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 Apr 2014 Lex
Chalsey Wilder
Rain water soaks us
Runny mascara, but you still think I'm beautiful
Lips so soft
Lips so sweet
We're pressed up against each other
Bare chest to bare chest
You on top
Me on bottom
Hips locked in place with the other
Warm soft sweet lips slowly caressing my body, my lips and my neck you **** on
Soft gentle hands caress my ******* thoughtfully
Finally, her lips reach my thighs, I, trembling with lust and fear
I was scared and she knew it
Her hands and lips touched me
*So softly, so gently
My first erotica poem. Hope you like it.
It is not about me though. I'm still a ******. Comment what you think about my poem please?
Thank you.
 Apr 2014 Lex
Isabelle Hampshire
I don't know how to explain
these feelings,
not even sure if I should.

All I seem to know
now
is that you're by my side.

You're not going to
hurt me,
dessert me.

Leave me
just for the fun;
play with me like cat
does with its toy.

You're going to care,
and stay with me.

Make me happy,
make me laugh.
 Apr 2014 Lex
Q
Liar, Liar
 Apr 2014 Lex
Q
Don't trust a word I say
I'm a liar, I swear
I lie in public, I lie at home
I lie so well it can't be fair
So don't trust me at all
I even lie to myself
I'll cross my heart (hope to die)
But my fingers are crossed as well.
 Apr 2014 Lex
Aubree Brianne
Hiding in the bathroom
Laying on the floor
Weeping from the heartache
Begging, "Please, no more"
I cry out for help
But nobody tends to listen
You spark the words
My name in vain
I question life
Am I even sane?
Nothing is ever what it seems
It's just a tragic fantasy
 Apr 2014 Lex
Jack
I asked for your hand,
you gave me the finger
 Apr 2014 Lex
Ellie White
Trace
 Apr 2014 Lex
Ellie White
I wish that I could have one more night with you lying next to me,
That way, when you trace the path from your heart to mine,
I can memorize the path that your hand took,
I can know where in my body my heart is located,
That way when you deem my heart,
Not good enough,
And my mind is telling my terrible things,
I can still trace my way back to my own heart,
And be reassured that just because you rejected my heart,
Does not mean that I must reject it as well,
Because it still serves a purpose for me.

(e.m.w)
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