Another lover of words and slang
There’s no going back to handjobs
Falling short of a sonic gang-bang
Her love aches the tension throbs
We are both believers in foreplay
Syncopated tongues paint delight
Against the tide we begin to sway
Collapsing into the warmth of night
Copyright @ Damian DeadLove 2025








This one has a special softness to it. You and your lady must have a special connection. Very good poem, Damian.
Thanks so much for reading and your kind words, Patricia. So glad you enjoyed the write my friend. I’d like to think we do. Appreciate you.
Damian
Yes.this is tender and erotic. Beautiful
Thanks so much for reading and your kind words, Fia. So glad you enjoyed the write my friend. Appreciate you.
Damian
Beautiful work, my friend.
Thanks so much for reading and your kind words, Thomas. So glad you enjoyed the write. Appreciate you.
Damian
Dear D,
I enjoyed the meter of this piece. It has just enough edge but lets the reader create their own scenario without all the graphics. Excellent write. H🌷
Thanks so much for reading and your kind words, H. So glad you enjoyed the write my friend. I’m not a natural erotic writer, but I lean towards not revealing all the cards. Appreciate you.
Damian
Tremendous imagery. You bring it to life.
Thanks, Thomas. Appreciate you.
Damian