Wet Dreams  

alwaysgiggling 48M/44F
8 posts
8/11/2005 7:18 pm

Last Read:
3/5/2006 9:27 pm

Wet Dreams


Rose petals float
On my water's surround
He enters with a look
That needs no sound

He kneels
On the bathroom floor
Hand follows
Minds tour

Sweet fragrance
Delicious thought
Such passion
From the heart

Hand follows
Bathtub edge
Through petals
Satinlike wedge

The water's heat
Does not compare
Fingers destination
Neither here or there

For, he's awake
As the sun shines down
It finds him through the window
As his 'head' pounds

Curvy38DDD 46F

8/12/2005 7:29 am

hey this very good...very sensual!


BIHotandPlayful 59M/45F
107 posts
8/14/2005 11:44 am

Great writing, nice to know there's a sense of passion in the poetry.


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