She Bathed at Dawn

She bathed at dawn,

As the first rays of sun broke over the horizon.

The cool, misty air formed into fog,

Lying low above the crashing surf.

Her hair was auburn,

Her skin as pale and milky as pearl.

Her eyes were bright green,

And her lips full and pink.

She wore a white silk gown,

And stood before the window,

Her body curved in a perfect bow,

Her hips swathed in a wide sash.

She held her breath,

As she watched the sunrise break upon the sea.

Her eyes closed slowly,

Her body trembling as she felt a wave of lust.

She slipped one hand inside the robe,

And gently began to stroke her breast.

The other hand drifted down across her belly,

Drawing soft moans from deep within her throat.

She bit her lower lip,

As the wave crested inside her loins.

Her head tilted back,

As a shiver ran through her body.

Is She Bathed at Dawn a poem of fiction or non-fiction? Maybe it is born from both. It is, at its nature, a form of erotic poetry.

Erotic poetry has been around for a while, but has seen significant growth with the arrival of the Internet. It is now a well established genre and it is being widely used as a marketing tool to sell products. In this sense it can be considered to be similar to other genres such as fan-fiction. However, unlike fan-fiction, erotic poetry is not created by fans, but by poets who have a particular style and are usually paid by the company they write for.

A good erotic poem is like a good piece of art – it is erotic, but also has artistic merit and can stand alone without the need for a sexual context. It should not only be stimulating to the senses but should also be thought provoking. It is a good way of keeping the imagination active.

However, the poet’s main purpose is to arouse sexual feelings in the reader. There is no reason why erotic poetry should be used as a marketing tool.

“A love poem is a poem that arouses feelings of love or lust in the reader.”

—Anne Sexton

“To make a poem of love, you must first make a poem of your lover.”

—Carl Sandburg

“Love is a fruit, love is a flower; love is a fire, love is a star.”

—Hafiz