Renée Brookes
Renée Brookes
26 minutes ago

You can see it all from my window;
open wide, no blinds,
all at my window.

The show has begun.
Every night I headline,
dress then rewind; so fine.

Moonlight on skin;
sin invites our minds.
You strive to remain in hide,
outside my window.

Lust drives me and you.
Slow, ribbons flow down to my shoes;
heels, a seductive red.

On my bed, I relax.
Be my witness to climax,
from outside my window.

#love   #hide   #lust   #windows   #sex   #longing   #room   #sexual   #show   #intimate  
Styles
Styles
1 hour ago

looking in her eyes
seeing things i never seen before
wanting more of her
feeling things i never felt before
something bigger than me
taking over
not putting up a fight
cause everything feels right
music talking to us
its going being a long nights
hands all over each other
her dress on tight
grinding so close
no room in sight

#love   #poem   #poet   #passion   #sex   #poerty  
Sydney
1 hour ago

Make love to me in the half light of the early morning
Make love to me like you said you would
Make love to me like I'm the only thing your body needs
Make love to me like losing yourself in me is the only way to keep yourself sane
Make love to me as a prayer and a thanks and a love letter
Make love to me like my skin is healing and you're broken
Make love to me like in the last log in the water and you're drowning
Make love to me like I'm the last oxygen left
Make love to me like I make you smile because I do
And I love you
Make love to me like you love me the way I do you.

#love   #romance   #sex   #couple   #seduction   #makelove  
Kay Ireland
Kay Ireland
1 hour ago

I had forgotten how good the fantasy feels.

I dream soundly without him
when the memory of his hands
puts these tired lungs at ease.
I play with 'hope' on my tongue.
It's beginning to taste sweet.

I will hold him in my arms soon.
We will warm our bellies
with whiskey again,
and I won't walk home alone
this time.

We've grown up in the snow,
with winter in our veins,
something visceral and uniform.
He knows what to do with
these freezing hands of mine.
I bloody my lip
with bite marks
at the thought.

I am leather-bound and blank;
he has so many ways
to fill me up.

#love   #passion   #hope   #relationship   #sex   #fantasy  

she's got that ambigious look
and i see that she contemplates life
she's absent minded in a good way
& i see that loves to drive (sometimes)

for its not about the boredom
it's just social implication on that girl
whom is so lost without me
& needs interpretation from the world...

d.d. #60
#love   #girl   #lust   #lyrical   #sex   #teenage  
Indie Skreet
Indie Skreet
5 hours ago

I’m stroking my way through the arts
stoking bare-ly ripe body parts
and though I’m God-fearing
I’m lecherously leering
these tarts with invisible hearts.

I’m panting my way through the grime
as I gargle in vodka and lime
there’s no interruption
to quell my eruption
as I have on my side, only time.

I find each image arresting
and though my mind’s manifesting
revulsion addictive
though sadly restrictive
in all that it is suggesting.

As I stretch to the picturesque beach
my fingers scantily reach
the topless creation
which, in my elation
I’ve brought to the peak of its screech.

The gratification, a blending
of discontentment and joyous ending
as I swirl in my slurry
of belated worry
at the depths of my mind, all descending.

I choke on fermented tears
tormented by many lost years
of when I was youthful
with a fancy for truthful
for the flurry of keen volunteers.

Charles Bukowski inspired
#love   #addiction   #rhyme   #sex   #internet  
Indie Skreet
Indie Skreet
5 hours ago

I’m stroking my way through the arts
stoking bare-ly ripe body parts
and though I’m God-fearing
I’m lecherously leering
these tarts with invisible hearts.

I’m panting my way through the grime
as I gargle in vodka and lime
there’s no interruption
to quell my eruption
as I have on my side, only time.

I find each image arresting
and though my mind’s manifesting
revulsion addictive
though sadly restrictive
in all that it is suggesting.

As I stretch to the picturesque beach
my fingers scantily reach
the topless creation
which in my elation
I’ve brought to the peak of its screech.

The gratification, a blending
of discontentment, and joyous ending
as I swirl in my slurry
of belated worry
at the depths of my mind, all descending.

I choke on fermented tears
tormented by many lost years
of when I was youthful
with a fancy for truthful
for the flurry of keen volunteers.

Charles Bukowski inspired
#love   #addiction   #rhyme   #sex  
Jon Po Dom
Jon Po Dom
9 hours ago

The room goes dark
Its time to play
Bewildered look on
Her face
Glowing by the sheen
From candles lit
Let the games begin
A dark voice says

Sweat builds on her brow
Like a tear drop
No sadness here
She awaits in anticipation

Her body is tense
Ropes, whips and chains
Hanging on the walls
Will we be used today
Takes hold of the ropes
Ties her to four posts
Attached to a bed
Dressed in silk clothes
So soft where she lies

He covers her eyes
Field of view obstructed
Heightened senses
Like a cave underwater
No life expected

Her ears come to life
Tingling from slow breathes
Blowing from his
cold mouth
Frozen lips
Icy tongue
She gasps for air
Her body bare

Mouth to Mouth
She licks her lips
In slow motions
Like a fan
oscillating
He tastes so good
So much emotion
The smell of leather
In the air

Takes a deep breathe as
He rubs the ice
Down the Hills
Is it too hot?
Is it too cold?
Her brain can't function
What is this?
is it Pleasure?
Is it pain?

She wants to learn
His tender touch
Is it love?
Is it hate?
Is it passion?
Confused reaction

Please stop!
No, keep going
What to do?
What to say?
She says nothing
She has escaped
Into the confines of
Her mind distressed
Obsessed
She is fully obliged
To Him

First time playing
He isn't easy
On her
A big smile forms
No serenity
Pleasure is torture

She wants more
Craves deep within
No whips
No chains
Nothing more than
Hot and Cold hands
His Toy

Moving across her body
Up and Down
Exploring her map
Over the hills
Through the valleys
From chest to navel

Mouth to lips
Passion fruit
Cant move
She comes undone
Her body contorts
Hair stands
Like trees in the forest
Goosebumps

What has happened?
She'll never tell
Forever changed
Her body fell
Into his arms
Her Dark Tormentor

JM 10/4/16

#love   #tears   #lust   #dark   #sex   #torment   #rough   #pleasure   #sub   #dom  
Jon Po Dom
Jon Po Dom
9 hours ago

Winter lips cool to the touch
Crystal eyes frosty much
Enduring gaze, beauty and such
A touch of class for my crush

Silhouette of diamond blush
Sweet temptation a constant rush
Tender body sweet and flush
Escaping breathe makes me hush

Hair is gathered looking plush
Forbidden fruit delectable and lush
An aphrodisiac in the cultch
Beast and Beauty dance to singing thrush

Taking hold of the clutch
Through the gears until she's ablush
Night of passion leaves her slush
Until the night time ends in shush

JM 10/12/16

#love   #senses   #eyes   #passion   #breath   #sex   #skin   #touch   #fruit   #pleasure  
Natalie
Natalie
18 hours ago

I found a new shade of lipstick
that looked perfect for my pout.
So I bought it and took it home.
I was dying to try it out.
As I put it on, it brought out
the glow in my complexion,
because the thought of something
devious put a smile on my reflection.
I would love to see this color
leave a stain across your lips,
but I'd really rather see it
smeared below your hips.

;)
#love   #kiss   #lust   #lips   #him   #sex   #sexy   #touch   #perv  
 
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