Sex Poem  

by JOHN YATES

Madwoman!

Your spike heels

gouge into me

as you swirl your

black lingerie

and laugh,

demonic

Madwoman!  

Pink garters

brush my chin

and your laughter

echoes of

stilettos 

Madwoman!

Your salty wet 

crotch presses

against my

parted lip.

your wetness

of hot pudding

Madwoman!

I taste of 

you, tapioca

bubbles like

jellied eggs 

of sturgeon

on my tongue

Oh! Caviar!

Off The Wall

(Perverse Humor)

Prime Beef Poster (c) 2003 Sharon Leong

Editor's Note:

To the left is a poem by John Yates written after a particularly loud rant on my part concerning certain words that seem to constantly appear in "Erotic" writing. I am more than sick of sexual stereotypes and often find myself giving long lectures on the subject. John's poem was a successful attempt at writing a poem with every one of my stereotype "buttons" intact while still being well written enough for me to publish it. This is the only poem thus far mentioning lingerie I've received that I'm even willing to finish reading. 
Enjoy...