My old erotic poetry
When I was lookin
Through my old erotic poetry
From a couple years ago….
I was really horny…
I wrote them to my exes
To my yesteryear crushes….
Still,
I’m a virgin
Even when
I had no men to like
I still fantasize
About fuckin….
You came along
Now I wanna sex….
I sent intimate lines
From ancient times to you
Recently….
They’re still good,
But old…..
Words do have
a magical spell
To your dick arose….
Like a charm….
I wrote these kinds
Of poems cos I wanted to
Have sex….honestly…..
We’re humans
We find ways to express our urges
And for me,
I’m a poet….
Why don’t i write my heart’s desires?
There’s nothin wrong with that….
Poets pen their horniness
Into rhymes and flow on the mic
Like voyeurs watchin mental porn
In free verses…..in haiku…..
You’re my secret voyeur
Watchin us explicitly….
You become a huskier
And my pussy drips
Writin you dirty lyrical stanzas
Is my love language….
Cos I enjoy sensual excitement
Between us…it’s so prolonged
We must keep this
Fire alone…it’s why i thought
It’s a good idea to
Share my old erotic poetry
With you
After all
I was cleanin out my google storage
To air out my space….
I’m glad I kept them…
Maybe it might turn into
A sexy book or be in a inappropriate
Literacy magazine…who knows….
🍆🐻🐰🍭🫶🏾❣️💕🌹💋♥️©️ Kai C. 12-17-25
