Here is the poem I wrote this morning, still lying in bed, now in English instead of French.

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morning breath
on my secret

beneath the warm blanket
still a hint of you
you wake me

in the coffee
your mouth lingers
as if the night
had left it for me

no message yet –

i check
sip and check
sip and wait

coffee in bed
the blanket around me
all around
still warm
from your imprint

Ce poème s'intitule « Essayage » (en anglais : « Fitting »).

tu me tends de la soie —
tes doigts y restent

« tourne-toi », dis-tu.
ta voix
sur mon dos

tu murmures « belle »,
un mot
direct sur ma peau

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you hand me silk —
your fingers stay

“turn around,” you say.
your voice
on my back

you whisper “beautiful,”
a word
against my skin

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you paint the silence
between us —
until i can no longer tell
where i end and you begin

not the colours
but the spaces between
where your breath
lingers on my skin

eyes open
i unfold
the path leads
to the place where i miss you

as if you had
always been absent
in a life
i cannot recall

not just seeing
but deciphering, reading —
your paintings let me in
into your space

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maybe what i want
isn't to see you naked--
beautiful as you are--
but to hear the wicked thoughts
you keep hidden
on the tip of your tongue

maybe what i want
is the threat of a kiss
hanging in the air;
an unspoken promise
of all the many ways
you intend to love me

maybe what i want
is to build a church
out of all the kisses
your lips can muster;
a place to kneel
for your sermon

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How to scare the vicar

When you get married, the vicar will ask you which Bible readings you want. Tell them you want your readings from The Song of Solomon. This will make them perspire, as this is a book of erotic poetry. It is full of naughty bits but also some highly romantic bits. Give the vicar a moment to panic before you tell him which bits you want.

Enjoy.

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Today, Miss Flynn explains the power of “Red Heels.” Follow us for more romantic and #EroticPoetry.

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It’s #SurrealSunday, so Miss January reads a surreal and erotic poem — “The Room Where I Wait.” Please follow us — we put a lot of work into our poetry and these videos.

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Enchantment. To be used during orgasms.

I want to be wanted.
I want to be enough.
Never to be too much again.
I want you to want me – with every fiber of your being.
That you need me like air.
My greed wants...
... I want!
I want you to be mine.
My possession.
My entrusted property.
My carefully guarded treasure.
Mine.

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Good morning! Is it ever too early for a poem steeped in steam?

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As your hand
Slowly travels up
My thigh
Baby...
The chemistry
Between us
Can not be denied
You find
The right place
Then, glance up at me
With a grin
Because you know
That you're in
And baby...
It becomes
So very obvious
Can't you see
The taste
Your tongue craves
Is the taste...
Of me

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