and again (an erotic poem)

*This blog contains erotic subject matter.

I’ve recently taken up erotic poetry and I’m enjoying it but I’m finding it more difficult to gauge. This is one of my lighter pieces. Let me know your thoughts, please.

I am driven by the sight of you
By thought alone
what I would do to you
given the chance
Actions speaking louder
than any given word, and
any word you have not heard

I imagine the length of your body
running hot beneath
my cooler touch, but I promise you
the heat of my convictions
Through the slippery slivers of my fingers
you would shudder in full release
a touch you have never known
a touch that sings to your past
and promises your future

My curved body, a soft sanctuary
of every known discipline
I would discipline you
I would exorcise your demons
repeatedly as needed, coming
back again
and again
and again
and again
and again

Offer me your sins
You will know redemption
as we create new reasons
for you to come
back, time and again
and again
and again
and again
and again

My strength of conviction
would rise in time to the strength
of your hardened flesh
clearly pulling you home
to me

A siren? Possibly, but for you
my song would lead you safely
to my shore, coming
back, time and again
and again
and again
and again
and again

I imagine you releasing
the warmth of my waters
relentless crashing waves
I imagine you justifying
my sanctuary, a privy few allowed to pray
I imagine you exercising
the heat from my body
demanding I abandon
the very discipline
that keeps me at bay

Coming
back, time and again
and again
and again
and again
and again

and again (an erotic poem)
Christina Schmidt, MA
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