Submissions by J_J_Jay_Jr
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
I have a fondness for narrative verse --narrative poets such as Chaucer, Coleridge, Longfellow, Tennyson, Burns, Noyes, Lear, Nash, Carroll, D'Arcy, Kipling, Moore, and Service. The stories they tell are good and made better by the poetic form they use.
EROTIC POEM
Published
17th Oct 2012 10:25pm
17th Oct 2012 10:25pm
Dressed for the Party
dressed for the party
she as a witch --black hat, gauzy veil, long black gown, sandals (the usual)
me as a ghost --bed sheet, holes cut out for eyes, sandals (the usual)
what you see is all we wore --that was part of the turn on
her bosom bounced as she walked (just a bit)
I pushed the sheet out in front (just a bit)
around the block we strolled
we hoped some would notice --that was part of the turn on
my arm around her waist (pulling her close)
her arm around my hips (pulling me near)
up the walk we walked ...
she as a witch --black hat, gauzy veil, long black gown, sandals (the usual)
me as a ghost --bed sheet, holes cut out for eyes, sandals (the usual)
what you see is all we wore --that was part of the turn on
her bosom bounced as she walked (just a bit)
I pushed the sheet out in front (just a bit)
around the block we strolled
we hoped some would notice --that was part of the turn on
my arm around her waist (pulling her close)
her arm around my hips (pulling me near)
up the walk we walked ...
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EROTIC POEM
Published
16th Oct 2012 8:45pm
16th Oct 2012 8:45pm
flanel
a chilly fall night
wore new flannel pjs to bed rather than my usual nothing
didn't notice she had put on new flannel sheets
when I was a kid, teachers used flannel boards in the classroom,
small flannel cutouts that adhered to a board covered with flannel,
used to tell stories or illustrate lessons
the lesson I failed to learn then,
was that
flanel adheres to flannel
as I rolled over, waiting for her to come to bed,
I was quickly cocooned in sheets
as I tried to unroll the cocoon,
I was wrapped more snuggly
soon,...
wore new flannel pjs to bed rather than my usual nothing
didn't notice she had put on new flannel sheets
when I was a kid, teachers used flannel boards in the classroom,
small flannel cutouts that adhered to a board covered with flannel,
used to tell stories or illustrate lessons
the lesson I failed to learn then,
was that
flanel adheres to flannel
as I rolled over, waiting for her to come to bed,
I was quickly cocooned in sheets
as I tried to unroll the cocoon,
I was wrapped more snuggly
soon,...
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EROTIC POEM
Published
16th Oct 2012 4:57pm
16th Oct 2012 4:57pm
her first time
you invited me in
in through the door
into your room
into your arms
into your bed
into you . . .
wait, wait, let's go back bit
you invited me in
met at Starbucks
shared a love for coffee --black, unsweet
split a brownie
talked of this and that
liked what we saw and the little that we shared
it was raining
offered you a ride
bench seat
you sat close
hand on my knee --higher
hand on your thigh --higher
...
in through the door
into your room
into your arms
into your bed
into you . . .
wait, wait, let's go back bit
you invited me in
met at Starbucks
shared a love for coffee --black, unsweet
split a brownie
talked of this and that
liked what we saw and the little that we shared
it was raining
offered you a ride
bench seat
you sat close
hand on my knee --higher
hand on your thigh --higher
...
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LOVE POEM
Published
15th Oct 2012 9:59pm
15th Oct 2012 9:59pm
what began as ogling
what began as ogling, quickly became lust
it was craven lechery when first I met you
lewdness formed my thoughts
yearning thirst controlled my desires
at my core was an animalistic want for you
in my eyes you saw wantonness surveying your body
my grin delivered carnality's promise to your core
in my lustfulness, i saw your body's sensuality
i fantasized your uninhibitedness
my thoughts communicated in raunchiness
debauchery formed my dreams intent
my words were ribaldry gone pornographic
what had been lust
what was born of...
it was craven lechery when first I met you
lewdness formed my thoughts
yearning thirst controlled my desires
at my core was an animalistic want for you
in my eyes you saw wantonness surveying your body
my grin delivered carnality's promise to your core
in my lustfulness, i saw your body's sensuality
i fantasized your uninhibitedness
my thoughts communicated in raunchiness
debauchery formed my dreams intent
my words were ribaldry gone pornographic
what had been lust
what was born of...
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EROTIC POEM
Published
12th Oct 2012 9:42pm
12th Oct 2012 9:42pm
liking that
I saw you looking --at my crotch.
You asked why I was looking at your bust.
I stared at your ass.
You stared at my abs.
You asked, "See something you like?"
I answered, "Everything I see, I like, and, I suspect, I will like that which I can't see, even better."
"'You WILL like what you can't see.' Just like that?"
"Just like that."
You had your blouse tied high below your bust, navel showing below.
I liked that.
My pants worn low, tight abs showing above.
You liked that.
Shoes with no...
You asked why I was looking at your bust.
I stared at your ass.
You stared at my abs.
You asked, "See something you like?"
I answered, "Everything I see, I like, and, I suspect, I will like that which I can't see, even better."
"'You WILL like what you can't see.' Just like that?"
"Just like that."
You had your blouse tied high below your bust, navel showing below.
I liked that.
My pants worn low, tight abs showing above.
You liked that.
Shoes with no...
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EROTIC POEM
Published
12th Oct 2012 8:09pm
12th Oct 2012 8:09pm
coffee in a paper cup
another week later
Feeling confident, carried the paper to the door.
Door opened, stepped inside.
"No time, no time."
Robe hit the floor,
bending over the edge of the table.
"Drop those drawers!"
As fast as I could.
"I'm wet and ready."
"Spread my lips, wide enough to allow you in."
"Force it in, hard and fast."
"Push it in, as deep as you can."
"Shove it in, stuff it in, grind it in, fill me up."
"Thrust it in, make me moan,"
"Drive it in, make me cry."
"Cram it in,...
Feeling confident, carried the paper to the door.
Door opened, stepped inside.
"No time, no time."
Robe hit the floor,
bending over the edge of the table.
"Drop those drawers!"
As fast as I could.
"I'm wet and ready."
"Spread my lips, wide enough to allow you in."
"Force it in, hard and fast."
"Push it in, as deep as you can."
"Shove it in, stuff it in, grind it in, fill me up."
"Thrust it in, make me moan,"
"Drive it in, make me cry."
"Cram it in,...
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EROTIC POEM
Published
11th Oct 2012 6:18pm
11th Oct 2012 6:18pm
Coffee cold
a week later
Paper on the curb,
take it to the door?
Door opens,
cup of steaming coffee appears.
Walk to the door,
opens wider,
step inside,
trade paper for coffee.
Door closes,
sip coffee,
hot,
good.
"Put your cup on the table, finish it later."
Jacket on chair.
"Let me help you with your shoes."
Socks follow shoes.
Henley over head,
traps arms,
rises on toes,
mouth finds mouth.
Wrists bound by henley,
down over her head,
around...
Paper on the curb,
take it to the door?
Door opens,
cup of steaming coffee appears.
Walk to the door,
opens wider,
step inside,
trade paper for coffee.
Door closes,
sip coffee,
hot,
good.
"Put your cup on the table, finish it later."
Jacket on chair.
"Let me help you with your shoes."
Socks follow shoes.
Henley over head,
traps arms,
rises on toes,
mouth finds mouth.
Wrists bound by henley,
down over her head,
around...
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EROTIC POEM
Published
10th Oct 2012 10:33pm
10th Oct 2012 10:33pm
instead of coffee
stepped into the room, she closed the door behind me
turned to her, she grabbed my head and pulled my mouth down to her's
pushed my tongue deeply into her mouth, she unzipped my jacket
shrugged my arms out of my jacket sleeves, she unbuttoned my shirt
pulled my arms out of my shirt sleeves, she pushed my t-shirt off over my head
clasped her waist with my hands, she unfastened my belt
moved my hands up to her breasts, she unzipped my jeans, they fell to the floor
caressed, pinched her nipples, she...
turned to her, she grabbed my head and pulled my mouth down to her's
pushed my tongue deeply into her mouth, she unzipped my jacket
shrugged my arms out of my jacket sleeves, she unbuttoned my shirt
pulled my arms out of my shirt sleeves, she pushed my t-shirt off over my head
clasped her waist with my hands, she unfastened my belt
moved my hands up to her breasts, she unzipped my jeans, they fell to the floor
caressed, pinched her nipples, she...
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EROTIC POEM
Published
10th Oct 2012 9:45pm
10th Oct 2012 9:45pm
out for a walk
She called from behind her screen door, "Would you bring me the paper on the walk there?"
"This? Yes. Here. Have a nice day."
As she pushed the door open, "I want to thank you."
"You just did."
"How?"
"Your robe is open all the way down with nothing beneath."
"Oh! Sorry."
"I'm not. You're a beautifully, sexy woman. Thank you for the 'Thank you'."
"Thank you again," as her robe slipped to the floor and she turned completely around.
"Beautiful, sexy, and desirable." ...
"This? Yes. Here. Have a nice day."
As she pushed the door open, "I want to thank you."
"You just did."
"How?"
"Your robe is open all the way down with nothing beneath."
"Oh! Sorry."
"I'm not. You're a beautifully, sexy woman. Thank you for the 'Thank you'."
"Thank you again," as her robe slipped to the floor and she turned completely around.
"Beautiful, sexy, and desirable." ...
876 reads
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LOVE POEM
Published
9th Oct 2012 10:30pm
9th Oct 2012 10:30pm
Saw you walking
Saw you walking in the mall.
Short skirt, high heels, walking tall.
Wiggly butt, bouncy bust, quite the doll.
Styled up hair, perfect lips, the power to enthrall.
Strutting walk, sideways look, did you see me at all?
On your way to dine and dance.
Did you, maybe, glimpse me askance?
My love (and lust) for you, unnoticed, perchance?
You gave me not even a glance.
Is it true, I never had a chance?
I remember when first we met.
I'll...
Short skirt, high heels, walking tall.
Wiggly butt, bouncy bust, quite the doll.
Styled up hair, perfect lips, the power to enthrall.
Strutting walk, sideways look, did you see me at all?
On your way to dine and dance.
Did you, maybe, glimpse me askance?
My love (and lust) for you, unnoticed, perchance?
You gave me not even a glance.
Is it true, I never had a chance?
I remember when first we met.
I'll...
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EROTIC POEM
Published
5th Oct 2012 9:11pm
5th Oct 2012 9:11pm
Lust
seven deadly sins
lust is mine
because of you
in the morning
at dawn
in the first light
silhouetted against the window
left leg slightly bent
hands gripping the curtains, about to open them
the sun rises between your legs
at breakfast
short robe, loosely tied
front hangs nearly open
off one shoulder
tan skin shows
legs up to there
glimpse of breast as coffee is poured
at noon
straight light brown hair down
tied around your forehead with a narrow ribbon ...
lust is mine
because of you
in the morning
at dawn
in the first light
silhouetted against the window
left leg slightly bent
hands gripping the curtains, about to open them
the sun rises between your legs
at breakfast
short robe, loosely tied
front hangs nearly open
off one shoulder
tan skin shows
legs up to there
glimpse of breast as coffee is poured
at noon
straight light brown hair down
tied around your forehead with a narrow ribbon ...
#lust
1147 reads
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EROTIC POEM
Published
4th Oct 2012 8:39pm
4th Oct 2012 8:39pm
in the darkness -- in the light
in the darkness in the light
i want to i need to
feel you see you
your smile your grin
your voice your laugh
your eyes your wink
i want to i need to
bind you hug you
release you cuddle you
amaze you overwhelm you
i need to i...
i want to i need to
feel you see you
your smile your grin
your voice your laugh
your eyes your wink
i want to i need to
bind you hug you
release you cuddle you
amaze you overwhelm you
i need to i...
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