A soft-core poem

[EvilLibrarian]

I don't write very much, especially not poetry. But I was MSNing with a friend and was very turned on thinking about swimming with him. This poem is actually a cleaned-up version of our MSN conversation.

This is for Charlie and looking forward.

Swim

I want to feel your skin against mine
wrap my legs around you in the water,
swimming, swaying with the current
feeling the rhythm of the water and the earth,
moving our hips together to that rhythm
kissing, touching and being so close


nothing else exists


slide you inside me,
lift me up and down in the water on your lap,
i grind my hips against yours
start off slow, smooth and soft
every little thrust sends shivers through our bodies
pulleachotherclose
gripping grasping we quicken the pace
going a bit faster, really working up to it
little quakes inside our bodies,
getting faster and more intense
going wild, pumping , thrusting, pulling
faster and faster
energy overflows between us
like a burst of light over the horizon we cum together
a long, soul-shaking orgasm that simply proves we are a match
we collapse on each other and lock eyes, smiling, shining eyes.
share a smile, and a kiss
and swim back to shore
get dressed and walk hand in hand further down the path together

 

[TAPNDIE]

that guy probaly deserves what he got, sounds like a loser to me. he must have screwed up with you really bad! What did he do??????

 

[EvilLibrarian]

No, he is not a loser at all. He let me down and perhaps added to my already jaded view of life.

 

[Guest]

I'd like to read the jaded version.....