Ok.. on my friend Jacks blog there has bean a fair amount of discussion about erotic poetry.. so I have bean thinking about that more then I maybe should lately so heres one for ya.
Visions of flowered panties
a delacate bouquet
Sights not meant for me
yet I see them every day.
Fruit on a tree
wanting to be plucked
yet if I should grab them
Eve and I will be...
banashed from eden
alone on this plight
so all I dare do is dream them
each and every night