Poetry ~ Stolen Day ~ An Erotic Senryu Set
es…Monocle and I went at it again, Tuesday, filling the Twitter timeline with a hot stream of sexy, seductive senryus. Mine are in red, his in white…we hope you enjoy…
Stolen Day
Dewdrops glistening ♥ You left them there to catch sun ♥ between parted thighs.
You lying open ♦ that small half-smile on your lips ♦ it pulls me right back
Wrapped in warm sunlight ♥ gripped in hotter flesh, held deep ♥ coming deeper still.
Immersed in warm pools ♦ sunlight and your sweet body ♦ I should never leave.
Our private ‘sun’ day ♥ playing hookey, blocking calls ♥ “please keep doing that…”
Day of stolen time ♦ wallow, revel in your sex ♦ make you come again
Find that tender spot ♥ the one that makes you shout and ♥ hold my head so tight.
Shudders, control lost ♦ closed eyes toward sun, seeing red ♦ taste me on your tongue
My sinful craving ♥ to see iridescent arcs ♥ my primal rainbows.
I descend to you ♦ tongue a spark between your legs ♦ shocking tender nerves
sex architecture ♥ arches of spine, foot and neck ♥ perfect construction.
Built to be torn down ♦ the dust of crashing climax ♦ coats sweat-drenched bodies
Late afternoon slant ♥ of sunbeams over our flesh ♥ illuminating
Reddening light ♦ over blushed, soaked, used skin ♦ tangling yet again
Languid, now, gentle ♥ enveloping, embracing ♥ tantalization
Sliding by and on ♦ and over and in and through ♦ slow glow as sun sets
My skin translucent ♥ or your seed? Captive of lust ♥ or, rather, of you.
Last embers of light ♦ fall on our limbs intertwined ♦ joined even in dreams
~fin~
