Biography of Erica Francis
She writes for pleasure, not for punctuation.
Erica Francis Poems
Put On A Happy Face
I'm happy for you my dear I put on my happy face
Mother May I
Mother may I throw food around because I am contrary as an infant?
In All Honesty
In all honesty today has been something out of the ordinary.
It is true: My husband has never taken out
Anatomy Of A Blowjob.
Sleep well, my friend. Although we've never met. Sleep well, my friend. You did what you needed to do.
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Your eyes are the colour of water but it is completely frozen over and there is no way into your vision unless I somehow warm you up first
I Saw You Naked
I saw you naked outside my window you looked cold
Whore Wearing Knickers
She strutted about in her knickers yelling maledictions at the passers-by not caring who would be offended by such a crude inturpretation
Kind Paris under my feet. The clack of heels
From A Petrol Station
'The shareef don't like it, rockin' the Casbah' Sang my phone.
'I'M Sorry, My Face Is Stuck Between Som...
A late night wandering with a new friend and an old looking for a girl who seemed to have lost her way.
I'M Sorry, Sir
I'm sorry, Sir. That I cannot do.
How beautiful is the morning, when the sun rapes the darkness
I'Ve Been Told
I've been told
I have a problem
when it comes to
I don't think
it's much of a problem
I'm good at it,
and I like the fish
I've hooked today.