"extasy" poems
Exposed and bare
Standing there
Following your demands
Your treasured possession
Object of obsession
Waiting for your commands
A slave for my master
A beautiful disaster
Submissive, wanting to obey
Torment and tease or
Worship and please
I'm yours in every way
You start off slow,
From my head to my toes
Covering my body with kisses
Working wonders with your mouth
Lingering as your lips go south
"Mmmmmm you taste delicious"
My hands are bound behind my back
You give my *** a nice hard smack
Whispering in my ear "you're mine"
You place a blindfold over my eyes
Your fingers slip between my thighs
Oh god sir, I'm on cloud nine!
Your cat of nine tails across my ****
"On your knees you ***** ****
My eyes light up when he greets me
He's like a rock,
Your big, beautiful ****
I take him in my mouth completely
My tongue dances wildly
To put it mildly
He is glistening from my spit
Enclosed in my lips,
Your hands on my hips
You signal for me to quit
He's throbbing, she's aching
You make me start begging
"Please sir, I need him now!"
"Bend over and take him *****
As you ****** I start to twitch
Oh. My. God. Sir. Wow!
"Please don't stop sir! Harder! Faster"
"Wait for it ***** *** with your master"
Exploding like dynamite, we succumb
To feelings of ******
Our mutual fantasy,
Into pure oblivion
Feb 11, 2017
Feb 11, 2017 at 4:41 PM UTC
my sneses are in overdrive
like a car driving over a big sped bump
i look to the left
outlines of claking clikers await me
i look to the rite
there bulgig eyes dare me to make the fist move
i like to wisper sweet nothing's into they're ears
like "mr claker yuo are so powerful" or "scutle away with me to ******
but then i had the truly terible reelisation
they doo not have ears...
Jun 19, 2019
Jun 19, 2019 at 2:38 AM UTC
i believe we all have in our lives
a crazy love
consumed
too late or too early
too fast or too slow.
we all have that love that will always stay there
no matter what
whose remnants won't be able to be erased
no matter what.
it is like a scar from childhood which will remind you of that fall...
there will be other men
each of them will hold my hand
they will muss my hair
each in their own way
and they will all laugh at they way i sleep.
each in a different way.
i will
probably
live with each of them
a late 20 of July
or
i will
maybe
meet them
every time
in an empty intersection
at midnight.
and will
possibly
wear the same clothes
the same flowery top
the same shoes
or
we will run foolishly under the same umbrella.
i will have a particular ritual
with each of them
we might drink tea instead of coffee,
or we won't drink anything,
or on the contrary,
we might drink too much.
or we will smoke like Turks.
maybe we will quit smoking.
we might ride our bikes every day
or go out rollerskating
or maybe i will get my driver's licence
i will drive one of those old Beetles.
we will listen to the same riotous band
we will sway on the same songs
and maybe then
he will hold me in his arms
the same way.
and so what?
everything will be the same
but in a totally different way.
with someone else.
always someone else and not him.
it is that love that made you fly
and then slammed you to the ground
for a few times
without thinking about anything
and then
it repeated the process for a few times
and then
it left you like this
hovering between sky and earth.
adrift.
it is that love which is
agony
and ******
in the same time
and...
it is that love that has left a scar in your soul
and whatever you would do
you can't forget it.
and you hope that
this time, maybe.
but it's not working.
it's that love...
Aug 3, 2018
Aug 3, 2018 at 12:07 PM UTC
I'm flying up, spiraling down
feeling invincible, breaking down
I'm high, then low
'round the loop I go
flooded in passion, drown in pain
****** and love, hurt and distain
filled with joy, emptied to hate
rising up, to fall to my previous state
This rollercoaser going 'round and 'round
Lifting me up, to bring me back down
Sep 26, 2013
Sep 26, 2013 at 12:50 PM UTC
No expectations
No hesitations
No diving in too deep,
No taking for granted
What could be passing
No build up to become incomplete
Just take your time
And you'll be fine
No regrets
No misery,
Enjoy each day but don't betray
Your feelings within each week
Enjoy the ride
Live your life
Consume the unknown and what's to be,
No second guessing
No pigeon stepping
No fighting with your own two feet
They'll take you there
Where ever they dare
Trust their judgement
Trust their needs,
Become less concerned with what's to come
When it can't be controlled by 'me'
It's out of your hands
So enjoy this land
And all it offers you,
Just be grateful
For every day full
Of pleasures which you seek
Because nothing's forever
So today we must treasure
The current ******
Of pure emotions
Stark devotion
Whatever will be, will be
Mar 27, 2016
Mar 27, 2016 at 5:52 PM UTC
When you close your eyes
when you close your eyes, do you dream about me
are these dreams filled with love, and burning ******
do our hands reach for each other, in the darkness of the night
carressing one another, until the early morning light
do we whisper sweet nothings, into each others ear
ignoring the obvious, the things that we both fear
the truth can be quite painful, it will not let us be
in this case the truth, will never set us free
when you close your eyes, do the tears fill your head
lying there motionless, in your lonely bed
because there is no room for me, someone else is in that spot
one more night of crying, your stomach in a knot
your last response was no response, it left me with a chill
the feeling is the end is here, you sent the final bill
when you close your eyes, I feel you no longer dream
covering your head instead, so no one can hear your scream
no I no longer think, that you dream of me
the cold distance is wider now, the space between you and me
that you have made a concious choice, to just let it go
you don't have to say the words, I already know
Aug 30, 2011
Aug 30, 2011 at 10:11 PM UTC
We've got a special kind of love.
it's so unbelievable.
I thought you loved me like I love melancholy moods.
But you only loved yourself,
So i have another story to tell,
Hold on, strap your seatbelt
We're about to take off.
You knew that we were all wrong
We were caught up in the ******
Closer and closer we grew,
And things were getting ****
I want to get to know you, everything about you.
Perfect imperfections and sly innuendos.
And i never said it'd be easy,
But who knew this could be so pleasing?
You're just a basket case,
A yellow-bellied coward.
Why can't you say it to my face?
I'm getting older by the hour.
Time is ticking on, and im starting to get mad.
Erase the feelings of love and most everything we had.
You make you're way in like a venomous snake.
I'm sorry to say there's a line in your way.
The line is the bind between my love and your hate.
You're an unsympathetic ****
Don't ******* treat me this way.
This simply can't work, trust me i know.
I've got the rage of a madman, so id run,
And run. I'd go.
Go away from me.
Stop feeling sorry for youself.
You want to try to control me, I'm on the highest shelf.
I pity you, honey, i really do.
Lying, manipulating ******* thats you.
You might want to start praying now,
Because im not about to bow.
This is really going to hurt,
So prepare for the worst.
Here's an announcement ladies and gents!
Cat's out of the bag so **** you! Get bent.
I aim to please, and i ain't pleasing you.
My heart's on the mend, and oh yeah, **** you!
You're just a basket case,
A yellow-bellied coward.
Why can't you say it to my face?
I'm getting older by the hour.
Time is ticking on, and im starting to get mad.
Erase the feelings of love and most everything we had.
You make you're way in like a venomous snake.
I'm sorry to say there's a line in your way.
The line is the bind between my love and your hate.
You're an unsympathetic ****
Don't ******* treat me this way.
This simply can't work, trust me i know.
I've got the rage of a madman, so id run,
And run. I'd go.
My temper is high, you weak-kneed coward.
The pleasure's all mine you pathetic ****
You're one of the ****** so you'll be
Locked in the cage.
This story is over, and yet not my rage.
We have a special kind of love,
And it's a dangerous one.
It's one that ends with you...
At the barrel of my gun.
Jan 15, 2016
Jan 15, 2016 at 9:01 AM UTC
The music roused something in me
That was asleep for so long
Every note of the song made me a traitor
A cheater, a hateful turncoat
For I thought myself impervious
To such lowly tempations of men
But in my hubris, I forgot of my flesh
That makes as falliable as any of them.
And to remember the time my heart belonged to her
She of caramel eyes and flowing brown hair
Holding my heart in so tight a grip
The beating of drums ******* that of what she held
My mind filled the void the distance between us made
As my lips craved hers to kiss
But in a frenzy, kisses turn to passions unbound
To make every inch of her mine, in her body to drown
To her undrapped form, a moment lost in time
The symphony of our ****** filled the air of night.
...
...
...
And now, temperance has taken hold
And a new love, her place
And while I love her indeed, exciment in life
It seems to have... Faded away
The love I thought my beloved has
Isn´t wholly her own
So long as the music plays I fear
My desires bubble and tumble
To give in to my lust.
Mar 5, 2019
Mar 5, 2019 at 11:59 PM UTC
I cannot reject him
His body washes over me
Teasing me with a gentle caress
Painting pictures with his fingertips
Tantalizing, fun, I cannot control
These urges he has conjured up In me
Longing to break free
Bite my lip as he kisses my neck
Surging rush of excitement
Sends electricity through my veins
I cannot reject him
I hold his soultury gaze
He enters and I gasp
Clawing at his innocence
Digging my nails into his youth
Rolling waves of passion
More intense with each pass
Until an angry storm is brewing
And we cry out in ******
Apr 11, 2013
Apr 11, 2013 at 5:59 PM UTC
The soft patter of bare feet against hard wood,
soft giggles in the back ground,
air swirling with sweat and sweet lust.
Two pairs of lips,
curved into gentle smiles.
Skin glowing with perspiration.
Chests heave up and down in unison,
bodies barely an inch away.
Electricity tingles between two souls.
More than just lust.
Stolen kisses,
hands intertwined.
Eyes contented,
roaming over expanses of exposed skin.
Lingering ******
Ever-holding happiness.
Pleasure moments hanging like dust.
Sun beams dance across sheets.
Day wasted,
perfect day.
Oct 10, 2011
Oct 10, 2011 at 3:40 PM UTC
Passion a flame for love to light
A melting heart shining in eyes bright
Her hands hold me in a sweet delight
Passion a flame of hearts to unite
Sweetness in a lips that kiss
Dew and honey a brew of bliss
In her arms love to fill an abyss
passion set on fire of hearts that miss
The beat of heart heard in her chest
A child in heart suckling breast
A song in her cry of love doth rest
passion of woman tease and test
The star light diamonds on sweat
love in a night days pain to defeat
passions fire calm in times treat
In her arms a shell to retreat
the tune of joy mellows to an end
the stars a silent witness in ****** spent
the beat of heart in a night breeze to blend
wishing the flames of passion never to end
Sep 22, 2015
Sep 22, 2015 at 12:07 AM UTC
As day turns to night,
sleep walks
and i spark into a million suns'
the sands of time reverse turn back and return.
I am burned. with The silence of this poetic air, and
As many a man thinks the night is mystic and unworthy i think it is majestic and uncertain
I hold hands with the night as it burns away
Surpassing every feeling of love and ****** Because i know it'll be OK
A blinding vision of light begins to show
exposing the truth that i am young, but my soul grows old
Today is not the end.
For i am wounded, but i continue to go
The night heals me
It reveals to myself, things that i do not show
Mar 11, 2010
Mar 11, 2010 at 5:15 PM UTC
It is written in the runes
unveiled by the maypole ******
When the darkest kiss
meets the storm of light
on a midsummer’s night.
The sisterhood has gathered.
Fog and dew, euphoric moves.
Chanting, flaunting ivory skin.
Feel the pull of our dance
the taunting of our calls.
Baccanal cries of ******
Bringing down the silver tears
of falling stars to heal, to still
the wounded souls, the lost
with a swill of magic dew.
Moon daisy,
Buttercup
Count the number,
hold your tongue.
Catchfly and Baby’s breath
say naught to no one
keep the faith.
Delphinium
my steadfast knight.
Bluebell and yes,
Forget-me-not.
Gathered by the crossroad
of yesterdays and tomorrows.
Gentle flowers sacralized
s e v e n for the magic number
to seal the vow eternally
of my love everlasting.
Too soon the dawn will break.
Hurry do the last of spells.
Hop over n i n e fences
kirtle tied around my waist.
Don’t look, don’t speak
just hold my breath.
No time for sleep, not yet
I mustn’t forget the rite itself,
that will grant my dreams to unveil.
What’s written in the future
s e v e n blooms under my pillow.
and finally I’ll see...
...the one
Jun 21, 2019
Jun 21, 2019 at 8:47 AM UTC
your sweet touch lingers in the memory of my skin
tiny pinholes of pleasure gasping for breath
the hardness of you pressed warmly against the hollows
the sheath laid to the floor
no barriers
all guards let down
acceptance of the inevitable
as you drink deep, what is offered so willingly
after a hard fought battle
pleasures escape from your lips lies caress my soul
and mark my heart for disaster
and in the warm panic of approaching ******
all confessions obtained by blunt and assertive force have been wrenched away from this guarded heart,
and yet nothing but the mechanics of your lips and fingertips linger
the warmth swept away by the cold resolution in piercing eyes now
rolled into cold disregard
and deadly ice sets upon blunt trauma shattered by the inevitable truth
the years fall away as a game of love versus lust is thrown to the dogs
and I exquisitely and completely assassinated by love,
one sweet blow at a time.
Apr 27, 2014
Apr 27, 2014 at 4:38 AM UTC
******
is not,
the Finish Line
is not,
What
******
is about,
******
My friend,
is to understand
The End,
is not
******
for them,
For Women,
******
is the route.
Oct 25, 2018
Oct 25, 2018 at 2:30 AM UTC
between the sentences and paragraphs
were the commas and periods are misplaced
the chapters end in question marks
It seems ,you and I, are two of a kind
We ventured into love, again, one more time
our hearts beat fast, when they are near
all our lonliness we collected, dissapear
time and space collide, energy released
such a blinding light mute our senses
we want to be swept away by their solar whispers
feel the galactic ****** being pulled from us
an ever expanding passion that will never end
yet time is a constant and space is a vast place
our energy of love for them, dissapear to a black hole
so we search the universe for another blinding light
in hopes for an ever expanding passion that never end
between the sentences and the paragraphs
were commas and periods are missplaced
the chapters end in question marks
Dec 31, 2014
Dec 31, 2014 at 9:56 PM UTC
Sometimes i feel lost, sometimes i feel so lonely
Sometimes i don,t feel you close to me, but i know that you are there lookig at me from a star shine
Sometimes i miss you so much and i wish you could be here with me fizicly
Sometimes i wonder if you,ll still wait for me, if you,ll have patient with me because i know that i,m so difficult
Sometimes i,m watching at you,re picture looking into you,re eyes because i need to see you,re love and i miss the blue colour of you,re eyes
Sometimes i wish i can feel the touch of you,re hand
Sometimes i wish you could be here telling me that everything will be ok
Sometimes i close my eyes and i call you,re name
Oh sometimes i,m thinking about you so much that i fall in ******
I want so much to be with you my beautiful angel what is looking at me from a star
I need you to be with me day and night and for the restle of my life
May 28, 2014
May 28, 2014 at 12:43 AM UTC
as I levitate my heart
to reach your mind
and the warmth you
encounter, you'll find
******
the words I whisper
into your ear
seem chrisper
when I hold you near
as your arms hold me tight
till the morning sunlight
there is peace in my mind
through out the night
Jan 27, 2015
Jan 27, 2015 at 9:03 PM UTC
*I think back
I remember my eyelashes
fluttering on her breast
like the wings of a bird.
my tongue finding her cleavage
tracing her curves.
fingertips on her skin
her teeth nibbling my neck
somewhere in a land
between pain and ******
I remember
I remember
Oh God
how I remember*
Mar 14, 2016
Mar 14, 2016 at 10:42 PM UTC
I've known him
for as long as
I can remember
He inspires me
to write from the heart
of love that only
lovers know
Of moonbeams
dancing in the
shadows of the night
As lovers embrace
through out the night
Of lovers as they caress
ever inch of their body's
as they explore the
****** of love
between the
satin sheets
Then in the sweet
dawn of the morning
light they lay in
each others arms
blissful of the love
that shines from
their soul their heart
This is what inspires
my muse
Jul 6, 2015
Jul 6, 2015 at 9:55 AM UTC
so the sheets were warm,
you didn't give a ****
you unwrapped me from the layers roughly without due care
and unsheathed,you grabbed and pulled the last modest garment
that reliquished so easily its hold.
and I know whats coming
strong arms pull me closer
forceful hips manouver
light lips part
warm breath escapes
your low voice whispers
have i told you lately how lovely you are?
oh yes you have but i say nothing,
you continue taking my cue,
I wish I didnt have to work today,
hands gliding down my sides,
face nuzzled gently against firming soft peaks
rough thumbs gently caress the hollows of hips
rising to greet pleasure
a soft kiss on the glistening silk threads
a glance at your watch,
a gingered withdrawal as you announce theres no time,
and the rest is
assured ****** untasted.
Apr 7, 2014
Apr 7, 2014 at 12:11 AM UTC
Why do I have to go when there are things such as poetry
How can we go to places and forget the people we saw
Their tongues speaking in tongues while their brains all forgot
And made an effort to bleed sincerously while it was still time
To be honest we could have given anything we were made of
The point was asked but somehow nothing could be done
Somehow still it all remains vague and unknown
We talk about the words in an endless repeating cycle
And laugh in a crisis and then stop and stare at each other
How I want to speak to you in a way that can be heard
All through your skin and blood and become what can't be talked about
The infinite we chased, that only dead men caught
That gives us what we need and will always ache for
The pain of being remunerated through oblivion or pleasure
Sometimes beginning to give a glimpse of a heaven made in here
Made human at last I understood it so clearly
The confusion that holds me like a mother in tears
As another night wishes to be endless through me
Everytime that I believed has led to a greater destiny
And no one, no one is made human by words only
They, and you, and I grew as we were supposed to be
Made into ourselves by thoughts of things that can never be
I wish to stay eternal, pure, but that's a lie
I gave myself enough authority to try and go out under the sun
Like natural children all humans and trees running in joy
Pure closeness to everything and everyone at anytime
Moments of salvation that can be reached through madness
And love, like water to your face, like crying in front of the intensity,
Like hands reaching out to welcome you into creation
The contact of souls unheard and alone
Warmth forgotten by history unlike inhumanity in all forms
Too common to be true and I only believe in stories
I have no identity that I wish to pursue
I have no more upon entering myself
Because the well of thinking is common and universal
With original speeches from unoriginal ideas
Or the opposite and images consciously exposed to be wept upon
Half a century later drenched in water from tears or spit
Loved until death, which means no death at all
And repeated ****** of a feeling shared
May 31, 2016
May 31, 2016 at 11:36 AM UTC
I saw a needle making love with it's self within a field of poppies, egotistical in it's savagery, swirling within a storm of love filled lies. I watched in wrapt amazement seemingly drawn to the promise of a world thought unobtained, a world only in dreams, I drank the sweet nectar of the gods as the poppies cried their tar, bringing an ****** of lies cries a loneliness that brought a beauty one could only dream. Conspiring confusion as I dove deeper into dillusion where freedom was shackled thoughts perpetually repeating until thought became obsession no matter the consequences. Alone in my thoughts, injecting more lies I silently follow further into the the desolate terms of this silent contract.
Dec 9, 2019
Dec 9, 2019 at 1:02 AM UTC