#pleasure poems on Hello Poetry

CLARYT Mar 2018

He’s a creature of habit,
He has morals and goals,
He strives to be better,
He makes this girl whole,

He gives to the takers,
He never says no,
He’s the sweetest and kindest,
He makes my heart glow,

He makes love so manly,
But tender and soft,
He outdoes all others,
To me he’s the boss,

He’s mine and i love it,
He means me no harm,
He works hard to please me,
He’s like my right arm,

This man in my life,
Is the best in the world,
I’m eternally grateful he chose me as his girl......

(c) eileenmcgreevy@ymail.com 2018

This is a work of fact..... For the best man ever..

#love #gratefulness #honour #pleasure #lucky

ClawedBeauty101 Mar 2018

**** At Our Finger Tips

On the screens...
In the model scenes...

In the magazines,
In the places we believe are unseen

We have all the ******* we could want and "need"
It's in our hands, at our finger tips, your flesh is filled with greed

Hastily eating all you can **** out of what your distracted eyes see
Satisfied? Never, Then continue to watch that **** view, then wash that history clean

You know you the ***** feeling you desire!
That shakiness that makes your heart grow mad and burn like insanities fire.

If responsibility did not exist, that would be your main priority, fall lewidly into the dark
To feed that starving flesh the images it need's to get that spark

Enjoying it?....  Tired of it yet? Too Soft? Too Hard?
Too Slow? Too Fast? Watch whatever actions you want, you're the one playing the cards

But listen to a different side of *******...

A "beauty" in those pornographies has laid a target on my type of beauty
I didn't ask for it... I didn't desire it... I didn't want it... I felt filthy...

Several men who thought they had the complete authority,  physically abused...
Mentally harming with words, because of conviction, because of being accused

Refusing to give up their poison because it gives them the attention that makes them moan
Sometimes.. watching things aren't enough... time to give varginity a loan

....Almost have been ****** assaulted more then once... and forever my soul have been torn
Some girls and boys have experienced much worse... *****... killed... suffered.. WHY ALLOW ALL THIS ****?

WHAT IS MORE IMPORTANT!? YOUR ****** EMOTIONS?
OR A HURTING NATION THAT IS BEING DESTROYED BY THIS ****** DEVOTION!!!!

....The more you feed it... with your mastrabational retuals
Or whatever... the more it'll want to consume... it won't stay netrual

....It has burned up families... marriages... friendships... and relationships
And even has devoured the heart of those who enjoy it... Who think it's a fun strip

...I am warning you... we are tempted left and right.. it's every where we see
We are not strong enough to resist the temptations... we are of the flesh; weak

Please don't waste your treasure filled bodies or lips...
We Have **** At Our Finger Tips...

Only God can save the death of humanity... And help us end these ****** struggles...
*And Only He...

(Yeah... it's a sloppy draft sorry X_X)
Let me be the first to say this... I AM SICK OF IT!!! **** IS DESTROYING THIS COUNTRY!!!!!!!!!! WE ARE ALLOWING IT TO DESTROY NOT ONLY OTHERS BUT OURSELVES TOO!!!!

Okay i took a BIG step with this poem... and I know I was very straight forward and bold with this

I'll probably loose followers XD lol

but... it's true
it's something my family has been suffering with... We  don't know who we can trust... who won't hurt us... who won't trick us... **** destroys reasoning

It affects everyone... it may seem fun in the moment... but it will leave you empty just like everything else in this world... I am not perfect I have fallen into it...won't hide that... and believe me when I say this... Not only have I done it, I have experienced the affect of  it other people and how they treat others... including me...

Don't do it... end it... what pleasure is there when there is a free gift of eternity waiting for you through our Lord and Savior Jesus Christ

If  ANYONE has any questions please feel free to message me or leave a comment below...

Thank you

Cat Lynn ///
3/20/18

#**** #******* #*** #****** #assault #pleasure #finger #tips #struggles #stop

C Mar 2018

Oil Painting

She wanted to take him to see a
Work of art that was much too large
To fit inside of a gallery;
The view from a green bridge,
The river down below.
He was afraid of heights and would not look down, but
They walked hand in hand and his warm pulse helped her understand
That the way to frame such a masterpiece, was to
Make it into a memory.
And even though they walk this bridge many a time together,
This particular drizzly sort of night springs to mind, as
It was then she realised that the orange sky,
Reflected upon stained glass windows,
Pleased the eye.

And so she remembers how the grease in the spattering rain and the filth in the glowing waters
Were eclipsed by the light of her Love.

He had in his possession a smile of which he gave to her with great passion, and with this
She forgot about City Disparity- in her fashion.

With dewy lashes, bold in youth, did he
Paint stars across a purple, ashen sky-
The same that never fade in memory-
And so she remembers
The oils they extracted from the river,
Below the heights they were reaching,
And how they let linger Euphoria in mixing and pressing,
So that this feeling could last
Forever.

#love #relationships #worship #unity #art #artist #happiness #pleasure #euphoria #***

Midnight Mar 2018

Night Escapade

My hair fell limp
Alongside my face
It cascaded down
Grazing my lace

My lips brushed yours
I felt our embrace
Your body on mine
I'm loving your taste

My eyes engaged yours
This can't be erased
The sensual pleasure
I'm dripping (Like I just ran a race)

#sensual #*** #pleasure

Styles Mar 2018

Motion of the Ocean

He swells swollen with pleasures loathing
her walls anticipate hard measures imploding
the crash of his body
sending waves of pleasure
into her current
his throws of passion
deepen her depths
to depths unmeasured

#*** #pleasure #***** #love #poem #poet #poetry #romance #****

Rose Mar 2018

Pleasure

I don’t love you.
I lust you.
I lust for your body against mine,
And for your soft plump lips to kiss my skin.
I lust for the taste of your sweat slicked skin,
And the soft moans that escape your mouth.
I lust for the blissed out look on your face,
And for your hands to pull my hair.
I lust for your lips to brush mine,
And the scratches you leave behind.
I don’t love you.
I lust after the pleasure you bring.

3-13-18

#lust #*** #pleasure

Melodie Fowles Mar 2018

Power

I am the one
With all the power
And your insatiable hunger
I will devour

Lay you down
Lick and stroke
Slide my tongue
While my hands choke

Your slick body is
For my own personal use
And your corruption
Is my ultimate abuse

I listen to your
Lustful, torturous cries
Drink them in
As I close my eyes

Dripping with sweat
Riding ****** waves
Taking you in
Sick depraved ways

Extracting your gratification
Will be seductively fun
But not until
My own selfish pleasure is won.

#poem #poetry #*** #passion #pleasure #desire

Purcy Flaherty Feb 2018

******* goo

We talk about equality, honesty and candor,
dream of unity between *** and gender,
Though men can be *******, uncouth and crude.

It’s not just men that express lude desires,
Women too light their own fires.

A world full of wankers!
all love making goo.
I shouldn’t say it! Why?
It’s still a social taboo!

Equality, honesty and candour !

#****** #******* #self #pleasure #frigging #wanking