Submissions by Greywolfman
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
Die-hard Romantic. Strong feelings on romance, love, sensual, sexuality and passion. Believe the mind is most sexual organ of the body
EROTIC POEM
Published
1st Feb 2019 11:16pm
1st Feb 2019 11:16pm
I Never Tire of Pleasuring You
#lust
#sex
#erotic #passion
#erotic #passion
1007 reads
4 Comments
EROTIC POEM
Published
1st Feb 2019 00:30am
1st Feb 2019 00:30am
You are so Beautiful My Love
#love
#erotic
#sensual #passion
#sensual #passion
1374 reads
14 Comments
EROTIC POEM
Published
1st Feb 2019 00:23am
1st Feb 2019 00:23am
You Move Me
You move me.
I will move you, set your body moving,
move you.
The sensuality exudes from you,
from me,
moving upward as heat must do.
It reflects our excitement,
but we feed upon it,
absorbing our needs with
the anticipation of acceptance
and eager acquiescence.
The room moves with shimmering waves
of passionate energy,
exciting our two souls merging
into throbbing
dampness
of
sensuous desire.
The music moves with vibrating waves
of emotional...
I will move you, set your body moving,
move you.
The sensuality exudes from you,
from me,
moving upward as heat must do.
It reflects our excitement,
but we feed upon it,
absorbing our needs with
the anticipation of acceptance
and eager acquiescence.
The room moves with shimmering waves
of passionate energy,
exciting our two souls merging
into throbbing
dampness
of
sensuous desire.
The music moves with vibrating waves
of emotional...
#love
#sensual
#passion
951 reads
12 Comments
SPIRITUAL POEM
Published
29th Jan 2019 2:34pm
29th Jan 2019 2:34pm
The Snows of Creation
The true face of God
summons us,
not from a moldy
cheese sandwich,
a stained underpass,
or the Sistine Chapel.
To behold it, just switch
to a TV channel
that does not exist,
though the sages
proclaim that the eye of
a cable subscriber
can no more glimpse
heaven's window
than a camel can pass
through the eye of a needle.
But I have used the clicker
less clicked upon
and that has made
all the difference.
" A word of...
summons us,
not from a moldy
cheese sandwich,
a stained underpass,
or the Sistine Chapel.
To behold it, just switch
to a TV channel
that does not exist,
though the sages
proclaim that the eye of
a cable subscriber
can no more glimpse
heaven's window
than a camel can pass
through the eye of a needle.
But I have used the clicker
less clicked upon
and that has made
all the difference.
" A word of...
#universe
#God
#spiritual
517 reads
2 Comments
EROTIC POEM
Published
28th Jan 2019 11:57pm
28th Jan 2019 11:57pm
Silhouettes
A dark silhouette
crowned with a ruby red halo.
Each strand of hair
a shimmering filament
caressed by the gentle sea breeze
under the oblique orange glow...
Silver sands hold a lingering warmth
gifted by the sun
for just we two.
You sit before me
leaning, your back against my chest
safe within my arms....
My lips brush your neck
as butterfly kisses
are chased gently to your ear.
Do you feel these soft waves
as they wash over your shores?
I know you do....
Whilst hands...
crowned with a ruby red halo.
Each strand of hair
a shimmering filament
caressed by the gentle sea breeze
under the oblique orange glow...
Silver sands hold a lingering warmth
gifted by the sun
for just we two.
You sit before me
leaning, your back against my chest
safe within my arms....
My lips brush your neck
as butterfly kisses
are chased gently to your ear.
Do you feel these soft waves
as they wash over your shores?
I know you do....
Whilst hands...
#lover
#sensual
#passion
685 reads
9 Comments
STORY POEM
Published
28th Jan 2019 4:12pm
28th Jan 2019 4:12pm
Waiting for the Moon
The sun's path, beautiful ecstasy,
a lattice work of clouds
lies in sun kissed departure;
one, that resembles a giant bird,
flies to the east
leaving the others behind.
The trees become crisply cut stencils,
palettes in dark shades of halo,
painted against the light holding sky,
delineating my heaven and earth,
hiding the horizon.
and as phrases bounced from mind to pen to paper,
I thought about you,
and was quiet.
Days fall continued sans observation,
security lights lit, solars glowed, ...
a lattice work of clouds
lies in sun kissed departure;
one, that resembles a giant bird,
flies to the east
leaving the others behind.
The trees become crisply cut stencils,
palettes in dark shades of halo,
painted against the light holding sky,
delineating my heaven and earth,
hiding the horizon.
and as phrases bounced from mind to pen to paper,
I thought about you,
and was quiet.
Days fall continued sans observation,
security lights lit, solars glowed, ...
#sensual
#passion
748 reads
12 Comments
EROTIC POEM
Published
28th Jan 2019 3:56pm
28th Jan 2019 3:56pm
The Rest of Night
#lust
#sex
#erotic #passion
#erotic #passion
889 reads
6 Comments
EROTIC POEM
Published
28th Jan 2019 5:35am
28th Jan 2019 5:35am
Inner Voice
#erotic
#sensual
#passion
905 reads
4 Comments
EROTIC POEM
Published
28th Jan 2019 1:22am
28th Jan 2019 1:22am
GODDESS with CURVES
#lust
#erotic
#sensual #passion
#sensual #passion
1072 reads
6 Comments
EROTIC POEM
Published
27th Jan 2019 8:40pm
27th Jan 2019 8:40pm
Fantasies
#lust
#sex
#erotic #passion
#erotic #passion
955 reads
4 Comments
STORY POEM
Published
27th Jan 2019 3:15pm
27th Jan 2019 3:15pm
She Walks Through my Dreams
Eyes like the full moon when it sits quietly above,
staring deep into a lake with a celestial love,
reflecting perfectly against its glassy surface,
two full moons exist in her divine countenance.
She walks through my dreams, her dress trailing behind her,
where her feet touch the earth, grow beautiful flowers.
With her deepening smile, she seems close to real,
her soft, pale skin is something I can almost feel.
She smells faintly of dreams, of that sweet intoxication,
of Fantasies beyond my wildest imagination.
Wearing...
staring deep into a lake with a celestial love,
reflecting perfectly against its glassy surface,
two full moons exist in her divine countenance.
She walks through my dreams, her dress trailing behind her,
where her feet touch the earth, grow beautiful flowers.
With her deepening smile, she seems close to real,
her soft, pale skin is something I can almost feel.
She smells faintly of dreams, of that sweet intoxication,
of Fantasies beyond my wildest imagination.
Wearing...
#love
#dreams
#passion
676 reads
2 Comments
EROTIC POEM
Published
27th Jan 2019 8:18am
27th Jan 2019 8:18am
How to Spend a Cold Evening
#sex
#erotic
#passion
717 reads
1 Comment
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