I sat down to write an erotic poem
About a night long ago
In a town called Ensenada
And instead of heat and juicy prose
All I could do was giggle
Get a hold on yourself I thought
You used to be able to do this well
But I’m afraid I no longer have
An erotic bone in my body
And what I really want to know
Is who took it
Where did it go
That erotic bone, I no longer have
That used to spur some heat
Is gone and I haven’t a clue
Where it went
And to who
Or whom
Whichever the case may be
Did I loan it out or give it away
If I did I want it back
For I haven’t an erotic bone in my body
And I really miss it so
I didn’t even know a woman had one
That erotic ‘bone’
So to speak
But now that its gone I know it was there
Please won’t you send it back home
Where it’s been I just don’t care
karla, when i try to write erotica, it starts out okay and then i start to feel silly and self conscious and think...i can't say that and you are right if it doesn't end up silly, it gets really ugly. i think i will create a new person on a.d. that no one knows as me and then i can write anything i want....oh wait...i did that one already didn't I? oh well
Thnx sister Sue for this very humorous piece. BTW I want to know if I have an erotic bone. But will not even find out until I can be finally complete in body and soul. That goal is finally in sight now, as I am going back to work. I have passed my stress teast, but the ultrasound didn't show any erotic bone. Hmmmmm I wonder if it is something you get from someone else. Oh well, whatever. And you know what too tho? I wonder if we don't have this erotic bone, are we destined to be always alone? Thnx for sharing sis, this is wonderful. May the Lord Jesus bless you, and those whom you love, and be with you always, and at your side constantly. With much love in my heart, stubborn to a fault, joy to the world, peace on earth, & ((((((((((MANY WONDERFUL SISTERLY HUGGGGSSSS)))))))))), your little terrified sister, Barbie
"If I have to be this girl in me, Then I may as well be."
lol Sue! It will be like that dog that took a walk months ago...you'll open the door one morning and there he'll be on your top step, with no way of getting an explanation on where he's been. And for some reason you'll be so happy he's back, that it won't seem to matter much!
Great write Sue!
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LOL--you're a mess!! Love this write--I try to write erotica, and it comes out ugleeeeeeeeeeeee!
(((HUGS))) and love, Karla. :(
Reindeer
"If I have to be this girl in me, Then I may as well be."
Love Tinka
Great write Sue!
Lisa
Makes ya wonder.
Enjoyed it.
-A.