Poem - 28 April 2018, 17:17

Satin Thighways

Her belly's so smooth
As it is sweet
Traversing it's curves
As if they are streets

I get the green light..
Down Belly Button Way
Go left or go right
On Satin Thighways

Approaching the merge
I swerve toward the left
She's right on the verge
My hand nears her cleft

She wiggles and squirms
Then shrills with delight
I hold the wheel Firm
And drive through the night.

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Erotic

Poetry Genre:

Erotic

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Passion

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Dean Kuch28 April 2018, 17:25

❝She wiggles and squirms..Then shrills with delight
I hold the wheel Firm
And drive through the night.❞ ... → One would have to be completely daft not to see the sexual innuendo and connotations here, Bill, heh-heh.

Radar Love
Golden Earring
I've been drivin' all night, my hand's wet on the wheel
There's a voice in my head that drives my heel
It's my baby callin', says I need you here
And it's a half past four and I'm shiftin' gear
When she is lonely and the longing gets too much
She sends a cable comin' in from above
Don't need no phone at all
We've got a thing that's called radar love
We've got a wave in the air ... radar love

Loved this one.
Keep 'em comin'.
~Dean Kuch

Bill MacEachern28 April 2018, 17:59

Thank you Dean, yes, no subtleties here my friend, though inspired by one beautiful lady!