Don Juan Tenorio Poems

Laying with you, on my bed,
Soaked in sweat, and completey spent.
Hours of love making flash through my head,
But it doesn't look like I've made a dent.
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My hands on your hips,
Bringing you in and out again.
Admiring the curvature of you back,
Your long coal black hair falling to the sides.
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Your mouth, entices.
Your eyes say yes.
Your breast swells with breath,
And I must confess.
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What is love?
I do not know, what love is.
I know what lust is.
I have never loved a woman,
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Your breasts through that filmy negligee,
The dark areolas standing out,
Against your white skin.
The firmness of your skin, around them,
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Hot torrid sex in the afternoon,
With the a.c. broken in your motel room.
Banging away making holes in the wall,
On the edge of the bed threatening to fall.
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Too many guests at your house,
When you beckoned from the stairs.
So as quietly as a mouse,
I walked off unawares.
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I can see your nipples,
Through that mesh shirt.
And your sending ripples,
To me, you little flirt.
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I have loved you,
And I can taste you on my lips.
I can smell you still,
I can taste your sweetness.
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I love the way you play the flute,
The way it goes into your mouth.
The way you pucker your lips to blow,
Your tongue swirling around it.
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