Haikus - Making Love Poem by Ravi Kopra

Haikus - Making Love



When I play with her
Two soft doves. They flutter in
My hands. I kiss them.

When we make love, she
Says: I love it, love it. Don't
Stop, p l e a s e! Fast, fast, fast...

When we kiss. She feels
My bulge. We can't wait. We rush
To bed. Shut doors fast.

Wednesday, April 4, 2018
Topic(s) of this poem: love
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