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Poem Details | by SKAT A |
Categories: fantasy, love, passion, romantic, sensual, sexy, uplifting,

A Lesson In Love

"How to tame the madness"

As I sit here, with intense dirty desire,
Tonight I think of you (the moon and stars)
To you, I send a redolent saimiri kiss 
Read and breathe between fine lewd lines
Perfumed by the colors of the Enticing Equinox
Sensually, I create sweet serendipity

Inviting playful lips
Erotic wind and wild wanderlust
Streams like a river through time
I propose a good potion of wet lube
Take me to the furtive imagination of your soul
Embrace the tan and texture tonight
Touch the summer ripples riding high
Promiscuous and delicate, I advocate lust 
A quilt meant for deep and trenchant love
I shut my eyes to feel an Orphic flora floor
Stimulating a hot, sultry siren kettle 
On this night the tingle of passion penetrates
A hypnotic talisman that lets me, please
Inviting ----------- You

~*~


Poem Details | by Poet Destroyer A |
Categories: fantasy, kiss, love, sexy, spoken word, trust, words,

Midas Touch

~Do Not Trust a Word, He Says~

He speaks of sunken treasures the way no other man 
The map of his essence is drawn in the stars 
His smile of gold ride out the waves 
The moon is pulled by the prestige of his masculine art 
With great pleasure, your heart now sits in a glass case 

His love lavishes making every moment memorable
This gentleman cultivates you from every direction 
Your blood rises to his flirtatious ego 
His eyes, manipulate you, invade every dream, 
Endless lust, pulled by the enigma of dragon dust wind 
Falling flowers of forgetfulness, when lost in his touch 
He endures, he breathes in ways you can't resist 

Uttered words easily wrap around your heart 
In a game of trust, his lips persuade another kiss 
Like a syndrome, you babble and drool ---- stepping all over yourself 
You are naught more than a fool in love, 
Trusting and believing every golden word spoken from his lip

~I LOVE YOU~

( A Poet Destroyer Collection)


Poem Details | by Maria Williams |
Categories: love, romantic, sensual, sexy, tribute,

SHE - Epitome of Love

An Ode to Femininity and Romance -

The background music of this delicate poetic arrangement is intended to be played softly as you sit back and reminisce on romantic memories while creating new ones - Perhaps with a glass of red wine and - Oh! Don’t forget the chocolates.   

The cadence of her heart keeps rhythm to the music She sits alluring in the soft candle light Her senses so heightened but she ponders escape As butterflies flutter her stomach tonight SHE’s the mirror of all dreams Invisible strobes pulse as his aura manifests Eyes meet - energy spikes across in a mist Static shock she recoils as his hand touches hers At first she draws back but she cannot resist SHE’s the sculpture of natural perfection Warm embraces and moist tender kisses Twin peaks straining to break free from restraint Like coronas on planets - her circles a flare A consuming wild passion that cannot be tamed SHE’s the taste of pleasure and its themes Consensual yearning all inhibitions lost Outer trappings asunder - bare naked as created Petal smooth skin brushes skin - tingling sensations Intense tension of concupiscence now elevated SHE’s the rhythm of sensual orchestration Like the cleft in a smooth mound Caressed by the morning dew A flood of bliss and passion Crystal clear droplets accrue She’s the emotion of love’s fire Feathery strokes brush a valley of desire A precious pearl glistens in its soft silken fold Aching for release of an exquisite union With the sensually smooth bud of a single stem Rose SHE’s the personification of sensation Passion and love ignite flames of pleasure A tunnel of love bidding invitation To her rhythmic breath - the beauty of her charms Candle flames dance in perfect syncopation SHE’s the aroma of desire A pulsating Venus like the evening star She arches yearning to greet the risen moon In ardor of passion the lovers melt Climactic ecstasy close she purrs as they swoon SHE’s the song wafting from above Unbridled they move in perfect synchrony While deep from within warm spring’s release A joyous flood of bliss and passion To meet and to quench the explosive heat SHE’s the reason of loving stimulation In the gentleness of loves' creation Naked in the innocence of a newly born Lying languid and satiated like twin spoons nestled Awakes and looks at the glory of early morn SHE’s the epitome of LOVE The meaning of life - IS SHE
Acknowledgement: To RP (the Reluctant Poet), who refuses to be named and is reticent to be acknowledged as a brilliant Poet in his own right This poem is dedicated to his ‘SHE’ and all the SHE’s in the worldThank you so much RP for your contribution. (RP is not from Poetry Soup or any other Poetry site or publication) Footnote: ‘SHE’ - is an unashamed expose` on the beauty of female love and sexuality, the foremost gift of our primary instinct - the source of our existence A Gift - of pleasure bestowed on humans to be enjoyed with no boundaries of age or gender. A Gift - of joy unrestricted to only the humans whenever fancy takes, unlike all other species which is restricted to time of procreation A Gift - that owing to misguided conditioning of the ‘System’ and Religious agendas, is embarrassing for women to share and only appropriate to air in a sterile or clinical manner. The topic elicits thought and makes one wonder - Why?


Poem Details | by Funom Makama |
Categories: emotions, i love you, love, romance, romantic, sensual, sexy,

Your Body, Your Touch

Your feelings in a group of touring innocence
travel up North towards trust and sincerity
in sweet submissive care like a carefully rubbed suede.
You put day light into your entrapment
for noontide to go nonstop.

Caress from yonder, massage from under
your skirts make appetite nonchalantly mourn
your legs present so nutraceutical to manly weakness.
If your bones are licked by wild beasts
the jungle would be protected by the ghost of sweet affection.
If the rains fall through the planes of your body
vapours of lust and desires will spring out of the Earth.

Your expensive flare, expresses you as a needed nougat
sliding pleasurably though wet lips in a greasy enjoyment of noodles
with aroma and taste capping up a nouvelle cuissine.
Night is dead from your day-long engaging chemistry
making the aggression of your nubile emission
in ration to any attempted resistance an improper fraction
when the night's light strike your contrasting body
for the creation of a mobile image so dark and graceful,
nature will sit down beauty for a serious interview.


Poem Details | by Maria Williams |
Categories: lost love, romance, sensual, sexy,

Slow Hand

Walking past each other and just by chance
My heart skips a beat and my knees turn weak
Your eyes lock with mine in a fleeting glance
In a ricochet of emotion I just cannot speak 

Our time cut short on that exotic island resort
Mutual attraction that grew, our emotions weren’t slow
But alas contact lost aft’ that last kiss at the port
Intimacy so fleeting - regrets of letting you go

We were star crossed lovers on that fateful day
I remember that last time when you held me so tight
Now per chance we meet thousands of miles away    
‘Neath the same blanket of stars and a moon like tonight ~ ~ 

“As the midnight moon, was driftin’ through ~ The lazy sway of the trees ~ I saw the look in your eyes, lookin' into mine ~ I’m seeing what you wanted to see
Darlin' don't say a word, cause I already heard ~ What your body's sayin' to mine You’re tired of fast moves ~ You’ve got a slow groove ~ On your mind”

Swirling sparkling shades of colours that mix and smudge
It’s been so long but there’s no cause to rush
Run you lips on my neck feel our naked skins touch 
Nipples a tingling and a warm spreading flush

Your soft slow hand feels like flitting fireflies 
You whisper my name, I’m enchanted tonight
Soft moans of pleasure and my passionate sighs 
Play with me, sway with me and feel my delight ~ ~

“You want a man with a slow hand ~ You want a lover with a easy touch
You want somebody who will spend some time ~ Not come and go with a heated rush  Baby believe me I’ll understand ~ When it comes to love, you want a slow hand”

My nerves aglow like the tips of optic fibres
Your touches trigger firework displays to ignite
Seeking and teasing my spot of torrid desires 
Impatiently craving our eminent fusion tonight 

Opening like a flower dripping with a dewy spritz
Ecstasy overflows with your slow hand in motion
Electrostatic sparks on my tongue, skin and lips
Sip my summer wine that’s the nectar of my passion ~ ~

“Darlin', don't say a word, 'cause I already heard ~ What your body's sayin' to mine   If you want it all night ~ You know it's alright ~ I’ve got the time”

I tantalise your tumescent core with silken caresses 
Erotically teasing you with tiny feather like tickles
Like the soft waving flutter of butterflies winged kisses 
Thrilling sensory overload of silver waves and ripples

All else out of focus on a soft cloud of passion
Exquisite pleasure on the crest of a fire
No words that are needed or any explanation 
The endless waves of emotion that transpire ~ ~

“You got a man with a slow hand ~ You got a lover with an easy touch
You got somebody who will spend some time ~ Not come and go in a heated rush Baby believe me I’ll understand ~ When it comes to love, you want a slow hand”

My hips arching high meeting your ardent thirst
Fill my ocean - savour my delight
Rhapsody of fluttering sensations - a volcanic burst 
Come with me - the world’s ours tonight 

Basking in the enchantment of an afterglow
An amorous haze of amber swirls and coral sand
With crystal clear waters and sparkling sand below
At long last I’ve found you in this island fairyland

Acknowledgement:
My appreciation to RP (the Reluctant Poet) for his creative input on a delicate sensual theme that we’ve all experienced sometime.

POTD 16 Aug 2017

Music and Video Clip credits:
Video Clip and lyrics Phantasm 2000AD Published on Nov 2, 2008 Elvis Returns Standard You Tube licence.
Lyrics of the song in quotes and italics has been transcribed as a read to be followed with the songIt is not intended as part of the poetry verses.
All rights of the video and track belong to the Copyright owners.


Poem Details | by Olive Eloisa Guillermo - Fraser |
Categories: feelings, love, relationship, romance, senses, sensual, sexy,

A DAMSEL ENCHANTS FELICITY


A DAMSEL ENCHANTS FELICITY Aurora breaks, Cinderella damsel enchants felicity, gliding halcyon-- implanting jazzy kisses, languorous murmurs Nectared opulent press quakes reactions. Succulent tissues urge virginal wanting: xerothermic, yearning zenith! _____________________________________________________________________ *** xerothermic -- adapted to or flourishing to environment that is hot and dry halcyon -- care -free CONTEST NAME: 10 OR LESS LINES Contest Sponsor: Rob ~~2nd place~~ Olive Eloisa Guillermo 2:28 pm, September 23, 2015


Poem Details | by Robert Lindley |
Categories: appreciation, art, imagery, love, passion, sexy, symbolism,

Wrapped In Honey Of Her Naked Pies

Wrapped In Honey Of Her Naked Pies

Are memories really just our souls leaving
in clouds of shimmering hot mists.
And what of love and all that hot heaving
or stored memories on lustful lists!

Can the mind create truth from mere dregs
women so beautiful your brain cries.
All curves, graceful long ,long sexy legs
wrapped in honey of her naked pies!

Alas! Say it tis not a treasure imagined
what of the deep sensations of bliss?
Or her choice of lingerie in latest fashion
epic thrill of that greatest ever kiss?

Slay me now, if my treasures are not real.
I want no world devoid of that hot night's thrill.

R.JLindley
June 6th, 1983

Sonnet, on my terms...

Note_  Too hot, was deleted, graphic
details of that first night and ******** *** ************


Poem Details | by Shahana Jackson |
Categories: life, love, me, sexy,

SEXY

   What attributes are considered sexy to guys?
         the face 
      the lips 
      the eyes 
       A lil junk in the trunk 
         Betty boop thighs
            Suckable watermelons
              Lips that are quick to spread
              Accessories to blind
         What ever happened 
         to what's behind all that?
              See the person that I really am 
                 Look into my heart
                  See beside what you want to do to me 
                        in the dark
                        Stop reminiscing about my lips
                            Do U want to dive deeper into this?
                                 And I don't mean what's between my hips 
                              I heard your tryna bring sexy back
                                 Well do U wanna know what's sexy to me? 
                                      Tap me on the shoulder and just ask me
                                             Am I sexy?
                          
                    


Poem Details | by Maria Williams |
Categories: desire, love, lust, sensual, sexy,

Summer Wine

The video is intrinsic to the setting of the sceneThe vocals and music track by ‘The Corrs and Bono’ are background music incidental to the plot. 

A balmy night it was when he stepped in the bar A wondrous apparition at a table not far The singers crooned soft notes on a stage dimly lit The name of the song eluded he had to admit The pianist played softly, mood lighting set the scene Projected colours of amethyst, pinks, blues and green Elegant and haughty her brow slightly frowned She sat all alone when he cast his eye around He approached her shyly asking to join for a while With a nod she gestured to her bottle of pink wine Her hair so lustrous matching her brown smoldering eyes Her lips so inviting with the curve of her smile She lifted her glass, her invitation divine They toasted each other with her sweet summer wine He covered her hand their fingers felt the thrill The room in slow motion, a world standing still Euphonious echoes of rapturous heights Scintillating patterns of bouncing laser lights He walked her home under a sky of azure blue Under pink frangipanis heavily dripping with dew As he turned to leave she indicated to stay awhile Invited him in for her sweet summer wine Tongues probing - entwined - an angel’s spring kiss His pulse how it raced as he stroked shapely hips The sweet summer taste on her exquisite lips Kindled a love - an enchanting rhapsody of bliss A click of the clasp - flimsy garments released Shimmering seductively around to her feet Sensually turning now absolutely au naturel Revealed her etched beauty of a form so sensual His projected resplendence complimented her perfections And the majestic elegance of her peaked manifestations Desire for feather touches and moist sweet lips To be tantalized by the elation of a lover’s sweet kiss Trickling down her pearl valley rampantly on fire Liquid crystal gems forged in a tunnel of desire Soft touches and kisses on her silken skin A washed him in nectar from her passion within Cloud soft mattress - sheet threads so fine United as one as their limbs entwined To celestial choral rhythm and soft moans of rapture Harmonious they moved to quench intense pleasure On a Richter of ten - bodies quaking molto allegro Celestial Symphonies shrieking to alto crescendo A comet streaking from a Stellar above signalling their passionate release of love Yin meeting Yang so gracefully entwine Beaming their energy into the Universe divine Together they basked in a euphoric state The night had advanced as he indicated the hour late She stroked him so gently saying your time is mine So tarry a while for some more summer wine
Footnote: Do I hear you asking if someone else was involved - in this write? Well! - in projects like these it usually needs a couple’s consensual, combined experiences! So my curious reader I’m obliged to confess That the answer is an explicit - YES! YES! YES! There - Now you have it! Thank you Reluctant Poet - (RP) RP is not a member of Poetry Soup or any Poetry Club by choiceIt’s just for pleasure, he says. There - That answers you second question!


Poem Details | by Ken Carroll |
Categories: beauty, love, lust, sexy,

Dampened Sheets

I am the sultry silence
the wishbone
of your dreams
feel my warm breath
slither down your throat
across your chest
feel my transparent tongue...

We rage the erotic battle
I feel your pulse race
my fingers of flame
caress all that is yours
I am your imagination
arching above your feminine form
I sink slowly into you...

Just so you know my love
you will never be able
to shake me from your dreams
I will seduce you to a place
beyond mere thoughts and words
tonight, dream of us...


Poem Details | by Anita Lovelace |
Categories: funny, love, me, love, me, sexy,

Nothing But the Truth

Tell me I am pretty and sexy and hot
Tell me you like everything that I’ve got

Say that my clothes fit me just right
Even if some things are a little too tight

Laugh at my jokes even if they are dumb
Massage my neck ’til your fingers go numb

Don’t get mad becaue I make more money
Do the dishes, vacuum, and call me honey

Respect me for my intelligent mind
Treat all my friends friendly and kind

Tell me that I cook better than mother
Say that you’ll never love any other

Kiss me goodnight and good morning
Make love to me without any warning

Call me at work just to hear my voice
Say that being with me is your first choice

Watch chick flicks during a football game
Give me a sweet little sexy pet name

Tell me my lovely face is all you see
But darling, don’t you ever lie to me


Poem Details | by James Fraser |
Categories: joy, love, nature, people, places, rain, sexy,

Rain Dance

We smile, it's raining Jovial in dancing joy Soaked to the skin Warm hearth welcomes us Naked to bare, towelling Goosebumps diminish Pillows, rugs, two lie Face to face, lips now caress We, attraction flows Candles flickering Undulating shadows grace Unification .


Poem Details | by Gary Bateman |
Categories: emotions, hyperbole, love, passion, romance, sensual, sexy,

This Fury-Fiery Moment of Hot Sensual Love

This Fury-Fiery Moment of Hot Sensual Love

This fury-fiery moment of hot sensual love nourishes us now,
As we move from a caress to razor-close, then to lover-close,
Intertwined as one in a true tempestuous storm sparkling afire!

We share such a white-hot passion with a boundless fiery desire,
Blending us deeply in a fury-fiery emotion of love’s true inspire;
Bringing us to this apex with lust as love and love in lust’s hour!

This magic moment melds our passion into a true alchemy of love.
This prized-perfect passion purrs us now into satiated contentment,
As our hearts bask-bright in a fury-fiery moment of sensual desire! 

Gary Bateman, Copyright © All Rights Reserved – May 19, 2016
(Rhyme)


Poem Details | by Sam Toil |
Categories: love, sexy,

The Time of Autumn

I lay nude at sunset on a cliff above the sea.
Heaven and Earth erupt in red and orange brilliance.
A cool wind wafts over me smells of salt spray.
In this time of Autumn.

And at my side, a woman I still barely know
Caresses my quivering skin --
Filling me hard with her anticipation;
Her gleaming blond hair flowing over me.

I suspend a precious moment of eternity -- full that I am --
Immersing my senses in her womanhood:
	Her comforting smile and inviting eyes,
	Her clean unperfumed scent,
	I gently cup her tender small breast.
So I watch, I smell, and I touch.
I want this immersion to last.
For truly this is a celebration of life!
We share here in our time of Autumn.


Poem Details | by Teppo Gren |
Categories: girl, innocence, love, lust, passion, sensual, sexy,

Scent of her

It was a long desired pleasure to feel
in my caress the softness of her flesh,
the lust behind her wetness, and reveal
the warmth of passion within to refresh
that longing to fondle a girl in bloom;
to taste her lips, feel her bosom and sense
the natural fragrance of her perfume;
for eagerness in place of innocence.
Her charm lived in me as too did her scent,
the bitter-sweet scent of her lovingness,
love devoted to it’s ardent extent,
at last to leave behind the loneliness.

There remained no doubt that love would cherish,
renew hope for the heartbreak to perish.



T.J Grén


Poem Details | by JSLambert Mister ROBOTO |
Categories: character, fantasy, gothic, old, passion, romance, sexy,

Grace Thou Love Nary Forlorn----OLD ENGLISH

Her grace, she moves in poetry,
Tread cobbled path of wandering heart;
She speaks in moonlight spirit,
Thine treasure chest come undune,
'Till I lose mine feathers,
Frozen by her sole divinity;
She, found to mine lost,
Twixt these street exile redefined by her golden glory,
pounding on my chamber door;
I must forego the counsel of my twisted devils,
Rise from lay 'pon this brow beaten soul;
Swell into her wonder..lift love anew!
Heaven restore mine black gloom;
Her grace, she moves in poetry,
Spilleth' over, soothing matrimony.


~JSLambert                                      

                                                                             ©    PoeTTreeZ Publishing


Poem Details | by Pauly Plaster J.R. |
Categories: howl, i love you, poetry, sexy, sick,

Smitten Kitten

Leapin' lizards up in dem’ gizzards, something we call the creepy crawlAnd her womb spew forth blasphemy, and her lips uttered deceitBlack alters in Bone orchardsPraise hell syndicate burn down this town and everyone in itRed lights…, blood lustAmbrosia, with her hair so fare Clearly obvious why the gods chose herDevourer of subtleties..Tenderest of vittlesI know at night your bones up and come to life causing mischiefAll monkey minds in devil times, chatter chatter, screechhhh..All lost, no hopeAnd then there was youBurn down the temple and singEyes bare witness to the rise of herDance to the rhythms of a free will symphonyBleed from thyn eyes,..I don't mindBliss bliss and heavenYour absence is the bane of my existence.


Poem Details | by Selena Hernandez |
Categories: addiction, fantasy, fear, sexy, teen,

Love me

Love me 
I beg for love with every encounter 
just for a touch or a nibble 
to feel a warm chest against mine 
I want to feel the love of a man 
a man who possesses a heart of pure gold 
I yearn to feel hands on my hips 
and a tongue entwined with mine 
such temptations shouldn't take over my youthful mind 


Poem Details | by Tom Quigley |
Categories: inspiration, love, sexy, wife, woman,

My Goddess

My Goddess I Met A Goddess! FroM The very starT Of course it was heR Had dreamt of this daY Pierced my ennuI An unseeN KnifinG ShiV LifE NeveR More clearlY Defined The patH It changes in A Flash now she is neaR Mind is openeD I n t u i T Key tO LocK Eyes Each glow Pleasant smile Moment lingers Your curly brown hair Showering strong shoulders Every breath filling bosom Lusciousness, sinuously moves Flowing across the room, wild river Frozen deer I become, looking but not, Round, wide eyes misdirecting intention Obvious I’m caught Could you be too? Meeting for the first time, crowds part S m i l i n g d e s p i t e m y s e l f Te l e g r a p h i n g i n t e n t All pretense forgone Reaching deeply I asked you Now my Girl 5/7/16 © Thomas WQuigley


Poem Details | by Chris Green |
Categories: love, sensual, sexy,

A Poem of Sex


A Poem of Sex A poem of sex But not in this text I just used this title to see ~ If you would come Looking for fun And open this poem by me ~ You will not find Words of that kind No moaning passionate steam ~ Two of the night Not in this write All of these verses are clean ~ Lips locking soft Hearts now aloft Maybe what you did expect ~ Candlelight flame Screaming a name Glistening skin, beads of sweat ~ Sensual sighs Quivering thighs Erotic moments to trace ~ Euphoric throes Fingers and toes Sorry you’re in the wrong place ~ None of that here Let’s make it clear Nary a stanza reflects ~ Words that you see Written by me Titled, “A Poem of Sex” Well, it is against the rules...right?


Poem Details | by Maria Williams |
Categories: celebration, love, mother, sensual, sexy,

Fruit of Love - An array

Nature unfurls charms Loving emotions flourish Her cup runs over Exquisite passion Limbs entwined in sweet embrace Move in symphony Senses on fire Symphonic crescendos peak Cocooned in slumber Nature’s Miracle Blooming as she takes on form Grand Expectation
Footnote: A Happy Mother’s day to all Mums, Mums-to-be and Grand Mums for without you and the gift of love, this day was not possible. POTD 16th May 2017


Poem Details | by PJ Bayliss |
Categories: love, sexy,

Addicted to you

You are my disease, And my only remedy, Addicted to you. (c) 2015 PJ Bayliss


Poem Details | by Sarah Jabri |
Categories: dance, passion, sexy,

My Dancing Love

Come to me my dancing love
I have waited oh so patiently
Que in the Cha Cha my darling
Waltz your way towards me   

Set the music in burning fire  
Bring your Salsa closer to me
Tango your body around me
And release the Rumba in you


Poem Details | by David Brown |
Categories: bird, imagery, love, metaphor, sexy,

To be your hummingbird

Oh, to be a hummingbird,
hovering near your flower
to float above your petals
for hour, upon hour

To taste your wondrous nectar
as I feel the morning dew,
to drink in all the mysteries,
the mysteries of you


Poem Details | by Brenda Chiri |
Categories: feelings, love, men, romance, sexy, woman,

Relax

Lay back clear your mind
Let my hands do the rest
Close your eyes hear the music
As my tongue touches your chest
I then whisper in your ear
Sweet words as I relieve your stress
No worries and no fears
Safe in my arms you nest
Tension flows from your body
As we begin to undress
Touching each others bodies
Enjoying each others best
Movements slow then pleasure
Our bodies tightly pressed
Laying spent from ecstasy
Satisfaction at your request


Poem Details | by Broken Wings |
Categories: love, lust, sexy,

Rhapsody


I will write a few gathered words about my lover,
     from the past;
and will collect my tears in a big glass jar,
that's a lovely dress, he said, now take it off.
How our bodies fit together like puzzle pieces,
  he whispers in my ear sexy things;
when he touches me- my blood is pulsing hot,
  my body ignites with an ache and he kisses me.
     I breathe him in,
and we are lost in a wild whirlwind of lust and love.

The sheets are in a tangle and we are all sweaty,
     I love him so much;
and want to be sheltered in his arms forever, ever,
he whispers, kiss me, and I do, and I am lost again.
Oh, I found my safe sanctuary in his beating heart,
  a refuge in his soul and shelter from my pain;
I wish that I could freeze time and stay with him,
  I stroke his face and lips and he smiles at me.
     And whispers, love me,
beyond the closed curtains- the midday sun shines.

______________________________
June 20, 2016

Verse ( unrhymed)

For the contest, That is Sexy
sponsor, Lewis Raynes

Fifth Place 

 


Poem Details | by Stephen Bloom |
Categories: love, psychological, sexy, social,

Sex and the British

They’re drawing the curtains in Dorking,
Lighting the candles and pouring the lotions.
Switching off TV’s and shelving resentments,
Checking on children asleep in the darkness,
Creeping   up hallways   like teenage lovers.
Stairs and hopes creaking in equal measure.

Clothes  are  Falling   in Fulham.
Tights  in the hall and pants in the bathroom,
Bra on the shelf
And doubts in the kitchen,
As   newly  acquainted
Swap fluids and feelings,
Hoping for phone calls,
Instead of  diseases.

Lay byes are calling  in Luton,
Cars with their  lights on  wait on the verges,
Engines and pulses expectant   and purring,
Strangers stand round swapping cider  and sadness,
While a dozen  pale  bottoms nod in  the moonlight.

They’re re-lighting  fires  in Bolton,
Forgetting the  years of disinterest and boredom,
Of nights by the TV, tight lipped  and separate,
Silent pub meals and bad-tempered breakfasts.
Tracing the contours of flesh and forgiveness,
Opening like flowers,
Hoping for  closeness.

They’re turning the lights off in Reigate,
Closing their eyes and thinking of strangers,
Scarlet or George,
The Doctor, the cleaner,
The local MP or the teenage neighbour

Excitement is building in Brixton.
Fingers  are probing and gripping the carpet,
Bodies are merging and arguments fading,
The bills and the mortgage,
Frustrations and failures,
Pushed aside like regrets and the duvet..

Flesh is moving  in Folkestone,
Thighs  colliding and buttocks vibrating,
Tongues exploring  and hands rediscovering
Blood engorging  and nipples darkening,
Like  monsoon rain clouds,
Or over-cooked porridge.

The explosion is coming in  Eastbourne,
Necks  are straining and head boards rebounding
As thighs move faster, grow weary and slacken.
And grunting and gasping  gives way to elation,
The volcano erupts and  mine shaft convulses,
Horses break free
And  barriers lie broken.

The deluge has fallen  in Derby
Eyes make contact and souls fall   open,
Allowing brief entry of one life to another,
So even bored couples feel slightly connected,
While the lucky embrace,
Like shipwrecked sailors,
Listening in silence to mermaid and dolphin,
Singing of coral and sand and completeness.

They’re comfy as sofas in Sutton
Lying in gloom and watching the ceiling,
Thinking of  love and  looking for tissues, 
Swallowing tea  and checking their emails.
Making small talk about gardens and daytrips,
Feet and hearts meeting,
Under the covers.


Poem Details | by Nick Puopolo |
Categories: betrayal, desire, love hurts, power, sexy,

Fox Trot

Though I'll tell you what you want to hear
I'm not a prophet or a seer
My lies tap dance upon your soul
As your Cinderella dreams unfold

Bullshit woven to the letter
Assuring you there's no one better
Than me, to fulfill your need
Your virgin ears begin to bleed

One more drink we do the dance
Another ruse into your pants
Crafted words depth with skill
Now closing fast in for the kill

It's always just about my pleasure
Silk smooth lines cut to the measure 
Crystal clear what was my aim
Reflecting on your walk of shame


Poem Details | by Poetically Numb |
Categories: desire, kiss, love, romance, senses, sexy, true love,

Touch - Sharon's Acrostic

Teasing my senses, awaken my soul,
Obey every command, losing control.
Unspoken words, replaced by pure bliss,
Craving you more, every daring kiss.
Hypnotized by passion, transcendence.

6/28/2017


Poem Details | by James Fraser |
Categories: boyfriend, cute love, emotions, girlfriend, passion, sensual, sexy,

Tease for Two

To tease Two please .