

The Erotic Milk PoemMy Narcotic Lactose-Induced RomanceThe Erotic Milk Poem
In farms they produce this milk for drinking Silent creation overwhelms the cow, To bring me this gift, I begin realizing… I've purchased a pint for three dollars now
To buy this milk, my erotic passion Is worth that rip-off price tag any day Hard healthy bones are always in fashion My love for this dairy food's here to stay
Eggnog, Lemonade, Limeade, and Soda Not for me, lacking in versatility Yogurt drink, Meade, Orange juice, and Vodka None could duplicate chocolate milk like thee
So run to the store


erotic story I open the door. The Boyfriend was on my bed, overly relaxed. He was waiting for me, no doubt. Splayed across the bed like a pile of clothes fresh from the cleaners. That was misleading though because I knew the potential of those particular set of clothes. Like a magnetic disruption, the moment I approached within reach, they would writhe and grope, pull and press.erotic story
He smiled and jerked his head to the side. Come closer, it told me. Next to me. Now (please!) I stalled at the door a moment. Then, came close