Sex, erotic poetry, Kink Volume Two Z.P. Phillips Sex, erotic poetry, Kink Volume Two Z.P. Phillips

Roses Are Red…

Roses are red
Violets are blue
I’m using my hand
But I’m thinking of you

I’m taking my time
Moving slow
Touching softly
I’m starting to grow

I’m thinking of you
In my favourite pose
I’m getting faster
I’m coming close

A highlight reel
Of you and me
Flashes through my mind
As I achieve ecstasy

Now I sit
With myself in hand
Getting some tissues
Unable to stand

I share this intimacy
Right now with you
Hoping that the next time
My one will instead be our two

 

Roses are red
Violets are blue
I’m using my hand
But I’m thinking of you

I’m taking my time
Moving slow
Touching softly
I’m starting to grow

I’m thinking of you
In my favourite pose
I’m getting faster
I’m coming close

A highlight reel
Of you and me
Flashes through my mind
As I achieve ecstasy

Now I sit
With myself in hand
Getting some tissues
Unable to stand

I share this intimacy
Right now with you
Hoping that the next time
My one will instead be our two


 
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KINK, erotic poetry, Sex Z.P. Phillips KINK, erotic poetry, Sex Z.P. Phillips

Say Yes

I won’t chase you.
I don’t play games.
I speak clearly.
I will tell you what I want.

Then I will wait
for you to decide.

To open up.
To flirt.
To play.
To submit.
To follow.
To let me in.

I will wait for you
to say yes.

 

I won’t chase you.
I don’t play games.
I speak clearly.
I will tell you what I want.

Then I will wait
for you to decide.

To open up.
To flirt.
To play.
To submit.
To follow.
To let me in.

I will wait for you
to say yes.


 
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