Your kind of love snaps The back like Whiplash claiming All of my attentions but Returns none with A quickness that is Slow in purpose and Easily teases with its torments repeatedly Placed on random parts of My skin already Hot and bothered I Cannot seem to recover with Any form of grace causing Me bouts of furious femininity that Results in the parting of my thigh's flesh so ...
Added 31 Aug 2016 | Category Erotic Poems
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Just above the surface of my skin Is where your touch Begins Like a mist that crawls across overheated earth In the coolness of the morning air You feel the heat within me Rise Against your palms Stirring early sounds You smile I sigh Fine hairs stand Reaching For the magnetic pull of your hands And sway As you float over my flesh My body is already impatient And you have just begun ...
Added 09 Aug 2016 | Category Erotic Poems
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Jessica’s perfect form hung just inches from the floor at the slightest of angles, facing the skylight of his loft. Her back was gracefully arched, arms drawn back and down. Her inner wrists were joined behind her, two fists kissing each other, thumb lying beside thumb, and a series of well-spaced, ornate knots linked them to her secured ankles. One set of ropes supported her upper back,...
Added 22 Jul 2016 | Category BDSM
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When he closed his eyes, no matter how slight, he could see the movement of her dark, golden skin against the paleness of his own. He could feel it and that was torture. He craved her touch and the mercy that it offered. A good fight in the heart of battle had always brought him great pleasure, great glory. That was where he belonged. Now, she was the only true delight of his heart, a...
Added 12 Sep 2015 | Category Historical
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Iona was not sure how long she laid there. A pain in her chest made breathing exhausting. This pain moved through her body till everything ached. Tears were never a general thing with her; she cried till empty. This was worse than physical abuse; that could only break her back. This broke her spirit. Her spirit was her only pride. To her it had value. There were no memories without it. She...
Added 30 Nov 2015 | Category Historical
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From that moment onward Iona sought out this Russ called Long Sword. The images he had spun created a need so great that she could physically feel the man she wanted most. With Iona’s exhaustive imagination, she could feel Kieren’s resting on top of her. The press of his awe-inspiring body against the softness of hers felt real—skin on skin, moist from exertion. Behind her closed eyes,...
Added 01 Feb 2016 | Category Historical
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The tension between Russ and Iona was subtle and hardly detectable by others. To dwell on what had occurred was advantageous to no one. Of course, there was nothing that escaped the eyes of Brenna. She saw the looks and noticed the new formality between the two. The first moment of opportunity found Brenna scolding Long Sword. “I hope that you are satisfied with your betrayal, to both Iona...
Added 09 Mar 2016 | Category Interracial
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This is not a love poem. Let us not insult each other By wasting pretty words Or precious time. We are not of the same cut As those romantics, Those who see eternity In the face of flowers. This muse has already, Willingly, Spread her legs, Allowed you to taste her sweetness, To feel the silkiness Of her petals Against your tongue, And pluck, Understanding that where there...
Added 26 May 2014 | Category Erotic Poems
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I hate you, All who are like you. So, I keep you close In view Because that’s where enemies belong. That way I can watch The clarity of deep green eyes, Pupils that dilate and narrow With the subtle shift of your smile. I shall not be mesmerized By the quality of your laugh That echoes, The vibration of which Is feathery Like the warmth of your breath, The...
Added 08 Feb 2015 | Category Erotic Poems
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My body aches. It is an ache that reaches from my toes, toes that curled each and every time he made me come, to the follicles of my hair, hair he had wrapped around his thick fingers and pulled with such perfect timing. It hurt to even open my eyes, because opening them would mean that it was time for me to take my behind home. Speaking of my behind… Good Lord, this man and the things he...
Added 08 Nov 2014 | Category Interracial
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