Erotic Poems(18)

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I Hate You

It's Valentine's Day. Let me straddle your lap, whisper in your ear and declare, “This is war.”

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...Read On

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The Muse's Poem

We are not making love, we are making poetry.

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...Read On

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Mark Me On The Inside

There are moments  Like this  When you need more from me.  You don’t just want my kisses,  My roaming hands and tongue,  My sweet words  Whispered in your ear,  Deep moans of satisfaction  When you enter me,  Slow grinds  That intensify  And tender cries  Before you ease out.  Eye to eye,  Cheek to cheek,  As we come effortlessly,  Wrapped in our love,  Secure in its warmth. ...Read On

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A Submissive Confession

And, her craving shall be for the man.

You see  I am a victim of impulse  The sound of my own breathing  Deafens all  When the beat of my heart  Hits a rhythm  Only the other  Recognizes  First the senses  The eyes, the mind, the soul  For me there is no hope  My existence has been predetermined  You do not understand  I just cannot help myself  I fall willingly to my position  Before him My body never adapted well ...Read On

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Fluent In You

Witness the music of our bodies.

I am fluent  In many languages  I communicate in many forms  By the shift of my tongue  The curve of my lips  As they mouth the words  Come to me  With an intonation  Specific to my melody  A harmonious call issued  A song of my heart  The singing of my body  Which I cannot control  When you are near To find words  That describe  The sounds that I emit  Fails  When your...Read On

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A Woman's Love

The question is: Are You Ready?

I want to tell you,  Tell you about a woman’s love,  Because the world does not know enough.  There are few words sufficient in nature  With meanings that can cover the depth  Of what she gives  When she chooses  To open her arms,  To soothe you from within  And lets you enter her heart. It is what old, lonely men wish to whisper  In the ears of their sons,  So that they will know ...Read On

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The Point At Which You Entered

At that point, we became one.

I try to find the point  At which you entered.  But, there is no line  Of demarcation  For where my body begins  And where yours ends,  No great divide  To direct the flow  Of water that runs so deep.  Nature is unprepared for the power  That swells up within  And shatters the rock.  For what seems to be  A subtle sway,  A soothing current,  Forms mountains and valleys,  ...Read On

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I’m Going to Dance

Maybe I'll let you dance with me.

I'm going to dance And you  You are going to watch  As I let my hair down  Ease slowly  Out of everything  That I was not born in I’m going to let these round hips Glide side to side Each muscle Each curve Beckoning you  Speaking a language  That whispers  To your body  Warms the skin  Makes you break  Into a sweat  And forget  To wipe your brow I'm going to move  My ass ...Read On

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A Night Call

Because it is in the quiet The darkest hour The night When sleep holds no lure My body calls for you Even the moon gives no comfort The stars no hope This ache stretches From arm to arm Top to bottom I toss and turn And touch Restless Too hot for comfort In need of your cover To make myself come Is a heartless tease Leaving me wanting you Harder Self love fails As...Read On

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Selfish Lover

Be selfish my lover, realizing what you need is me.

Be selfish with me My lover Look at this body Through the eyes Of your own narcissism  Let it blind you no more Place your hand  At the meeting of my thighs And firmly grip What you know drips For you Taste it Let your eyes bore through me As you force  through gritted teeth The command The demand What you have yet to recognize as a plea "Mine" Let every muscle In your form Flex...Read On

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My Body A Poem

And what you wrote, was me...

It started like a hum,  First just a note, then two or three  --A melody flowing.  Your pin along the surface of my black body,  Each curve, each point  Even the spaces between the words,  Were me.  Each word,  A mirror,  A definition of myself  That you drew. I felt your touch,  The heat of your breath on my skin,  A palpable thing.  Your tongue  On the tip of my...Read On

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My Man Is

He is mine and I am his.

He is  A reflection  Of my love  Molten  Like lava  Poured into a soul  The touch of Gods  Branded across his forehead  A chosen one  My savior  With a body  Molded and sculptured  To perfection  Stretching across my bed  The moonlight playing with  Every groove and muscle  In search of my body  In need of my touch He is  A warm mist  Wrapping itself  Around my lushness ...Read On

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You are Enough

Let my touch tell you what your body already knows.

Don't sigh Looking at your life While standing naked Bare Before mirrors Seeing your reflection Through his eyes Letting tears cloud Your own Someone Should have told you Long ago Should have taken your hand Touched your skin Sucked on your lips Whispered in your ear With heat Fueled by more than Passion's fire Now words are not enough Sounds die slowly In the face...Read On

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Messy Love

Drops of salt and sugar and cream and sunlight

They will say that my sheets are in need of laundry. They see stains that will glow in purple light, the DNA of a long torso divided into sections forming individual boxes of sinew, of muscle. Moving. My small hands feeling the dampness at the curve of a massive back. Moving. Always moving, touching, adrift. A patch of fine hair trailing. Much like a cobweb of truths and lies,...Read On

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Loss of Virginity

I had not yet learned how to define need.

I was just sitting there,  Thinking of all the things  I had not experienced,  Feeling the ache of my own womanhood,  A bud expanding,  Unwrapping itself within me.  My body’s first gift revealed.  My skin moist in expectation  From an inner heat,  A ghost whispered across  The surface of my skin.  There was a tremor.  I had no words to describe  Longing,  I did not yet understand ...Read On

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Be Thankful

You have been warned...

If I were near you,  Lying beside you,  You would have awaken to the feel of my lips on your body,  The pull of my tongue and the wonderings of my hands  Devouring you,  Me tasting the sweet saltiness that is my reward  Sparing not a drop  I would be the sun that rises to meet you.  You would flourish fully in my light.  I would have fitted myself against you perfectly,  Spread...Read On

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Helen of Troy

Such beauty is a gift from the Gods, that men so helplessly risk everything for.

All Greece hates  Helen of Troy   The azure of her eyes  Embedded  In a stone face  The length of an outstretched hand  Delicate  To be kissed  The lure of heart shaped lips  With up turned corners  Inherently hers  To be given  Like prized gifts  At her will  Desiring  To sink a thousand ships  As if they only  Pass in the night  For her there is no fucking Only the making ...Read On

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First Kiss

A taste of what is to come...

There is so much more To a first kiss Than just a kiss Less than a minute, more than a lifetime Always remembered A time stood still More than flesh meeting flesh Tongue entwined with tongue Much more than A polite hello A parting of the lips If it's good... a parting of the legs It steals your words Translates them into movement Into need for touch Issues an invitation An introduction ...Read On

Interracial(7)

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Want

When wants become needs.

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...Read On

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He, She and Him

Now that they have found her, what in the hell are they going to do about it?

  “For a homosexual to even have the gall to say that they experience the same type of discrimination as a black person is ridiculous! You can even walk in a room and no one can fucking know you are gay. But let my black ass walk into a room and what do you think someone sees. They see a black girl and all the misconceptions they have start whirling around in their head. And, they...Read On

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The First One

A Sexy Christmas Tale That Will Grab Your Heart

She was on her knees. His cock, long, thick and perfectly formed, was in her hand. It was rock hard and curved upward. Her other hand ran across the tight stretch of skin over the muscles of his lower abdomen. For some strange reason, she knew that was a sensitive spot. She lifted him so that she could lick the surface of his scrotum, loving the feel against her tongue. Then she started at...Read On

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Only For One Night

For one night only, they throw caution to the wind.

He looked out of the front window of the car, watching the rain and lost in thought. "I still have love for you," he said. "I just can't say that I'm in love with you." She on the other hand watched him, oblivious to anything else in this world. She could not remember not loving him. In spite of herself, she still did. "What does that mean? Are you 'in' love with her?" "Damn it Naomi,"...Read On

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Only For One Night Ch. 2

Is one night enough for them?

Naomi arched her back, stretching her naked body out across the bed, relishing the feel of fine Egyptian cotton against her overly sensitive skin and missing the feel of Thomas. She could see the time on the clock beside the bed and groaned like a spoiled child. She had called twice Saturday and earlier today to check on her girls. Missing them, however, did not lesson her desire to stay...Read On

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He, She and Him Ch. 2

That was last night, and this is now.

Cara woke slowly, more lost in a dream than reality. Something was touching her on the inside, rubbing against that spot that made her catch her breath and see flashes of blinding light. The sound of her own throaty moans filled the corners of her mind. Visions of Adam and Gabriel came and faded. Adam’s teasing smile and gentle hands made her giggle. But, Gabriel… The visions of Gabriel...Read On

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Lessons

She shares a moment with her former Dom, to train his new submissive.

My dark, naked body slinks down the pale surface of yours, as I fall to my knees before you. The contrast of my skin against yours is our private aphrodisiac. I lick my berry colored lips in anticipation. I work your pants down, shoving them to your ankles. Grabbing the cuffs, in a swoop I pull them off. You didn't confine yourself today, as you often do. I laugh lightly. You make every thing...Read On

Love Poems(9)

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A Poem for You

He writes a poem ...

I wanted to write a poem for you.  I've never written one before.  I've seen that little book you keep,  the cuts and pastes of your life, a collection of words.  I've seen the pictures and the artful curve of your script.  I've seen you nurture it when you thought there were no eyes.  I want to be a part of your book.  I want to be a part of your life. I look into your life.  I...Read On

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I Am A Lover Of Words

A word after a word after a word is...

I am a lover of words.  I like  What they do to my tongue. Each letter  Whispers its own tune  To me,  When spoken together  A song. Like love,  How it opens the lips,  Extends the tongue,  Closes with a kiss,  Sounds hopeful.  How the letter O,  When accentuated,  Can leave you breathless.  The entire face must work together  To form it. Fuck…feel...fight…fun…  How do...Read On

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Tell Me A Story

Give me your gift.

Reality is heavy  Duty is steep  Tell me a story To help me sleep It doesn’t need a hero  A middle or an end  Just start with the words  And let us begin Give me fear  And hate and pain  Sometimes, crying  Releases the strain Make me laugh  And dance and sing  Get lost in the music  Forget every damn thing Give me love  Passion that endures  If only for one night  ...Read On

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And You Will Know

One day he will find you  He will be the one across the room  Or behind you  Out of view  But you will feel him  Your heart will flutter  From recognition  A familiarity  A wish  Beyond your comprehension  You will remember  Something you had not realized  You missed He will look into your eyes  You will see the rawness  Of what he desires  He will not blink  Or hesitate ...Read On

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Piddling With A Hainted Heart

Piddle: (Intransitive verb) to waste, to throw away, to abandon. [A Euphemism]

Just because she doesn't cry, Doesn't mean a thing. What she's piddling with Is a hainted heart. Sometimes tears Can't cause a river Deep enough for a woman To dip her haint of a heart in --Not when she has lived too long In such a short time. What is the purpose of a tear If not to soothe? For her there is no soothing. A woman can grow dry Inside Like burnt leaves, Discarded among dead...Read On

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No Regrets

Just surviving love is not enough.

I am bathed in my own morals My heart broken On the curve of the beach In the damp sand Where the water rises to greet And then slips silently away Ebbs and flows Under the oblivious light of the moon The wind fingers my hair But offers no arms I am alone with my losses And my pains So subjective Is regret An ache that progresses Once it states its claim It clamps down on the...Read On

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How Do You Know

These questions are not new to me or you.

How do you know when the senses lie  And the heart deceives?  It is only a mere smile thrown in your direction,  A manipulation of phrases  Already heard  That quickens your pulse.  And yet,  His name dances off your lips. What words are not spoken when eyes meet  And lock permanently together?  What static flows between two warm willing bodies  And stands hair on its end? How do...Read On

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What Is Necessary

There are only a few things necessary to life.

It is not always necessary  To be in the presence  Of the one that makes your heart beat faster  The one that ignites your passions  Defines your needs  Whose touch remains  Long after his body has departed It is nice to know that he simply exists  Is somewhere  That in a limitless world  Your One has come forward  And places himself in your path  Meets your eyes  Does not blink ...Read On

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What I Tell You In The Darkness

Sometimes pillow talk is just pillow talk, and sometimes it's not.

What I tell you in the darkness…  That which starts in syllables  Whispers and cries  A combination of agony and ecstasy  Dream and reality When my body is wrapped around yours  Every inch of me sensitive to the feel of you  Skin on skin  The inner me open and bare  My nectar escaping  With an ever flow of satisfaction you have erupted  When the source of my glow is you  And the hum of our...Read On

Love Stories(1)

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When He Plays Piano in the Dark

When you love an artist, you are taken beyond whatever you were before he claimed you.

When you love an artist, sometimes you feel as if you are loving alone. The love they have for their art wells up inside of them, expands and nothing else can remain. That is what makes them what they are, extraordinary, with gifts that only God can hand out. Then there are times when the love they have for you becomes focused. It is overwhelmingly beautiful and beyond the imagination. When...Read On

Quickie Sex(1)

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Sex In This Club

If there was a magical door to his raw emotion, she had stepped through. There would be no escape.

“Get your fucking hands off me,” Regan demanded, trying to reclaim her arm. Her step-brother’s grip was like steal. Out of nowhere, he had grabbed her by the arm and dragged her off the dance floor like a rag doll. “Be still,” Ian ordered. The defined line of his jaw was set and its muscle flexed. Having made it off the dance floor and away from the mass of people, he finally turned to...Read On

Supernatural(1)

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Claimed

It was time that she became what she was meant to be, his.

There was something so familiar. This was not the first time she had looked into the intensity of those ice grey eyes, Asia was certain of it. Who could forget such a hauntingly unique color, the distinct clarity, the way they seemed to bore through her and create a rush that could only be compared to actual physical intimacy. The fact that he was a stranger and on the opposite end of the...Read On