Erotic Poetry

On the Vulva Taking Up Space (And an Erotic Poem)

HERE, where I am, You are Darling, I see the way you tense under the light at the stretch of fabric over hips. And I can read in the anxious tugging of your arms — That you hope that I won’t see. That I won’t linger too long Over the ShapE of where we’ll meet. …

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