Submissions by Howlin_Wolf
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
Every day I get up, I find something creative to do with my life... -- Mies Davis
Imprisoned by Inhibitions
We whisper
breathy, urgent needs;
nearly begging
to be understood,
to be granted
freedom
of
desire.
We bleed
fiery, honest dreams;
pouring forth
like waterfalls
of passion
connecting
our
hearts.
We touch
fervently, echoing joy;
nearly crying
to be unleashed
to allow ourselves
release
from
inhibitions.
breathy, urgent needs;
nearly begging
to be understood,
to be granted
freedom
of
desire.
We bleed
fiery, honest dreams;
pouring forth
like waterfalls
of passion
connecting
our
hearts.
We touch
fervently, echoing joy;
nearly crying
to be unleashed
to allow ourselves
release
from
inhibitions.
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"Rub," She Said
Rub" she said
as she stretched her arms up over her head,
tilting her chin skyward, mouth open, eyes closed.
I started gently, moving in small circles
with just my middle finger. She sighed warmly
as her lips formed a contented smile.
"Rub" she said
I pushed harder adding my index finger as I felt her swell
under my touch; I smell her musky scent as she began to writhe.
My hand moved faster now, tight, quick ellipses,
she moaned as her hands move down to her breasts.
She pinched her nipples and arched her back.
...
as she stretched her arms up over her head,
tilting her chin skyward, mouth open, eyes closed.
I started gently, moving in small circles
with just my middle finger. She sighed warmly
as her lips formed a contented smile.
"Rub" she said
I pushed harder adding my index finger as I felt her swell
under my touch; I smell her musky scent as she began to writhe.
My hand moved faster now, tight, quick ellipses,
she moaned as her hands move down to her breasts.
She pinched her nipples and arched her back.
...
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As You Wish
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Lessons Learned
There's a story
that you told me
about losing your virginity;
about the pain and nervousness, about
quiet uncertainty and the manic doubts.
Over the years
you worked so hard
to conquer your anxieties;
you practiced at home, exploring
finding light where the questions had been.
Our first night
you showed me
exactly what you liked;
you removed my fears, all
hesitancy vanquished under your tutelage.
How I crave
the knowledge you hold
in the library of your lust;
we write tomes of...
that you told me
about losing your virginity;
about the pain and nervousness, about
quiet uncertainty and the manic doubts.
Over the years
you worked so hard
to conquer your anxieties;
you practiced at home, exploring
finding light where the questions had been.
Our first night
you showed me
exactly what you liked;
you removed my fears, all
hesitancy vanquished under your tutelage.
How I crave
the knowledge you hold
in the library of your lust;
we write tomes of...
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3 Comments
Small Town Love Affairs
Small town love affairs
exist between sideways glances
careful caresses and breathy whispers
as fingers
brush unseen
by casual observer.
Friends... just friends,
the sleepy town rolls its always open eyes
when the backseat blowjob
comes undone, neighborhood kids
snickering at the fogged up windows
as moans ring out into the night.
Just friends.
Nowhere to hide, unable to kiss
for a moment's release; Motel 6
down the road...
"I've never..." becomes "Maybe we can"
but the whispers and the...
exist between sideways glances
careful caresses and breathy whispers
as fingers
brush unseen
by casual observer.
Friends... just friends,
the sleepy town rolls its always open eyes
when the backseat blowjob
comes undone, neighborhood kids
snickering at the fogged up windows
as moans ring out into the night.
Just friends.
Nowhere to hide, unable to kiss
for a moment's release; Motel 6
down the road...
"I've never..." becomes "Maybe we can"
but the whispers and the...
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