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Siren Dec 2019
You are art

To be

Art

To me.
You are my all. My ****** in every aspect.
ERIKA Dec 2019
so deeply into you I see the liquor losing you.
I show out I show off nothing unusual. caught up in the mix got you so comfortable.
I kiss to save you, passionate I can't tame you
*** w you drives me insane just makes me lose everything
my mind my body,
my soul - has been touched w such lust
*******, I feel the rush
two bodies become one within this sin.
don't think you can relate
sorry not sorry ya homie don't have what it takes
Or have you ever had that touch
soul ties ****** me up
Lord I beg for mercy to quit
I know you see me self ******* to our memories & ****.
can't help how she makes me lose it..
my mind, ...forever abusing it.
you came for me for me I came for you so tightly my body lays on top of you
Hate how much you know me inside & out I'm still questioning how this all came about....
I lost one.
Carlo C Gomez Nov 2019
I'll dip my fingers
into her water
and listen for the sounds
she makes

congealed walls will
flood back over
guiding her
to the promise land
Carlo C Gomez Oct 2019
Within the nook of a dell,
a good distance
from obloquy
and inhibition,
floating on water,
listening to birdsong
descend down
the stream
of a musical scale.
Don’t need to believe
or even consent to
any critique,
any look-see,
you are free and light
on the surface,
buoyant and supple
beneath.

Languid movements,
reminiscent
of a weir,
cascade
and trickle,
springing forth
to orchestrate an overture.
This feeling is
beatific,
euphoric,
the moment one of
nonpareil,
bijou,
objet d’art,
and these transports
are yours only
to involuntarily
succumb to and relive:

Rhythmic waves
quivering
upon your shore,
as your limbs and spine camber.
It’s no wonder
you often lift
your voice in song.
CandidlySubtle Nov 2019
I’m swimming in a sea of warmth,
Waves that rub along my skin like silk,
Each wave a push and pull,
Of muscles being massaged,
Relaxing and softening,
With each wave that splashes,
Sends tingles vibrating through,
They rush through as I gasp for air,
And I breathe into this sea of warmth,
And I taste all of its salt,
Prickling and tickling my tongue,
And with one final wave,
I disappear and surrender into this sea of warmth.
neth jones Nov 2019
tup
fluent ; we thutch and spear

sensation comes ; world and sphere

clutch cold after swell
Anti Haiku
hazem al jaber Sep 2019
Magical ****** ..


just breathe now ...
breathe so deep ...
until you get a warm ...
warm air so deep ...
from inside ...

breathe sweetheart ...
to feel me well...
as i do now ...
yell with a longs yells ...
to get the desires ...
that we both need...
yes we need ..
really both need ...

just breathe ...
feel me ...
inside ...
as the air ...
which you hold inside ...
feel me ...
as i'm touching you now ...

breathe with no stop ...
in and out ...
imagine me ...
while you dancing now ...
into your desiring bed ...
as we both so close ...
making that great love ...

breathe me now ...
and ask me to do ...
to get close to you ...
to start our morning love ...
while we both feel both ...
so deep inside ...

breathe a hot breathes ...
and call me now ...
to be there ...
into your desires ...
so deep ...
until you get ...
the ****** ...
together both ...
in a same time ...

breathe more sweetheart ...
with no stop ...
even after you get ...
that ****** ...
keep asking me for more ...
don't get shy nor shame ...
it's our love ...
our magical morning ...
that we used to do ...
to get our happiness ...
while we feel both ...
our magical ****** ..
with no shame  ...

sweetheart mine ...
sorry to be that greedy ...
greedy poet ...
so ...
forgive me sweet lady mine ...
i feel so greedy more to you now ...
and i feel you on my lap ...
forgive me sweetheart ...
to get you on me ...
and to make love ...
with you now  ...
forgive me ...
sweet angel mine ...
it's the love ...
which i dream always ...
to get only with you ...
to get both ...
our own love ...
and our magical ****** ..

hazem al ..
Noa Adler Jul 2019
It slithers,
Slowly,
From the tips of your toes,
This vibration,
From the tips of your fingers,
This stretch,
To your shins,
This tickle,
To your arms,
This sensation,
To your knees,
This energy,
To your shoulders,
This shake,
To your thighs,
This chill,
To your chest,
This awakening,
To your hips,
This Caress,
To your stomach,
This explosion,
In your core.
Àŧùl Jul 2019
We are getting married one day,
The next night we shall make love,
You will be my dear peahen darling,
And oh! Only I shall be your peacock,
We shall ****** each other lovingly,
Your dam will be breached when,
Steamy love is made standing...

We would take a bath together,
My hands will be on your peaks,
Your hands'll be on my shoulder,
Getting closer we'll just get bolder,
The lovehole'll swallow lovepole,
Our rhythm'll get much harder,
'Oh yes baby!' So we both cry!!!

In the end, both of us attain *******.
I promise to help you to ****** each time we have *** in future.

Related to a largely ignored aspect of equality.

My HP Poem #1751
©Atul Kaushal
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