I hadn't read that article before, cheers. It is interesting what we find erotic and what seems pornographic...possibly too early in the day for that kind of debate though!
I have to say that I prefer the suggestiveness of Hattersley's poem to the 'leave nothing to the imagination' style of Auden's but anyway, how about a bit of Tennyson.
The Eagle
He clasps the crag with crooked hands;
Close to the sun in lonely lands,
Ringed with the azure world, he stands.
The wrinkled sea beneath him crawls;
He watches from his mountain walls,
And like a thunderbolt he falls.