Submissions by 134282
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
Words are my medium - my chalk, my acrylics, my water colors - and they allow me to verbally Dali and Van Gogh my innermost feelings and perspectives on various aspects of life.
LOVE POEM
Published
23rd Mar 2016 1:53pm
23rd Mar 2016 1:53pm
And Then...
Pursed lips...
First his,
then her cursed hips
tell secrets she swore she'd never burst with.
Boiling over under an increasingly tepid surface.
Her tits
Rise and fall with purpose
Quick breaths under big breasts suggest she might be nervous.
Its silence writhing;
dilated pupils, eyelids rising.
Her mouth is still but the guy is smiling.
Skin taut
under skin tight thin cloth
She thinks she can think his thoughts.
She longs to feel a man's touch;
hands clutch forearms like handcuffs,
Firm but sans rough;...
First his,
then her cursed hips
tell secrets she swore she'd never burst with.
Boiling over under an increasingly tepid surface.
Her tits
Rise and fall with purpose
Quick breaths under big breasts suggest she might be nervous.
Its silence writhing;
dilated pupils, eyelids rising.
Her mouth is still but the guy is smiling.
Skin taut
under skin tight thin cloth
She thinks she can think his thoughts.
She longs to feel a man's touch;
hands clutch forearms like handcuffs,
Firm but sans rough;...
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