Our son was three and napping when you

jumped me in that way you once did,

all but raped me on that

Camberwell living-room floor,

my trousers round my ankles,

on my back while, skirt up, you

danced like a dervish on E,

grinding on my hardness, which seemed to

get deeper the wetter you got so that

when our son started

chirruping his waking and we

sped up so he wouldn’t find us we

both knew as I came hard within you,

kissed and shared a giggle and a

secret smile, that

new life had sprung between us.

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  • Annie Player  On May 25, 2011 at 10:25 pm

    Aw! Fun, cute, saucy AND entertaining! -x-

  • Charles Norton  On May 26, 2011 at 1:16 am

    Pretty personal, and borders on, well, I’m not sure, but somehow I find it one of those things that most couples will be able to identify with. ( If they will admit to it.) I think changing just a few words would put it in the acceptable range for every one. Keep in mind I know nothing about poetry.

  • Charles Norton  On May 26, 2011 at 1:17 am

    And keep in mind that I am 63 and from another time!

  • jackiedick  On May 26, 2011 at 2:08 pm

    Took a chance looking at this and found it adorable, intimate, and loving

  • Linda Munn  On May 26, 2011 at 8:54 pm

    This brought back some fond memories of when my man and I almost got caught in “the act” by our daughter. Thanks for reminding me of older memories.

  • edith  On May 29, 2011 at 9:50 am

    This is lovely . . . not just for the passion and arousal . . . but for the love and the remembering.

    This is one I shall read over and over, and share your giggles and the joy and the warmth . . . and the feelings of completion, reconfirmation, and new beginnings.


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