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Well, this week is supposed to be erotica. An intersting challenge. I have never written erotica before, so here is my try. I think it is more a cross between erotica and romantic.
For Eric Valentine’s Day And my doorbell rang, You stood on my porch ~ I know my heart sang. My beautiful lover, Oh, my God! You’d come to give me The love I sought; We spent the day On my red velvet couch, Exploring our bodies Inside and out We made passionate love, I was in ecstasy As over the rainbow You carried me Not once, but over And over again; How beautiful I felt In our delicious sin.
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