I want to know the salty smell of your sweat
As my kisses begin their descent between your shoulders
I want to see the apprehension of judgement fade from your eyes as your dress slides off
And desire washes self-consciousness away, so much so that you stop caring and just want me to take you
I want to play hide and seek with your lingerie, zip after strap
Until the last hook of your bra surrenders and there’s only skin left
I want to know what your breath sounds like when it gets heavier
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A fountain of pheromones, a bath in bleach,
Amorous anesthesia puts me to sleep.
Amoxicillin sex disinfects, leaving nothing unclean.
Cold, white, and sterile, like a hospital wall.
Find myself embracing paracetamol,
A creosote touch, but it's much more than just the usual call.
It leaves me wondering,
"What happens when poison expires?"
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We fucked when we came home from the bar
We stumbled in the door after a night with friends
Like any other night I maybe had one drink too many
The kisses were sloppier on my end than yours
But yours held back
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She loved me from dawn until when it was time to leave
Before that, just another first date
Strangers of Saturday
Morning match and texting
Always the same
"Any plans for the weekend?""
"Not much. You?"
Number swap and location share
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gfd
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You enter and settle in, eyes wandering, curious, unsure.
I smile and whisper, don't be afraid—
tonight was designed for you.
Hours folded into this moment:
low music humming like a promise,
wine breathing in crystal,
candles teaching the shadows how to dance.
We taste, we sip, we laugh—only the prelude.
Then I'm lost in your eyes,
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Here I sit
Deep in the forest
As he tickled
My forbidden florist
At the very moment
As I was about to glow
That's when a thorn
Pricked my big toe
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These are the best erotic poems and erotic translations of Michael R. Burch. Most of these poems are naughty or risqué rather than graphic. Erotic poems come in all shapes, sizes and forms: haiku, tanka, epigrams, couplets, limericks, sonnets, rondels, roundels, villanelles, free verse, etc. There is also a collection of humorous erotic poems at the bottom of this page.
I found the Goddess in your body's curves and crevasses.—attributed to Sappho, translation by Michael R. Burch
Sappho, fragment 42
loose translation/interpretation by Michael R. Burch
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She loved me from dawn until when it was time to leave
Before that, just another first date
Strangers of Saturday
Morning match and texting
Always the same
"Any plans for the weekend?""
"Not much. You?"
Number swap and location share
......
the next time you see him
you will look as if there is a splendid sun
burning under your skin.
you will smoulder
like the goddesses that came before you.
you will not be cold
or vengeful
or bitter or weak.
your laugh will sound like rain on the window pain
your words will be soft
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