I [f26] wrote an erotic poem for one of my best friends [f24]

I’m new to writing both poetry and erotica, and this is really scary to share! Especially with her. Slightly inspired by Audre Lorde (Uses of the Erotic as Power) and Ursula K Le Guin

How fully can I feel in the doing? Yes, it must penetrate deeply, echoing through those walls that surround it, destroying the illusion of separation between the feeling, the doing, the doer, the done to. Yes. Yes.

We hold a long glance,

a thought I’ve had before, I yearned but didn’t know the way. I might now.

Our fingers gently intertwine,

a new interpretation, a reimagining. What is possible beyond what I’ve been shown?

Our lips brush but hold back,

a consideration, a prediction. What if? Can we just try it on a while?

We peel off each other’s clothes, our masks

an exercise in vulnerability. A sharing of who we are and where we’ve come from.

We lay down close and share giddy smiles,

a lightness, an alignment. What if there is no end? All we have are means. Joy in the process.

I lean in and release a hot breath on her shoulder, then her neck, then her ear,

a prayer of desire, a practice in patience. It’s too urgent to rush in.

She traces circles on my arm, a line down my chest, then a line up my inner thigh,

a shock, an excitement. I’m not alone, I have accomplices here.

Unfinished, but I figured it’s good practice to start sharing what I write!

Source: reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/uqffc9/i_f26_wrote_an_erotic_poem_for_one_of_my_best