I'v read a nice "Erotic Poem" in the past but it was not completed,so i decided to finish it
And it's called "Your Body"
---Your body is not my pommel horse
nor my Olympic pool or diving board.
---Your body is not my personal Internet
channel nor my timeline,
nor my warm Apollo spotlight.
---Your body is not my award
gala.
---Your body is not my game
preseason or playoffs
---Your body is not my political party
convention.(and from here is what i added and found in other poem that i like )
---Your body is not
my front-line or my war’s theatre
---Your body is not my time
trial.
---Your body is not my entrance
exam or naturalization interview.
---I am a citizen of this skin that
alone and yours is not to be
passed nor won.
---What is done
when we let our bodies sharpen
the graphite of each other’s bodies
---Is not my test, not my solo
show.
---One day I’ll learn.
---I’ll prove
---I know how to lie with you without
anticipating the scorecards of your eyes,
---How I might merely abide we two
---Unseated, equidistant from the wings
in a beating black box, all stage.
I'm not an expert,and yes,i didn't maked it all myself i needed some help,but this is what i'v got,Hope you'll enjoy
And it's called "Your Body"
Your Body
---Your body is not my pommel horse
nor my Olympic pool or diving board.
---Your body is not my personal Internet
channel nor my timeline,
nor my warm Apollo spotlight.
---Your body is not my award
gala.
---Your body is not my game
preseason or playoffs
---Your body is not my political party
convention.(and from here is what i added and found in other poem that i like )
---Your body is not
my front-line or my war’s theatre
---Your body is not my time
trial.
---Your body is not my entrance
exam or naturalization interview.
---I am a citizen of this skin that
alone and yours is not to be
passed nor won.
---What is done
when we let our bodies sharpen
the graphite of each other’s bodies
---Is not my test, not my solo
show.
---One day I’ll learn.
---I’ll prove
---I know how to lie with you without
anticipating the scorecards of your eyes,
---How I might merely abide we two
---Unseated, equidistant from the wings
in a beating black box, all stage.
I'm not an expert,and yes,i didn't maked it all myself i needed some help,but this is what i'v got,Hope you'll enjoy
"Secrets kept are weapons wasted."