Poetry by Jeff Green


That old dance

by cricketjeff on November 4, 2007.  © Jeff Green, All rights reserved

Kisses laid on gentle lips
Bodies touched with finger tips
Clothes retreat as hands advance
The ages old erotic dance

Tongues that battle, lips that kiss
Nothing stands in way of bliss
Couples meeting, love the aim
The ages old erotic game

Bodies touching end to end
Closer than your closest friend
Hands are touching every part
The ages old erotic art

Softly sliding under covers
Once again becoming lovers
Bodies joined in every way
The ages old erotic play

Pairs of lovers of all ages
Running through all of love’s stages
Can find a cure for all their strife
In our ages old erotic life