Least Read Erotic Poems
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yelluw_always
Poem Published
3rd Jan 2019 4:03pm
3rd Jan 2019 4:03pm
1. Annotated Peoples Make Connections: if they walked around in love/for love/by love with SFX labels to their chests
At first I was grateful. My proverbial
handkerchief had been picked up.
He blew the piece of cotton high
as a manner of greeting,
a quilt piece- a doily under my coffee
now a cloud. We were both light,
light from casting-off home.
In a building of pillows, sheets, shut curtains
and fulsome acts amongst sewing materials,
I looked down at the audience
of the waxy floor after the transient rain.
In a slippery distance, water and light met in color.
We met in color. I chose to leave the defined
end of the bridge onto a...
handkerchief had been picked up.
He blew the piece of cotton high
as a manner of greeting,
a quilt piece- a doily under my coffee
now a cloud. We were both light,
light from casting-off home.
In a building of pillows, sheets, shut curtains
and fulsome acts amongst sewing materials,
I looked down at the audience
of the waxy floor after the transient rain.
In a slippery distance, water and light met in color.
We met in color. I chose to leave the defined
end of the bridge onto a...
#lust
#sex
#identity
#shadows
#culture
20 reads
4 Comments
yelluw_always
Poem Published
3rd Feb 2019 5:46am
3rd Feb 2019 5:46am
Cauldron
these intrusions of wet growth
liable ruddy pineapple spiky
friendly sweetness pouts
lightly wretched from
twilight oh of a
so clear you
belong
you are a pathogen of pyramid
you foreign blink of yelling
a field of artichoke urchin
must purple winery crush
of juicy loneliness
a cauldron of how
of oh oh oh
yellow be
scalding
clover can it love
can it please
proclaim its
mind
october mount october opens
the lids to other
to eccentricity
to...
liable ruddy pineapple spiky
friendly sweetness pouts
lightly wretched from
twilight oh of a
so clear you
belong
you are a pathogen of pyramid
you foreign blink of yelling
a field of artichoke urchin
must purple winery crush
of juicy loneliness
a cauldron of how
of oh oh oh
yellow be
scalding
clover can it love
can it please
proclaim its
mind
october mount october opens
the lids to other
to eccentricity
to...
#lust
#sex
#magic #curse
#magic #curse
21 reads
3 Comments
Vandel_Viaclovsky
Van
Van
Poem Published
21st Feb 2020 7:48pm
21st Feb 2020 7:48pm
“Guaranteed surrealist postcard.”
he was very alone in this room filled with winos so that year there was a sudden midnight harvest
pernicious spring came in splendid pastels and tendered kisses
of polychrome, veins authentic ochre and a Shotakovich tune
and i would also
with a silk-lined lovely, this is true,
and tan or dark or pale with all the sensual charms
as if a spongy painting pulled to Bohemia
of some distant Ukrainian landscape or orchard blooms
along the Hood River or an apple orchard ...
pernicious spring came in splendid pastels and tendered kisses
of polychrome, veins authentic ochre and a Shotakovich tune
and i would also
with a silk-lined lovely, this is true,
and tan or dark or pale with all the sensual charms
as if a spongy painting pulled to Bohemia
of some distant Ukrainian landscape or orchard blooms
along the Hood River or an apple orchard ...
#sensual
22 reads
3 Comments
yelluw_always
Poem Published
11th Feb 2019 5:50am
11th Feb 2019 5:50am
Mason Jar
I’m alright with this.
I’m alright with saying
I can’t.
Help me- open this
jar of jam.
Peaches today?
Yes, I’m quite
alright, just a bit
flushed. Oh,
yes, please-
open a window. Part
the curtains,
unlatch deftly, click, lift.
More fingers,
push up. Ah, yes,
thank you, I can
feel my neck cool
into a lemon rind.
The breeze has
added to your fingers.
Please,
continue- the jar,
I’ll go after
the butter, but let me
watch you
feel the grooves, ...
I’m alright with saying
I can’t.
Help me- open this
jar of jam.
Peaches today?
Yes, I’m quite
alright, just a bit
flushed. Oh,
yes, please-
open a window. Part
the curtains,
unlatch deftly, click, lift.
More fingers,
push up. Ah, yes,
thank you, I can
feel my neck cool
into a lemon rind.
The breeze has
added to your fingers.
Please,
continue- the jar,
I’ll go after
the butter, but let me
watch you
feel the grooves, ...
#sex
#food
#sensual
25 reads
18 Comments
Cyndi_Moone
Poem Published
10th Aug 2017 8:21pm
10th Aug 2017 8:21pm
Under The Moonlight
The scent of alcohol lingers in your breath
As you kiss me leaving a taste of decadence death
In my tongue and lips.
With just a single kiss
I know the night is painted with immortality in the air
I can see this in your eyes and stare.
Come, my love, we both are drunk..you in beer and I with love.
Let us ride the wings of the night and soar high above....
Your hands caress my naked body....from my thighs up to my breasts.
Tonight, neither one of us will find sleep or rest
As we indulge ourselves in the sightly art of sexual delights ...
As you kiss me leaving a taste of decadence death
In my tongue and lips.
With just a single kiss
I know the night is painted with immortality in the air
I can see this in your eyes and stare.
Come, my love, we both are drunk..you in beer and I with love.
Let us ride the wings of the night and soar high above....
Your hands caress my naked body....from my thighs up to my breasts.
Tonight, neither one of us will find sleep or rest
As we indulge ourselves in the sightly art of sexual delights ...
26 reads
5 Comments
Cyndi_Moone
Poem Published
5th Jan 2018 7:24am
5th Jan 2018 7:24am
Breast Tease
Fix your eyes upon my breast
I’ve managed to squeeze into a dress
Nothing more I long than to have your lips
Smother them both with your succulent kiss.
Take me now on this floor
Suck, my love, like never before
Awaken my sensuality with your tender touch
As you latch on to my breasts you love so much
Feel my motherly care tend to your need
Quench your thirst and, filled with greed,
Ravish my body....ravish my breast
As you lay your head upon my chest
My breasts are yours to have and to hold
To fondle and suck...
I’ve managed to squeeze into a dress
Nothing more I long than to have your lips
Smother them both with your succulent kiss.
Take me now on this floor
Suck, my love, like never before
Awaken my sensuality with your tender touch
As you latch on to my breasts you love so much
Feel my motherly care tend to your need
Quench your thirst and, filled with greed,
Ravish my body....ravish my breast
As you lay your head upon my chest
My breasts are yours to have and to hold
To fondle and suck...
26 reads
5 Comments
Cyndi_Moone
Poem Published
7th Jan 2018 5:39pm
7th Jan 2018 5:39pm
Erotic Mechanic (Modified)
GREASE me, Pep Boy; Change my OIL
Let me GREASE you ‘til we’re soiled.
Lift my HOOD…STRIP off my TOP
Do pass GO and don’t you STOP
Fill my TANK until it is FULL
Tonight I need your AUTO TOOLS.
DRIVE me wild; change my GEAR
Use my body as you STEER.
Moving in and Moving Out
Hear me SCREECHING all about
Feel me CLUTCH as I pull you in
Take me for a little SPIN
SPARK my PLUGS with your STANDARD STICK
Show me all your little tricks.
RUN your hands...
Let me GREASE you ‘til we’re soiled.
Lift my HOOD…STRIP off my TOP
Do pass GO and don’t you STOP
Fill my TANK until it is FULL
Tonight I need your AUTO TOOLS.
DRIVE me wild; change my GEAR
Use my body as you STEER.
Moving in and Moving Out
Hear me SCREECHING all about
Feel me CLUTCH as I pull you in
Take me for a little SPIN
SPARK my PLUGS with your STANDARD STICK
Show me all your little tricks.
RUN your hands...
26 reads
13 Comments
Vandel_Viaclovsky
Van
Van
Poem Published
24th Apr 2017 7:46pm
24th Apr 2017 7:46pm
a peacock skirt
once Dawn came crashing
Dawn spread her legs like a flashbang
Dawn was a dead ringer
Her face read like a Russian Novel
spanning every feeling whatsoever
capable of nausea capable of acceleration
Dawn spread her legs often like a pop singer
sunrise sunset went bright light
bright so went my heart quite
like a peacock skirt
went swish and swishedt
around her legs her bodice her ass like that
up above up...
Dawn spread her legs like a flashbang
Dawn was a dead ringer
Her face read like a Russian Novel
spanning every feeling whatsoever
capable of nausea capable of acceleration
Dawn spread her legs often like a pop singer
sunrise sunset went bright light
bright so went my heart quite
like a peacock skirt
went swish and swishedt
around her legs her bodice her ass like that
up above up...
28 reads
6 Comments
Vandel_Viaclovsky
Van
Van
Poem Published
26th Aug 2018 00:10am
26th Aug 2018 00:10am
her florid head of roses and catkins made small noises
her florid head was reclining forward
somewhere between
Topanga Canyon
and the white white
spiral waves of Andromeda.
her florid head of roses and catkins made small noises
her fingernails
pulled me from her hip pocket ,
unbuttoning
all of my young body in August .
...
somewhere between
Topanga Canyon
and the white white
spiral waves of Andromeda.
her florid head of roses and catkins made small noises
her fingernails
pulled me from her hip pocket ,
unbuttoning
all of my young body in August .
...
#erotic
#lover
#sensual
29 reads
4 Comments
Vandel_Viaclovsky
Van
Van
Poem Published
14th Feb 2020 5:37pm
14th Feb 2020 5:37pm
the flea
probably right now it is cold in Kazan and you will need
to be too stoned to talk or one thing
you can say even now it is Friday and counting in Yekaterinburg even now it is hot in
Hermosillo as we skip across
the cobbles the cobbles the cobbles
and the world
bobs along
in naked anxiety
of it's own doing, the world swells and spits,
but along we go skipping
we go skipping romantically along
the Plaza
de
Zaragoza.
your hand is strong, forming canopies ...
to be too stoned to talk or one thing
you can say even now it is Friday and counting in Yekaterinburg even now it is hot in
Hermosillo as we skip across
the cobbles the cobbles the cobbles
and the world
bobs along
in naked anxiety
of it's own doing, the world swells and spits,
but along we go skipping
we go skipping romantically along
the Plaza
de
Zaragoza.
your hand is strong, forming canopies ...
#relationships
#lover
30 reads
11 Comments
Cyndi_Moone
Poem Published
2nd Sep 2017 11:27pm
2nd Sep 2017 11:27pm
NO NEED FOR WHORES
Come, my love, dim the lights
Today there is no night
Kiss me once and kiss me twice
But a kiss will not suffice.
I want your carpenter hands on my naked breasts
As I lay my head on your open chest
Squeeze my breasts like stress balls
Unsnap my bra and let it fall
On the open floor.
Tonight we love hard core.
He lifts my skirt and strips off my panties with my pantyhose
As he gently twirls me; he wants to have and so I oblige and pose
In and out…faster and faster he goes ...
Today there is no night
Kiss me once and kiss me twice
But a kiss will not suffice.
I want your carpenter hands on my naked breasts
As I lay my head on your open chest
Squeeze my breasts like stress balls
Unsnap my bra and let it fall
On the open floor.
Tonight we love hard core.
He lifts my skirt and strips off my panties with my pantyhose
As he gently twirls me; he wants to have and so I oblige and pose
In and out…faster and faster he goes ...
32 reads
6 Comments
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