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maybe marc Jul 2014
always talking about themselves
making noises in the night
o so selfish
and so ignorant to the rest of us
the ones who haven't learned yet
to play notes on the water
but call them soft they wake me up
   every single time
they used to bother me now i miss them.
KitaRaizal May 2014
You play
You tease
You know
My soft spots
I beg
I plead
It turns me on
You smile
I cringe
I want
More
I want
...
Your touch
Against me
My sensitive spots
The parts that make me
Moan
Groan
Pant
Beg
I want you
Here with me
Against me
Letting me know
You need me
Like i need you
****** desires
Flare
Burn
I need you here
Showing me
That you need me
I need you here
With me
Wrapped in my
Slick
Tight
Body
I need you here
Breathing
Life into me
With your sounds
Of
Moans
Groans
Pants
I need you
To touch me
In all the right places
I need you to break me
Make me yours
Drown me in love
And surround me in your
Hugs and tugs.

~
Summer-Skye
cynthia Feb 2017
you kiss me the way
the breeze kisses
the treetops
and all I can think is
*how refreshing
grace Dec 2017
you* *should sleep.

i can't. are you tired?

no, i wanna talk to you.

sunlight streaming through windows,
       soft skin,
             a dream with warm brown eyes,
a sleepy snowfall of kisses and snowflakes stuck to eyelashes,
   honey spilling over the floor,
              love spilling through lips,
sleep stuck under fingernails and pulling mouths into long drawn out yawns,
              the night leaving its soft bruises under eyes,
hearts beating slow as the sun creeps its way up through the sky,
              time dripping like molasses

goodnight

goodnight

i love you

*i love you too
i miss her

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Umi Feb 1
The Moon has a gentle light, which he gifts the Earth,
It could be compared to how you talk to a child;
Careful, soft and in a sweet manner
His light doesn't hurt me, which is what I adore,
Therefore, is it bad that I tend to lose myself in his gaze ?
When he rises over me, in a clear, registered pace ?
Without a sound I let go of all troubles, all pain,
As the clouds open and it has stopped to rain,
Many people do want to be the sun to brighten up anothers day,
But not me, this is not something for me to say.
I wish to be alike the moon, brighten up your darkest of times,
And be here, to illuminate tomorrows very way
Tug you into a delicate embrace, like his light tends to do
And be here for you, till I have to rest too.
Even in the coldest of nights, the moon manages to warm my heart
And manages my heart not to just fall apart
Tonight again I will enjoy his light,
After all, I hope he does not leave my sight


~ Umi
She Writes Oct 9
I am a gentle rain
On a cool spring day

I will provide you sustenance
Help you grow

Gone as quick
And softly as I came
rob kistner Jun 26
ADULT. CONTENT*
_

radiant in the bloom of youth
perfect skin of alabaster
eyes blue as the sea of Xanadu
chestnut hair flows thick and lustrous

your voice is soft as spring's first breeze
melodic as Chopin's sonata
you smolder on this april night
so much more than captivating

your satin robe falls soft away
your shoulders wrapped in moon's embrace
you comely gaze into my eyes
my heart and all of time stands still

my eyes then glide your wondrous form
trace the gentle edge of shadows
where moonlight fondles your perfection
enfolding you through midnight's window

my eyes hold soft your lyric essence
lost in tangles of silken hair
aglow in nocturne's silvered light
they fan in wisps your graceful neck

I touch eager bud of tender breast
entranced by your smooth and velvet flower
yearning in the satin cleft
where supple limb meets supple limb

I reach to take you in my arms
to know us by our flesh on flesh
with precious care I lay you down
enwrap you in my lover's passion

alive this rush of sweet sensations
sweet swept away in a flood of pleasure
so wonderfully new - you are my first
the one I always will remember

_


rob kistner © 2009
(revised 2018)
These are sweet hot memories of two lover's first carnal pleasures.
The innocent awe of passions first release.
It has been a long time for me, but the sounds, fragrances, the setting, what she wore and didn't wear, the exciting anricipation, the fear of failing, the eagerness, that first free feeling of ***** flesh on flesh, the magical foreplay, and the rush of pleasure -
i still remember...  ~ vividly ~
My body is the makeup of both hard and softness
The reds, browns, golds...
The light and darkness of all my ancestors.
Some men have lost themselves here,
Some men have found themselves here
Most women stand stronger next to this.

I am both war grounds and silent cities.
I am both girl trying not to drown in all this sadness, all this loss...
And woman trying not to drown in all this sadness, all this loss.
I am your blonde roast that starts a riot in you first thing in the morning
And your dark roast that goes down smooth, leaving you to want for a little more...

I am both the scab healing over bruised skin
And the area surrounding it.
I am both strong legs and soft lips
...Brown skin deep enough to hide flaws still.

I am the softness in light...
And the softness of honey, but still thick enough to swim in.
I am the hardness of knees on ground, praying to the man or woman who has made me both hard and soft.

I am the woman who cannot forget enough to truly forgive,
But human enough to help you if the light goes out.
I am consistent no's and the yes that matters,
I am shattered glass and spilled milk.

This skin mirrors both the earth and everything you give the universe on a new moon .
I am both woman dancing in nothing, but a skirt to the rhythm of the ocean ...
And the ocean kissing the shore wishing to be as free as that woman.

Sometimes this mouth...
Sometimes my words bite,
Creating harsh weather,
But I am tired of making storms of people, storms of my relations.

I am both soft belly and strong back.
Something you can count on,
A woman you can be sure of.
You can bet on me,
You can stand near me,
You can fall in my presence.
...You can be both hard and soft with me.
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