Erotic Poetica

you get home
from a stressful
work day and you
want to unwind
so you call me and
ask me if i'm busy
and i say no so you
say with a giggle that
you want to hear me
as you pleasure
yourself. surely
i say, not knowing
what i'm going to
say but sitting
on the couch i
hear you breathing
and begin weaving a
tale of treasure and
princesses who save
the prince and ends
up in a bed with him
and as i spin the story
you say you too and as
i talk my hand slips...

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Posted by Me on 11-09-2008 07:33:00 | Permalink | Comments

at some time
in some place
face to face
we lay on
the bed
and watch
each other
touch our
own bodies.
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Posted by Me on 10-09-2008 08:28:00 | Permalink | Comments

in a possible
future in a
very close
land we
might
be
working
at home
some day,
both in our
offices, or
maybe they're
together, yes,

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Posted by Me on 10-09-2008 03:19:00 | Permalink | Comments

a knock on
the door
out of
nowhere
and there
you are, like
in that dream and
i wish i remembered
the ones at night more
but it's the ones during
the day getting to me
inbetween bouts of
work, long bursts
of building...
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Posted by Me on 09-09-2008 23:32:00 | Permalink | Comments

coming home i saw them
through the window. it was
the middle of the day and in
the living room they played with
one another. would they stop when i
entered the house? my girlfriend wasn't
expecting me home early. now i knew why
she wasn't mad that i worked late. or
that my office mate was such an attractive
woman. they were both there. in my living room,
their hands and bodies moving together. the image
is stuck in my mind. as i opened the door i hoped
they wouldn't mind. i wanted to get mine. i wanted
to sit back and watch up close. i wanted to see and
smell and experience the two ladies in my life finally
meet and interact.

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Posted by Me on 09-09-2008 07:53:00 | Permalink | Comments

it's chilly out-
side and you lean
into me. and we
walk a block or
two and make it
back to my cur-
rent apartment.


whew. i'm a
little woozy
you say and i
invite you up
to sit for a
few and chill
to music and
my hands are
kinda shaking
as i unlock the
outside door. it's
cold, i say, and
we laugh. then
the stairs with
no end. a slow walk
as we both kinda
stumble lean into
each other for
extended periods
of time. and we
reach the top
of the steps
and i feign
being out
of breath,
breathing
heavy and
your eyes
get big
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Posted by Me on 09-09-2008 05:57:00 | Permalink | Comments