Afterglow

Afterglow

She smiled, sighed, closed her eyes and remembered
every second of every hour of the night just passed.
She wouldn't shower, not today, perhaps not even tomorrow
instead she would wear him, inside and out
until the call of life forced her hand,
a hand that slid slowly down into an ever growing wetness.
She smiled, sighed, closed her eyes and remembered,
her hand his, her fingers him...

Author's Note

Not tried this genre before, as a bloke I'm far to "clumsy" :)

Reviews

[Red Brick Keshner]

Ah, all there is to tell is that I’ve witnessed that before and relishing the realisation that I did that for them is quite intimate and priceless. (No textbook or film could match that interaction and its afterglow)

[Gee]

Thank you kindly sir

[redzone]

now here is a classy erotic poem. well done Gee, well done!!

Curt

[Gee]

Thank you Curt

[John the Baptist]

Heavy erotic stuff here, Gee. Liked especially the last lines. Nothing like a little solo polo to keep the fire burning.

[Gee]

Thank you JTB

[Ern M. Yoshimoto]

i like this naughty little poem. it's very suggestive but without going over-the-top. the female persona She is obviously enjoying life and trying to draw out those good feelings. so why shouldn't we all?

[Gee]

Thanks Ern. Folk usually shy away from reviewing writing on the subject of sex etc.

[Ern M. Yoshimoto]

i am fearless.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

the subject handled with such subtlety....well done.
j.

[Gee]

Good morning Jacob, thanks for taking the time to read and comment.
Hope you are keeping well

[Neville]

Okay, so what did you do with the chips .. I aint gonna ask again .. this by the way is brill & I aint talkin fish neither squire ..

[Gee]

:))
The chips were eaten as the first cigarette lit.
Hope all is well with you Neville

[Neville]

I once knew that feeling .. I guess it could be worse mate, ta for asking .. take care & give them girls a hug from me would ya please.