I_AM_ONE_OF_YOU
Writing Eroticas.
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This is so well written, and so apt for the literotica boards. Well done.scent: petrichor
sight: open fields
sound: cars honking
taste: rain drops
touch: hot
It's amazing how itchy
The tall grass is on my body.
It must be after 3pm.
I can hear the cars stopping,
At the end of the open field,
At the traffic light.
One angry car threatens another,
with a honking
to move along.
But I’m comfortable, yet itchy
Lying naked here.
In the wide-open field
where I undressed and
Let you.
When the clouds finally squeezed
Their last rain drops
And the rustling of the grasses
silenced after you finished.
I smell it now.
The petrichor,
Of the grasses
The fumes,
of the cars going by.
And your sex.
Our sex.
It all lingers upon me.
This hot September Monday.
scent: burnt marshmallow
sight: fire
sound: laughter
taste: sugar
touch: soft
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