Filthy little secret

Filthy little secret

A Poem by Sarah McKeever Hitt

You make me feel like a harlot

when you do what you do

those things that make even the most bawdy girls blush.

 

You take away my modest decency

replacing it with lust, and sweat and all out abandon

thank you.

 

My nights are more interesting now,

and my skin has never looked so radiant

people are begining to as what is different about me

and I hesitate for a second and say

it must be the weather

 

or the fact that the economy is picking up

 

I know that they would never understand

how your body moving just out of reach

and your eyes darting all over the room

can make a w***e out of me

But you understand,

so I beg you, please don't stop

and I fret that someday you will have to.

but for tonight and tomorrow, please stay

 

my filthy little secret.

© 2011 Sarah McKeever Hitt


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Warm. Isn't it? Mabe some ice in this coffee would help. Hot. Erotic. Stunning. Each line a pulse. Each stanza a seduction. Incredible work. I need a lie down now.

Posted 13 Years Ago


hm. your writing has increased and changed lately. it is radiant.. it must be the weather. or the economy. ?

Posted 13 Years Ago



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