Dancing

Like many humans, erotic themes are seldom far from my mind, so I thought I’d try writing some. This is my first poem in a long time. Read it here: Dancing

Likely NSFW unless you have a very liberal workplace. I apologise for putting it in PDF format, but I felt a need to control the look and feel.

Here are the first two stanzas:

Dancing,
your rose pink dress enfolds you
wrapping itself
around your voluptuous body
even as I long to do.

– blink –

Dreaming,
my lips caress your brow
brush your eyelids
and drift
ever lower
to cheek
to lips
to throat.