- Erotic Poetry
- Men in the Locker Room
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The men in the locker room,
among the sweating skin,
the clothes that peel off,
amongst this dirtiest of din.
They chatter of tits,
and cup their palms to size:
“Pink nipples like petals,”
one spoke, and then he sighed.
They chatter of pussy,
O, how the folds are so wet:
“Slick like a rainy leaf,”
one spoke, and he petted his words
with enthusiasm to emphasize.
The chatter of fucking,
how tight she was last night:
“A piece of ass like no one else,”
one spoke, and paused to realize.
A chatter of tightness,
O, how her firmness stays:
“Sweet and all mine,”
one spoke, beginning to harden;
(Teardrops from the lower eye).
The men in the locker room,
among the sweating skin,
the clothes that peel off,
amongst this dirtiest of din.
