Submissions by Erotic_Goddess
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
The product of too many shots of whiskey, I aim to please the senses and linger in your taste buds, leaving you drunk on my words.
SELF POEM
Published
11th Jan 2023 9:46pm
11th Jan 2023 9:46pm
Stirring
Four walls get closer to my center mocking claustrophobic happenings.
Eyes searching for the escape from silence,
Mind playing tricks on the peace.
Post traumatic actors replaying sentiments better left to burn between the collapsing walls around my sanity.
Trauma fanes the joke in social settings, demons playing dress-up disguising the mess in laced laughter and lack of caution.
Chasing sleep with whiskey warding off the dreams of little things that still haunt me.
Pacing the floors in my heels, beating the past off of my skin with...
Eyes searching for the escape from silence,
Mind playing tricks on the peace.
Post traumatic actors replaying sentiments better left to burn between the collapsing walls around my sanity.
Trauma fanes the joke in social settings, demons playing dress-up disguising the mess in laced laughter and lack of caution.
Chasing sleep with whiskey warding off the dreams of little things that still haunt me.
Pacing the floors in my heels, beating the past off of my skin with...
#anxiety
#frustration
#emptiness #boredom
#emptiness #boredom
423 reads
7 Comments
DARK POEM
Published
11th Jan 2023 2:39am
11th Jan 2023 2:39am
In The Mirror
I saw the boy in the mirror,
behind the man in wolves clothing
hiding in plain sight.
The devil cloaked in melodramatic costumes draped over his true nature like simple innuendos lightening the stench.
My glass is half empty
The heart in drunken stupor begging for drops of poison from his lips.
The signs ever present in the moments ignored for desperation of finding something that's missing.
Arrogance in the air, allowing a dance be had with the devil tipping his hat, in the boy in the mirror,
that never became the man. ...
behind the man in wolves clothing
hiding in plain sight.
The devil cloaked in melodramatic costumes draped over his true nature like simple innuendos lightening the stench.
My glass is half empty
The heart in drunken stupor begging for drops of poison from his lips.
The signs ever present in the moments ignored for desperation of finding something that's missing.
Arrogance in the air, allowing a dance be had with the devil tipping his hat, in the boy in the mirror,
that never became the man. ...
#dark
#men
#vanity
#greed
#emptiness
453 reads
4 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
12th Dec 2022 00:07am
12th Dec 2022 00:07am
Fearfully Unknown
I've never known you before, but I know your soul like my own.
The lonely fragments of fixated grins and ties tormenting the open minds.
I know the lines,
The grips and wires that adorn the beaten heart feeding the thought that happiness isn't meant to breathe from our lungs.
I've held you in my arms, but I have never been close to your lips.
The softness of the words rambling through my veins conjoining the verses, reciting a name in my dreams.
The blindness while falling, the fear of emptying oneself into something unknown, not caring to play with the...
The lonely fragments of fixated grins and ties tormenting the open minds.
I know the lines,
The grips and wires that adorn the beaten heart feeding the thought that happiness isn't meant to breathe from our lungs.
I've held you in my arms, but I have never been close to your lips.
The softness of the words rambling through my veins conjoining the verses, reciting a name in my dreams.
The blindness while falling, the fear of emptying oneself into something unknown, not caring to play with the...
#anxiety
#heartbroken
#bittersweet #fear
#bittersweet #fear
476 reads
6 Comments
EROTIC POEM
Published
29th Oct 2022 4:13am
29th Oct 2022 4:13am
Spent
#lust
#lover
#passion
#orgasm
#seductive
567 reads
18 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
23rd Oct 2022 10:49pm
23rd Oct 2022 10:49pm
Waited
I waited for you today, you said you'd be around at 3 and not a word since.
Do you fear what we could be if given a chance? Or did you hear through the grapevine of gossip and filth that my worth is measured by those who could never measure up to myself?
Do my lips intimidate your weakness? Maybe you're simply unable to give what you seek and run when it's to much.
Something told me we were meant to meet, meant to be, but yet you coward in the comfortable spill of the ordinary hustle and bustle so we may never see.
A man is a man even when its unconventional, even when...
Do you fear what we could be if given a chance? Or did you hear through the grapevine of gossip and filth that my worth is measured by those who could never measure up to myself?
Do my lips intimidate your weakness? Maybe you're simply unable to give what you seek and run when it's to much.
Something told me we were meant to meet, meant to be, but yet you coward in the comfortable spill of the ordinary hustle and bustle so we may never see.
A man is a man even when its unconventional, even when...
#wife
#relationships
#ILoveYou
#FallingInLove
#ForbiddenLove
497 reads
4 Comments
EROTIC POEM
Published
23rd Oct 2022 10:18pm
23rd Oct 2022 10:18pm
Between
He kisses every scar with no notion of how it got there, each one an open wound I hold dear.
"Beautiful" he states as he unknowingly kisses my pain.
To be drawn by his lips and not the lisp of the past is a drink worth savoring.
I lost with him between my thighs burying the old me in his mouth, my nails sinking into his flesh so he can bare my memory when I'm gone.
"I love you!" I gasp as he holds my arching body to the sheets and continues my defeat.
He undoes everything done to me, my body forever moaning his name.
In the night I feel him with me, he is every...
"Beautiful" he states as he unknowingly kisses my pain.
To be drawn by his lips and not the lisp of the past is a drink worth savoring.
I lost with him between my thighs burying the old me in his mouth, my nails sinking into his flesh so he can bare my memory when I'm gone.
"I love you!" I gasp as he holds my arching body to the sheets and continues my defeat.
He undoes everything done to me, my body forever moaning his name.
In the night I feel him with me, he is every...
#lust
#lover
#sensual
#passion
#orgasm
580 reads
11 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
19th Oct 2022 3:24pm
19th Oct 2022 3:24pm
Crashing
Everything changes or stays the same depending on the perception.
The epileptic fits blurring lines between fantasy and actuality.
The warmth in a lie is peaceful when you believe it, but it was cold to the touch finding myself back at the beginning.
Begging for scraps when deserving no limits.
I tango with my heart strings, tying them to the wall furthest from you.
My heart was true, but foolish;
wrapping it's entirety up in your deceit
believing it's safety was in your arms, head pressed against your chest,
...
The epileptic fits blurring lines between fantasy and actuality.
The warmth in a lie is peaceful when you believe it, but it was cold to the touch finding myself back at the beginning.
Begging for scraps when deserving no limits.
I tango with my heart strings, tying them to the wall furthest from you.
My heart was true, but foolish;
wrapping it's entirety up in your deceit
believing it's safety was in your arms, head pressed against your chest,
...
#sadness
#grief
#heartbroken
#despair
#disappointment
421 reads
4 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
19th Oct 2022 2:59pm
19th Oct 2022 2:59pm
Just Passing Through
I could rationalize the illness in your mind not being apparent with the fact that my glasses have been missing for months.
The fact that that my soul is spewing all over the floor reminding me that every love has a time and an end.
I could pretend that you weren't lying when you only wanted me, pretend that she wasn't present between your sheets when I was missing.
Ignore the aching intuition kicking me in the shins demanding I fucking listen.
Remember your eyes playing tricks on my body,
thumbing your name in my flesh.
...
The fact that that my soul is spewing all over the floor reminding me that every love has a time and an end.
I could pretend that you weren't lying when you only wanted me, pretend that she wasn't present between your sheets when I was missing.
Ignore the aching intuition kicking me in the shins demanding I fucking listen.
Remember your eyes playing tricks on my body,
thumbing your name in my flesh.
...
#sadness
#frustration
#disappointment
#emptiness
#bittersweet
486 reads
6 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
23rd Jan 2022 7:08am
23rd Jan 2022 7:08am
New Door
I am leaving this door step bruised and battered from the falsified pretenses you kept me with.
I can hear you begging behind a closed door beating on what's left of my heart.
I am finding myself while leaving a stranger I love alone with his demons and reflection to contemplate what he's lost and what he still has.
I have already found my peace in another pair of brown eyes and strong arms, my little secret soul that holds my pain like diamonds on his neck.
I never was great at walking away from a dream even when the clarity was a static screen and the bigger picture...
I can hear you begging behind a closed door beating on what's left of my heart.
I am finding myself while leaving a stranger I love alone with his demons and reflection to contemplate what he's lost and what he still has.
I have already found my peace in another pair of brown eyes and strong arms, my little secret soul that holds my pain like diamonds on his neck.
I never was great at walking away from a dream even when the clarity was a static screen and the bigger picture...
#strength
#courage
#forgiveness
#redemption
#emotions
541 reads
5 Comments
NON-FICTION PROSE
Published
12th Nov 2021 3:47pm
12th Nov 2021 3:47pm
The Trial Of My Life
Impossible too break down the wall that is my existence.
I stand firm in the belief that everything happens for a reason, that the trial and error, the pain, the suffering of not being able too speak to someone I care for is just a price that has too be paid too keep her safe from the monster that wears the face of her mom.
I struggle with keeping my son grounded when his heart is in the wind breezing its way through the months it will take too hold his love again.
His loneliness is a tag on my heart, temporarily losing his best friend too a system that does nothing to protect...
I stand firm in the belief that everything happens for a reason, that the trial and error, the pain, the suffering of not being able too speak to someone I care for is just a price that has too be paid too keep her safe from the monster that wears the face of her mom.
I struggle with keeping my son grounded when his heart is in the wind breezing its way through the months it will take too hold his love again.
His loneliness is a tag on my heart, temporarily losing his best friend too a system that does nothing to protect...
#love
#courage
#motherhood
#motivational
#LifeCycle
551 reads
5 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
18th Oct 2021 9:22am
18th Oct 2021 9:22am
Unrequited
Stone Sour "Song #3"
I loved you when you read my eyes of secrets in the moments we stared in silence awkwardly oblivious to people around us speaking and staring.
I found myself in times you were close and our souls poured from our cups while the rain dropped down on the roof top.
You found yourself with me in your arms, skin to flesh, counting my heartbeats against yours, the wind whistling in through the cracked door.
We remain playing in the fire, loose of the chains of spite and dreams. Saving eachother from hell, but holding too eachother in...
I loved you when you read my eyes of secrets in the moments we stared in silence awkwardly oblivious to people around us speaking and staring.
I found myself in times you were close and our souls poured from our cups while the rain dropped down on the roof top.
You found yourself with me in your arms, skin to flesh, counting my heartbeats against yours, the wind whistling in through the cracked door.
We remain playing in the fire, loose of the chains of spite and dreams. Saving eachother from hell, but holding too eachother in...
#happiness
#love
#kindness
#respect
#emotions
596 reads
6 Comments
EROTIC POEM
Published
17th Oct 2021 8:48pm
17th Oct 2021 8:48pm
When Thoughts Are Dark
My thoughts are dark often...
An ornament adorning your neck with my long legs enhaling your tounges in epileptic fits of rage.
This room is a carousel slowly spinning the haunting beat of our moans periodically amusing the silence.
We are never cautious barreling into eachother over and over;
frothing over the fullness of your torment in my throat.
My want for you dripping from your grin, pulse of the beast trembling my skin.
Pain and pleasure are advesaries in our bed,
those hands picking up where your lips left off.
The...
An ornament adorning your neck with my long legs enhaling your tounges in epileptic fits of rage.
This room is a carousel slowly spinning the haunting beat of our moans periodically amusing the silence.
We are never cautious barreling into eachother over and over;
frothing over the fullness of your torment in my throat.
My want for you dripping from your grin, pulse of the beast trembling my skin.
Pain and pleasure are advesaries in our bed,
those hands picking up where your lips left off.
The...
#erotic
#BDSM
#sensual
#passion
#orgasm
895 reads
14 Comments
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