That last Zen a day (for today), inspired me to post some more erotic writings I have under Hugh Kemeny, as one poem came to mind. I am not sure yet I want this sort of thing on my main writing site (http://HughKemeny.ca)
Here is the poem:
The (gay) Dance (club)
Eyes meet across the dance floor
Sliding, dancing together, by the rhythm of the music
Eyes locked, smiles of lust and intention shown
Hands, arms, thighs touch
Intimate erotic dancing ensues
Heat, passion, sweat, lust
Hands cup ass as lips meet in kiss of introduction
Blood pulsates, erections, hormones tantalise
Hands seek pleasure points, squeeze ass,
Slide along back, up chest, play with nipples
Kissing neck, sucking ear, cocks rubbing
Hormones raging, passion driving, beat increasing
Shirts come off, exposing hot sweaty chests
Dance intensifies, eroticism increases
Rubbing bodies, licking chest, French kissing
Tension builds, erections throb to the music
A look, a smile, a nod, and escape from the crowd
Into privacy, animal instincts surface
Raw lust ravishes the body
Lick, suck, kiss, pain, pleasure
Moans, pants, grunts, screams, euphoria
Climax
Release of sexual energy
The moment of love passing
In a dark corner, clothes return
Beat of the dance echoing in the silence
A look, a smile, a nod, return to the crowd
Dance close, final kiss, disappear in the rhythm
Moment passed, guy gone, as memories resound
- by Hugh Kemeny
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