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Could you capture patience and haste
Skin softer than silk a body with delicious taste
Inhibitions non existent
Lustful desires persistent
Entangled like vines
Who have weaved through the fence
A sadistic touch to watch you tense.
Submission a form of primal love
Pain and arousal both in the same glove
What we do a release
A moment of peace
Lost inside chaos.
Anne J Oct 9
Mistreatment, abandonment, corruption, exploitation,
Things that have been done, without any explanation.
Blue down the face, red down the brain,
Creating a purple, pleasurable feeling, of cruelty in perverted vain.
Yet the pleasure is reversed, for it was just an excuse,
For the deepest excuse that came from the most purple bruise.
I made this sophomore year. I believe I made the word "purchistic" up, and, no, I have no idea what purchistic means. Judging by the repeating "pleasure" wordplay, I think it was a combination of "purple" and "masochistic".
Enzo Sep 15
lyrical vices spewed out from mouths of rubber
strung together with tongues of knives
you spit fire and death all around
breaking hearts and taking lives,
a woman of pure evil
and like deals with the devil
I offer both youth and future
use me as you please, break me as I am,
my dear demon queen
i once had a queen tho
It’s never been my thought
That you’ll deceive me like this
After I told you to leave me naught
After I told you, you bring me bliss.
But still, being the ******* that I am
I follow you like a lost lamb
Even if there’s no hope at all
Even if I feel foolish, ****** talking to a wall
Who won’t even break,
My heart’s at stake.
It’s yours to break anyway,
You’ve owned it from the very first day.
Jessie Taylor H May 2017
Just a piece of metal,
That's stained with red and white.
Leading me to sweet pain,
And such a lovely high.

Flawless drops of red escaping,
While this addictive white dust is introduced to my brain.
My mind feels so beautiful,
And my whole body trembles.
Thinking of the taste of your neck,
While shivers run down my spine.

The bitter taste in my throat,
Masking the emotions I suppress.
Feelings of you keep swelling up,
So I do another line to tame them.
Your charming smile vanishing,
Replaced with lustful eyes.
Calming down my heart,
And filling up my body instead.
Jessie Taylor H May 2017
Innocence is no friend of mine,
My thoughts leading me to a darker time.
Dreaming of a pain, the kind worth begging for.

I've surrendered to your lips,
Soft and sweet, your addicting kiss.
Fantasizing, about you pulling on my hips.
Trapped in your tantalizing gaze

Sweet loss of breath, from your hand around my neck.
**** in my eyes, as you ****** between my thighs.
My legs twitching, gripping you tightly.
Fading away into sweet insanity.
Jessie Taylor H Apr 2017
She told him to run,
But his ears were sewn shut.
So he just watched her perfect lips move,
Because he wanted to rush.

It wasn’t because she was scared;
You see, she knew he knew nothing of love.
Now maybe she could teach him,
But patience was something unheard of.

And even though she was smart,
She still thought with her heart.
So she scavenged up the pieces,
With what little time she had.
But when she finally let him in,
Fear was all he had.

Now even though she felt pain,
From the blinding heartbreak that remained;
She’d always choose the ache,
Over the silent nothingness from running away.
Sally A Bayan Feb 2017

Ocean plays,
pokes the shore,
waves' bubbly edges

making love,
sand and rocks,
both subservient...

ocean...fondles shore with
masochistic caresses,
love affair...


Copyright February 7, 2017
Rosalia Rosario A. Bayan
Love poem #4
Denis St Martin Jan 2017
Bruised and
Battered and
Beaten in
I sat upright on the floor

Head lowered
Unpleasant breaths
Escaped my inner core

Your capabilities
As well as my defence
I misjudged completely
Messed up and knocked down am I

I didn't say a word
But I whispered in my mind,
"I can still put up a fight"

I stood up straight
Looked you in the eye
Fists clenched at my sides

I smiled warmly
And straight from my soul
Asked if you were alright
I made this one when I was a little sleep deprived, inspired by music that was new to me and emotions, as well as some personal experiences.
Crimsyy Nov 2016
Pull me,
play this tug of war
until I can no longer
bend back for you,
as much as I love you,
I cannot split myself in half for you.
I hope you understand,
I hope you see
I cannot feed this
masochistic thrill you seek;
I want to feel, feel, feel so badly
but not bad enough to taste blood,
but badly enough to give
all the right pieces of me
to the right person.
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