Erotic poetry is concerned with the sexually diverse and alternative aspects of the genre, rather than specifically with the love and romance associated with 'Love Poems'.
Although romance and poetry seem to go hand in hand, explicit, frank, and even fetishistic sex can also be great subject matter.
Poems with a primary focus on sensuality and passion are better suited to our 'Love Poems' category, anything else is welcome here.
When his fingertips brush against my skin, A symphony of sensations begins. Electricity dances through every nerve, A connection so deep, a love so pure and preserve. His touch ignites a wildfire within, A passion that burns, that craves to win. His hands...
In the hush of her sacred sanctuary, A whisper of desire, a feverish yearning. Her pulse thunders, a wild, primal rhythm, As primal urges stir, passion's hymn. Unbidden, vivid images flood her mind - His lips devouring her neck, possessive and kind. She i...
It is just true: She's busy all day With computer and phone And no time to play So I slipped 'neath her desk When she took a short break For I can address A particular "ache" She came back in And sat in her chair Zoom meeting started 'Ere she knew I was t...
He clicks, he swipes - a sultry, digital parade, Shapely forms framed, flesh on tantalizing display. A dance of desire, where passions proudly betray. He watches, rapt, as she sways, curves undulating fine - Fingers tracing soft skin, finding her rapturou...
A striptease with words each verse a slow deliberate strip Peeling back layers with a sly knowing grin Metaphors slide like fingertips on skin Each line a gentle tug a tightening grip in the dance of phrases Meanings flirt and dip leaving desires bare tra...
I dream of seeing you every night I imagine us together and it just feels right Your face, your touch, your smile, your eyes To be with you I’ll go ten thousand miles Eight years later and we’re in different places Cultures apart, met a lot of faces Time...
Within the bustling store, fabrics sing a melody, Inviting her to explore, to lose herself in fashion's haze. She slips into the fitting room, embracing her inner voice. Each touch, a whisper of longing. Each breath, a sigh. An intimate journey, as she yi...
Don't think that I don't know what you're thinking Imagining it's me and not coffee you're drinking I see you dipping your tongue taking delicate sips as you envision my foam on your lips I hear you talking at the cafe in the park how you like it tall and...
In the dark room, where shadows dance I feel the heat of your intense glance You are my Daddy, my guiding light In this moment, everything feels right Your firm hand caresses my skin Bringing a rush of desire within With each touch, I feel the spark As we...
He sits alone, lost in his thoughts, Dreaming of her, his coworker, so hot. Her sexy body, it drives him wild, Every curve, every inch, his mind beguiled. He longs to touch her, to feel her skin, To taste her lips, to be within. His desires burn, aching a...
Your inscribed slashes of verse branded upon the juice from my lips You open me like a holy book and I am filled with light as you unlock the blessings from my arousing fluidity it is as if I become your unholy acolyte driven into slick-lit wonder arms ra...
In the dimly lit chamber of desire, Where Beauty danced with Danger's fire. A demon of lust reared its head, Temptation luring, darkness spread. Innocence lost in the depths of sin, Self-love tangled, a battle to win. Exploration of bodies intertwined, Im...
My poetry spills from my untethered soul Never letting her mind go to waste My lust shines from the stars Pulling her in So at the right time and place she is happily drowning in the abyss ~ She sent me a message Entice me once more please ravish me all o...
In the dimly lit room, their secret place, Mind whirling with erotic highs. Glowing embers igniting into fire, Oh, the feeling of electrifying flare. Immersed in passion's unending roll, No words needed, just raw desire, Gently tracing her curves with fin...
Frenzied and untethered I don’t know how or whether you’ll hold it together just riding the edge skin on fire burning mind on fire yearning twisting and turning so close to that ledge exquisite temptation so near to elation to ease that frustration oh wha...
