Im writing a[m/f] story about a guy with a navel fetish. He writes poems, and the like, about girls’ navels. Here’s a poem he writes about girl’s navel, in his homeroom.
Let me know what you think. ^^
Sarah’s navel
A deep, precious, round, inviting hole.
Pressed firmly in soft, snow-white soil.
Her sweat, her tears, her veins, flow into its estuary.
Guided, gliding, streaming, into her belly.
A pillowy mound. Peach, plump, and subtly round.
A gentle Vesuvius, with a cleft crater.
A slant crevice, leads inside her.
A cushiony cavern, a marshmallow cave.
From shoppe to tavern,
I’ll ramble and rave.
That dimple of flesh,
How it gives me unrest.
That marvel, umbilical.
Sarah’s navel.
Source: reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/qxxtpu/poem_from_my_navellove_story