Poetry competition CLOSED 16th February 2013 12:25pm
WINNER
Magdalena
Magdalena
RUNNERS-UP:
Kou_Indigo
and MaggieG
Jungle sex
Anonymous
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Anonymous
FUCK ME - WHY?
I have fuck me pumps on
Fuck me
I am so horny
Fuck me
I am wearing leather nothings
Fuck me
I just sent you a BDSM poem
Fuck me
Fuck me until it is shock and awe
Fuck me until the elections
Fuck me till you find a job
Fuck me until we bring democracy
The world may end this year
We have one life to live
Europe is going bankrupt
America is sinking fast
So you have every reason
To give me the best fuck you can
In fact it's your citizen's duty
To satisfy women in your land
As part of the culture of being a man
Don't tell me you have a headache
Advil or Tylenol?
Don't tell me you can't get it up
Cialis or Viagra?
Don't tell me you are not in the mood
I spiked your drink
With a Spanish Fly concoction
Finally..all I want is a fuck
Not an Einstein equation
Why you?
Because you are of the male persuasion.
I have fuck me pumps on
Fuck me
I am so horny
Fuck me
I am wearing leather nothings
Fuck me
I just sent you a BDSM poem
Fuck me
Fuck me until it is shock and awe
Fuck me until the elections
Fuck me till you find a job
Fuck me until we bring democracy
The world may end this year
We have one life to live
Europe is going bankrupt
America is sinking fast
So you have every reason
To give me the best fuck you can
In fact it's your citizen's duty
To satisfy women in your land
As part of the culture of being a man
Don't tell me you have a headache
Advil or Tylenol?
Don't tell me you can't get it up
Cialis or Viagra?
Don't tell me you are not in the mood
I spiked your drink
With a Spanish Fly concoction
Finally..all I want is a fuck
Not an Einstein equation
Why you?
Because you are of the male persuasion.
Anonymous
“Sweet Mimulus”
http://www.nation.com.pk/print_images/480/2012-06-26/flower-has-monkey-face-1340729777-8300.jpg
She hexed me from
the very beginning.
Flawless ebony skin,
I could smell her,
like an exotic flower,
she emanated
a sensuous musk,
sweet exotic sin.
Her gorgeous cinnamon-eyes
glazed fearless,
beckoning me inward,
a penetrating look,
took me to
an enchanted forest,
deep inside my mind.
An ancient dance reflected
from within her dreamy haze,
I heard distant tribal drumming,
envisioned her soft tongue
strumming
my rock hardness
stirring below.
We swirled around
the ritual-fire,
our bodies melded,
sweat poured between us,
a cauldron of love
boiled over,
drove me to the
brink of reality.
Her delicate fingers
were oh so kind,
stoking me,
guiding me into
her succulent wetness,
a perfect union,
we kissed the sky.
I slaughtered her in
hot-quick-rhythm,
our essence became primordial,
streams flowed into waterfalls,
we flooded, culminating
our jungle romance.
I saw these intense
fiery-visions
radiate within
her pretty eyes
and now
I cry
whenever
I see her,
I think of us,
my sweet succulent
Mimulus.
http://www.nation.com.pk/print_images/480/2012-06-26/flower-has-monkey-face-1340729777-8300.jpg
She hexed me from
the very beginning.
Flawless ebony skin,
I could smell her,
like an exotic flower,
she emanated
a sensuous musk,
sweet exotic sin.
Her gorgeous cinnamon-eyes
glazed fearless,
beckoning me inward,
a penetrating look,
took me to
an enchanted forest,
deep inside my mind.
An ancient dance reflected
from within her dreamy haze,
I heard distant tribal drumming,
envisioned her soft tongue
strumming
my rock hardness
stirring below.
We swirled around
the ritual-fire,
our bodies melded,
sweat poured between us,
a cauldron of love
boiled over,
drove me to the
brink of reality.
Her delicate fingers
were oh so kind,
stoking me,
guiding me into
her succulent wetness,
a perfect union,
we kissed the sky.
I slaughtered her in
hot-quick-rhythm,
our essence became primordial,
streams flowed into waterfalls,
we flooded, culminating
our jungle romance.
I saw these intense
fiery-visions
radiate within
her pretty eyes
and now
I cry
whenever
I see her,
I think of us,
my sweet succulent
Mimulus.
- Jungle Love -
In the hotly caressing, jungle-like heat,
That pulses, far beyond the winter chill…
I lick your lips like a pomegranate sweet!
And I let the nectar of love frothily spill.
Soft and wet, down on the bed’s sheets,
Our bodies sweating, crashing together…
Breasts pressed, to our twin heartbeats:
Our love is a hot jungle, in any weather.
Your legs spread, like a parrot’s wings…
And you cry like a jungle cat, in hunger!
Oh girl, you love the most naughty things,
And I shall give you a night to remember.
You grind your hips as I press atop you,
All I hear in my ears is your fast panting…
Whilst I take you beyond love most true.
The jungle’s heat is best, for romancing!
Love and lust personified in one mad act.
The wind howls, outside; you howl also…
For I have taken you deep, no going back!
The jungle’s river is getting ready to flow,
Beyond its’ banks, where fertile soil waits!
Love is a rhythm, like drums in the dark…
A native song, in which all pleasure sates,
The appetites to which we as lovers hark!
I am inside you, exploring your territory…
The river overflows, and you then swoon.
My hands caress you in throes of ecstasy,
Whilst outside rises a cold winter moon…
But we are hot, our bodies so embracing:
That we can only hear the drums beating!
Your wetness is upon me as I am playing,
With your soft hair, lost in your breathing.
I am still hard inside you, pulsing in time…
To the jungle heat that came upon us fast.
Jungle loving is a: madness most sublime!
And we still have all night, to make it last.
In the hotly caressing, jungle-like heat,
That pulses, far beyond the winter chill…
I lick your lips like a pomegranate sweet!
And I let the nectar of love frothily spill.
Soft and wet, down on the bed’s sheets,
Our bodies sweating, crashing together…
Breasts pressed, to our twin heartbeats:
Our love is a hot jungle, in any weather.
Your legs spread, like a parrot’s wings…
And you cry like a jungle cat, in hunger!
Oh girl, you love the most naughty things,
And I shall give you a night to remember.
You grind your hips as I press atop you,
All I hear in my ears is your fast panting…
Whilst I take you beyond love most true.
The jungle’s heat is best, for romancing!
Love and lust personified in one mad act.
The wind howls, outside; you howl also…
For I have taken you deep, no going back!
The jungle’s river is getting ready to flow,
Beyond its’ banks, where fertile soil waits!
Love is a rhythm, like drums in the dark…
A native song, in which all pleasure sates,
The appetites to which we as lovers hark!
I am inside you, exploring your territory…
The river overflows, and you then swoon.
My hands caress you in throes of ecstasy,
Whilst outside rises a cold winter moon…
But we are hot, our bodies so embracing:
That we can only hear the drums beating!
Your wetness is upon me as I am playing,
With your soft hair, lost in your breathing.
I am still hard inside you, pulsing in time…
To the jungle heat that came upon us fast.
Jungle loving is a: madness most sublime!
And we still have all night, to make it last.
the tiger and the snake
languidity interrupted
slow slithers still
pupils blacken
an irreversible encounter
short, sharp breaths
thick pulses
shoulders gather
uncoiled urges
a pounce answered
by hardened
squeezes, tightening
tightening
clawed grips
suckled fangs
pierced thrusts sk(in)wards
blood-essence flows
nerves ablaze
entangled limbs
clenched
relentless shivers
a thrash, a shift
renewed growls with mingled hisses
a triumphant roar
arched writhing
then shudders, life released
a gasp before
an embrace of stillness
languidity interrupted
slow slithers still
pupils blacken
an irreversible encounter
short, sharp breaths
thick pulses
shoulders gather
uncoiled urges
a pounce answered
by hardened
squeezes, tightening
tightening
clawed grips
suckled fangs
pierced thrusts sk(in)wards
blood-essence flows
nerves ablaze
entangled limbs
clenched
relentless shivers
a thrash, a shift
renewed growls with mingled hisses
a triumphant roar
arched writhing
then shudders, life released
a gasp before
an embrace of stillness
She was due a good night in
and looking forward to it.
Little did she known
that Harry, the man on her arm
would let his tongue slip...
On the train back to hers
he bumped shoulder to shoulder
with a black fella.
The guy stood and looked at him.
She did too.
It may be considered a rash decision,
but he broke the guy's stare
and brought his mouth
next to his ear
"I suggest you stop staring,
jungle bunny."
The black fella walked away,
and Harry turned to her
with a smug grin on his face
showing one gold crown
amidst a smile of nicotine stained teeth.
They got off the train
and started their short walk
back to hers.
They were both due a good night in.
He slapped her arse,
letting his fingers work in between the cheeks.
They were both damn hot for it.
BANG! Harry went down.
A four foot piece of scaffolding
buried in to his head then bounced
on to the ground next to him.
He lay there,
presumed dead
just outside the door
that would lead to his carnal exploits.
"Open the fucking door"
...
"Open the FUCKING DOOR"
She hesitantly unlocked her door.
He dragged Harry in to the doorway
and closed the door behind them.
"Get up those fucking steps"
He watched her walk up
in front of him
with one hand rubbing himself
through his black denim.
She turned round to look
at the attacker.
BANG! Her lights went out,
but according to the police report
he was there for quite a while.
and looking forward to it.
Little did she known
that Harry, the man on her arm
would let his tongue slip...
On the train back to hers
he bumped shoulder to shoulder
with a black fella.
The guy stood and looked at him.
She did too.
It may be considered a rash decision,
but he broke the guy's stare
and brought his mouth
next to his ear
"I suggest you stop staring,
jungle bunny."
The black fella walked away,
and Harry turned to her
with a smug grin on his face
showing one gold crown
amidst a smile of nicotine stained teeth.
They got off the train
and started their short walk
back to hers.
They were both due a good night in.
He slapped her arse,
letting his fingers work in between the cheeks.
They were both damn hot for it.
BANG! Harry went down.
A four foot piece of scaffolding
buried in to his head then bounced
on to the ground next to him.
He lay there,
presumed dead
just outside the door
that would lead to his carnal exploits.
"Open the fucking door"
...
"Open the FUCKING DOOR"
She hesitantly unlocked her door.
He dragged Harry in to the doorway
and closed the door behind them.
"Get up those fucking steps"
He watched her walk up
in front of him
with one hand rubbing himself
through his black denim.
She turned round to look
at the attacker.
BANG! Her lights went out,
but according to the police report
he was there for quite a while.
Well somebody had too 
http://images.sodahead.com/polls/003451237/4219551149_jasonmomoaasconan_xlarge.jpeg
My Tarzan
He bit into my senses
without touch
savage chiseled features
with piercing eyes
I always loved a man
with long dark hair
he took my breath
I was mesmerized
he was ropes of sinew
sun bronzed and naked
his ample desire
had me licking my lips
in anticipation
frontal fascination
had me riveted in place
wet and wanton
his adventurous impulse
peeled me naked
and I succumbed to his
infectious and wild musk
So tantalizing
as he laved my fleshy folds
probing my depths
with a healthy tongue
and finger thrusts
I was ablaze with lust
begging for all he had
With stiffening willingness
he gave me a euphoric memory
in a frenzied drive
he took me over and over
my body quaked
as he released his spirit
into my very core
and I melted
http://images.sodahead.com/polls/003451237/4219551149_jasonmomoaasconan_xlarge.jpeg
My Tarzan
He bit into my senses
without touch
savage chiseled features
with piercing eyes
I always loved a man
with long dark hair
he took my breath
I was mesmerized
he was ropes of sinew
sun bronzed and naked
his ample desire
had me licking my lips
in anticipation
frontal fascination
had me riveted in place
wet and wanton
his adventurous impulse
peeled me naked
and I succumbed to his
infectious and wild musk
So tantalizing
as he laved my fleshy folds
probing my depths
with a healthy tongue
and finger thrusts
I was ablaze with lust
begging for all he had
With stiffening willingness
he gave me a euphoric memory
in a frenzied drive
he took me over and over
my body quaked
as he released his spirit
into my very core
and I melted
Magdalena said:Well somebody had too
My Tarzan
He bit into my senses
without touch
savage chiseled features
with piercing eyes
I always loved a man
with long dark hair
he took my breath
I was mesmerized
he was ropes of sinew
sun bronzed and naked
his ample desire
had me licking my lips
in anticipation
frontal fascination
had me riveted in place
wet and wanton
his adventurous impulse
peeled me naked
and I succumbed to his
infectious and wild musk
So tantalizing
as he laved my fleshy folds
probing my depths
with a healthy tongue
and finger thrusts
I was ablaze with lust
begging for all he had
With stiffening willingness
he gave me a euphoric memory
in a frenzied drive
he took me over and over
my body quaked
as he released his spirit
into my very core
and I melted
Great pic, and great poem too! The new Conan movie was awesome despite what critics and haters said. And Tarzan is a classical choice for jungle-oriented love poetry like this. Great work!
My Tarzan
He bit into my senses
without touch
savage chiseled features
with piercing eyes
I always loved a man
with long dark hair
he took my breath
I was mesmerized
he was ropes of sinew
sun bronzed and naked
his ample desire
had me licking my lips
in anticipation
frontal fascination
had me riveted in place
wet and wanton
his adventurous impulse
peeled me naked
and I succumbed to his
infectious and wild musk
So tantalizing
as he laved my fleshy folds
probing my depths
with a healthy tongue
and finger thrusts
I was ablaze with lust
begging for all he had
With stiffening willingness
he gave me a euphoric memory
in a frenzied drive
he took me over and over
my body quaked
as he released his spirit
into my very core
and I melted
Great pic, and great poem too! The new Conan movie was awesome despite what critics and haters said. And Tarzan is a classical choice for jungle-oriented love poetry like this. Great work!
In a motel called Jungle Rumble. . .
and as her bra
landed
on the
windowsill
I looked across
at the lampshade
admiring the
diamante'
(hanging from her black thong)
reflecting
the
candlelight
in prisms
across the
bare wall
Tripped over her
red
stilleto
landing
face first between
her knees
She screamed
like Jane
I imitated
Tarzan
These scars
on my back
are testament
to
curling
toes
I’ve never seen her
again.
Atakti said:the tiger and the snake
languidity interrupted
slow slithers still
pupils blacken
an irreversible encounter
short, sharp breaths
thick pulses
shoulders gather
uncoiled urges
a pounce answered
by hardened
squeezes, tightening
tightening
clawed grips
suckled fangs
pierced thrusts sk(in)wards
blood-essence flows
nerves ablaze
entangled limbs
clenched
relentless shivers
a thrash, a shift
renewed growls with mingled hisses
a triumphant roar
arched writhing
then shudders, life released
a gasp before
an embrace of stillness
F*&king AWSOME!
Ten stars and satin rope from me on this
wow!
languidity interrupted
slow slithers still
pupils blacken
an irreversible encounter
short, sharp breaths
thick pulses
shoulders gather
uncoiled urges
a pounce answered
by hardened
squeezes, tightening
tightening
clawed grips
suckled fangs
pierced thrusts sk(in)wards
blood-essence flows
nerves ablaze
entangled limbs
clenched
relentless shivers
a thrash, a shift
renewed growls with mingled hisses
a triumphant roar
arched writhing
then shudders, life released
a gasp before
an embrace of stillness
F*&king AWSOME!
Ten stars and satin rope from me on this
wow!
Sex is Love
Love is sex
we’re not sex-maniacs
we are Lovaholics.
Our addiction
needs no 12 step program
we can keep mainlining
as long as we`re sighing
we can keep on Jonesing
long as we`re jumpin` bonesing
we can keep on copping
long as we`re copulating
we can keep on scoring
long as we`re adoring
we can keep on using
long as we`re never abusing
Im the needle
You`re the vein
Love is like Music,
when it hits you feel no pain
Love is sex
we’re not sex-maniacs
we are Lovaholics.
Our addiction
needs no 12 step program
we can keep mainlining
as long as we`re sighing
we can keep on Jonesing
long as we`re jumpin` bonesing
we can keep on copping
long as we`re copulating
we can keep on scoring
long as we`re adoring
we can keep on using
long as we`re never abusing
Im the needle
You`re the vein
Love is like Music,
when it hits you feel no pain
