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Soraya Ali Dec 2024
My palms glide down your spine
Smooth skin meets sandpaper
As your back tapers into your ***
Sensual or ****** or sanative
It makes no difference to me

Every inch slipping downwards,
The primal urge to please
To elicit a passionate sigh
Sensual or ****** or sanative
It makes no difference to me
T R Wingfield Dec 2024
First stage: pheromones

I can't sleep

with the smell of you
still in my nose

and your taste
still upon my lips.

Neither can I wash it away
Nor let go,

lest your essence I were to forget
Oxytocin is a hell of drug. My date went well though ;)
Ksenija Ostojić Dec 2024
Asking for my pics,
even though I insist.
Saying it'll stay only between us,
how am I supposed to believe that?
I don't want to be rude,
but do you only want to see me ****?
I don't want to be a fool,
but it'll make you feel good.
Even though I feel so blue,
I will still do it for you.
vent
Ksenija Ostojić Dec 2024
My wings fracture as you demand what I cannot give,
Images of my form,
though I've whispered no.
In this strange dance, I despise the shell and cherish the soul within—
Yet you remain blind to its glow.

Your eyes seek only bare skin; they dismiss my silent plea.
Prathipa Nair Dec 2024
Believed in his love making me sweet
Never knowing it was filled with lust
And only lust...
Closed my eyes in his love making me blind
Never knowing it was filled with lust
And only lust...
Shared me for his love making me pride
Never knowing it was filled with lust
And only lust...
Left me in his thoughts making me sick
Never knowing it was just lust
And only lust...
The Romantic Dec 2024
Is there ever
A day without thinking of you?
The sun gaps of light
Aren’t even bright anymore
I used to
stare at them and
visualize your
beautiful, beautiful face
Inspiration gone: CHECK
The Romantic Dec 2024
Red
Someone forgot the pearl necklace today
I remember seeing a red and white skirt
the sound of the wind was strong
a floral set of earrings
As the camera rolled
a pause stood in the air
there wasn't a single cloud in the sky
the black blouse was transparent
the red on the mustang
reflected your sunshine face.
this poem
is like watching you
over and over again
greatsloth Dec 2024
That dark desire clouds your mind
It whispers something profane
Asking for pleasure that bind
Filthy corruption and bane.
Feeling a little patriotic so I'll share the traditional poem of Philippines, Tanaga, which follows a 7-7-7-7 structure with AAAA/ABAB/AABB rhyme schemes. This is the first tanaga that I've written hope you like it.
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