open, isn't it Richard?
Thanks for reading, babe!

Yes you got me there that back door always beckons
R

Girl, you’re crazy.
I think I love you…
Love this!

I've been called that more times than I can count.
I'm glad you like this.  It's a little dark for a protestant.  

Thanks for reading!  Love your comment!

Considering my general distaste for the way rhyming generally has to be forced to make a write it often falls flat in the erotic genre,

But you’ve managed to do something I never though possible,

You got my attention on a rhyming erotic piece, I even made it all the way through.

Bravo for that at the very least

The mixture of taboo and sex is done well and so I say thanks for the read

Oh, my goodness!  This piece is your initiation into 'tasteful' erotic poetry?  Well, I'm so glad that I could pop your poetic cherry, Mr. NeverMind.  I'll take it as a compliment that you made it through to the finish.  I'm honored.

Hopefully, I can surprise you even more!

Meg
xoxo

You both have sinned. I wonder if this thing sometimes happens during confession. It makes me wonder.

I'm sure it does, Billy.  Then, you have to go to the next booth and confess again... and so on, and so on.
Sometimes confession takes all day.

Thanks for reading, Billy!

I agree. It's that domino effect! 😉

Delightfully taboo.   Confessions of such a nature appear to have an instigating effect.  And to do it with such a clever rhythm.  Impressive.

Thank you, Mr. Detective!

What's BEHIND door #2

Killer last line

BIG LIKE

Door number Two?
Probably a nun.
Stick with what you know...