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Raven Dec 2024
I remember that day
And everything that I felt for you
And everything we wanted to do

I remember the feeling of your hands
On my body
Roaming my mind and my soul
As you caressed my skin

I remember the feeling of your cracked lips
On mine
As we connected
And it felt as if
We were one

I remember the way you looked at me
And how I would duck and shy away
Afraid to let you know
What your gaze did to me

But you knew full well the affect
That you had on my body
My mind
And my soul

I don't regret
The soft carresing touch
The blade to my throat
When I tried to disobey
The way you would choke me
With the hands that
Touched my soul

I don't regret
The teasing for hours
Then when you left me devoured
And after you showered me with the warmth
Of the love you had to give
As you helped me wash myself
Along with you
Under the warm water
Connected still to your body

I remember falling asleep
In your arms
Completely at peace
Until I woke up
And once I left I knew
You had given too much of you
And thats the last I felt
Of your hands roaming my body

But
I don't for a second
Regret
You
Dec/19/2021
Taÿpen Nov 2024
This ***** is reserved for me
Every night I park my **** in it
So wet it needs a caution sign when I slip in it
You make my **** feel at home when I’m in it
This ***** belongs to me when I’m digging in it.
Kadius Hollis Nov 2024
Misconceptions running through my head,
Pillow talking, racing to the bed.
Tongue playing keeps me in illusion.
So, I’d rather find the mix-up in seclusion.

Then let me lay you down and play pretend,
Thinking you're more than just a friend.  
Because all I ever did I did for you,
For those parting thighs and loving kisses, too.

A black bra wraps my eyes like a blindfold,
Delusion has me locked up in her hold.
Soft lips rubbing up and down my neck,
And It's never passionate; it’s always just a peck.

Misconceptions and skin running past my fingers,
I can't help that it’ll be the thought of her that lingers.
The Poet's Tea Nov 2024
Down the stairs, to the left. Creeeak... Step... Step...
His door closed, I creep up... Click!... Creeak... Unlocked;

Closed door, lights dim, dark red with lust;
Hours late, he plays me such as he does his violin.
Bodies tight, musk, and my perfume.
Start off slow, savor the taste, his mouth on mine, non to waste.

Sweat and kisses, bites my neck; Slides in, and plays his deck.
Creation Date: 11/13/24 | 6:30 pm CDT
https://allpoetry.com/poem/18105699--Intimacy--by-The-Poets-Tea-adult
Bee Nov 2024
perhaps the most appealing part of you
is that we could never be together
never in the same room
under the pretenses between these sheets
laugh lines forming a parenthesis
becoming an unfinished sentence
embedded in your thread count

you always liked me better
when you couldn't see my face
roleplay began taking the shape
of a placeholder instead
missing what we couldn't have
taking what we could get
greedy and all-consuming lust

i wonder who else might feel the same way
when affection grows into resentment
repulsive to the tongue
forbidden love becomes bitter
when it is left to breathe over time
Taÿpen Nov 2024
We locked eyes as the magnetic force pulled us together
We communicated without a single word
We connected in sync; enraptured by your smile I couldn’t even blink
So many fantasies playing in my mind
Plotting on taking you back to my suite so I can give you that sweet seduction
There’s a spark that needs setting and you’re the fuse
I tug and you pull as neither one of us wants to lose  
You looking like a cake in your birthday suit
I’m going to enjoy every single slice of you
You gripping the sheets, hair in disarray
Hear your screams from miles away, let the whole world know who got you this way
I’ll have you going crazy endlessly over my magic stick
Behind close doors you can let go and lose yourself to me.
Aa Harvey Nov 2024
Anita


She is keeping me up tonight.
She’s done this lots of times.
We tell each other we are friends.
We know each other lies.
We’re more than that,
I want her bad, but to be good to me.
I need her love, she could be enough;
Maybe she could make me happy.
I want to grow old with her,
But my existence has become a blur.
I knew her long ago, but I want her to feel like my first.
I want the fear, the excitement, the nervousness of a kiss.
I want to tell her how I feel,
But I don’t know if she is his.
Is she alone?  Does she want my love?
Does she know I need her touch?
I need to hold her in my arms,
For I am charmed by all her charms.


(C)2022 Aa Harvey. All Rights Reserved.
Maria Etre Nov 2024
Lust
is l(ove) (st)reet
without
you

Lust is
Lost
without
you

Lust is
life with
"I" (f)eeling (e)xcited

Lust is
flexible
but never
a sin
until
it is
with
(u)
Derrick Jones Nov 2024
Touch
I want it so much
Electric
Ecstatic
Attachment automatic

As soon as it begins
My head, it swirls, it swims
Intimacy together
Attached not tethered

A hand to hold
A leg to touch
A hug, a kiss
I long so much

The soma
The body
My Nadis, not naughty
It’s healthy, not snotty
Even if she a shawty

We are social creatures
Not a bug, it’s a feature
I’m not a leech or a lecher
Touch is holy; I’m a preacher
A reacher
Let me lead her
On a path under the bleachers

A gentle caress
More, not less
I must confess
I want to undress
You from that sundress
That is unless
It causes duress

Because at the end of the day, I just want to play
To dance, to sway
To lay in golden glimpses of ego eclipses
To live on the edge of ellipsis...

If our lips touch then I may combust
A price worth paying for your trust
To let me in, to let me hold you
Is more special than I ever told you
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