Submissions by LadyLoss
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
LadyLoss is who I am when I don't want to be me anymore.
EROTIC POEM
Published
18th Mar 2012 2:29pm
18th Mar 2012 2:29pm
Finally
Make that noise.
In my ear.
Pull that face.
As I draw you near.
A long wait.
Worth every look.
Never regret
The path I took.
Your lips on mine,
They taste so sweet.
Self control
Was no mean feat.
Your body aches,
But I haven't begun.
You just wait,
Til we really have fun.
I'll let you rest,
I'll let you sleep,
Next time though,
I'll go in deep.
I'll take my time,
I'll worship you,
And every fantasy,
Will come true.
When I close my eyes,
You're all I see.
I bite my lip ...
In my ear.
Pull that face.
As I draw you near.
A long wait.
Worth every look.
Never regret
The path I took.
Your lips on mine,
They taste so sweet.
Self control
Was no mean feat.
Your body aches,
But I haven't begun.
You just wait,
Til we really have fun.
I'll let you rest,
I'll let you sleep,
Next time though,
I'll go in deep.
I'll take my time,
I'll worship you,
And every fantasy,
Will come true.
When I close my eyes,
You're all I see.
I bite my lip ...
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1 Comment
EROTIC POEM
Published
7th Mar 2012 1:20am
7th Mar 2012 1:20am
Stop
Stop teasing me with red hot words.
Stop leaning in close with reasons absurd.
Stop breathing on me on soft patches of skin.
Stop leaving me crazy, with a mindless grin.
Stop whispering in my ear things you wouldn't say.
Stop sending me pictures that take my breath away.
Stop driving me mad by leaning in for a kiss,
Then turning and leaving, don't promise this.
The more you do that, the more tense I end up.
The more I explode when I finally use my luck.
The more I push against you, make you feel my curves,
The more you do that,...
Stop leaning in close with reasons absurd.
Stop breathing on me on soft patches of skin.
Stop leaving me crazy, with a mindless grin.
Stop whispering in my ear things you wouldn't say.
Stop sending me pictures that take my breath away.
Stop driving me mad by leaning in for a kiss,
Then turning and leaving, don't promise this.
The more you do that, the more tense I end up.
The more I explode when I finally use my luck.
The more I push against you, make you feel my curves,
The more you do that,...
1051 reads
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EROTIC POEM
Published
7th Mar 2012 00:46am
7th Mar 2012 00:46am
Don't
Don't tell me, I don't want to know.
Please stop speaking, or I'll have to go.
Don't tell me, I can't hear any more.
Please, just shut up, or I'm out the door.
I don't want to hear how good she is.
I don't want to know that it's her you miss.
I couldn't care less that she's oh so hot.
Stop telling me how she hit the spot.
Stop talking about the writhing and the sweat.
I don't want to hear of the four poster bed.
Stop speaking, I am begging, it's true.
I don't want to know how well she screws you.
I don't care about her...
Please stop speaking, or I'll have to go.
Don't tell me, I can't hear any more.
Please, just shut up, or I'm out the door.
I don't want to hear how good she is.
I don't want to know that it's her you miss.
I couldn't care less that she's oh so hot.
Stop telling me how she hit the spot.
Stop talking about the writhing and the sweat.
I don't want to hear of the four poster bed.
Stop speaking, I am begging, it's true.
I don't want to know how well she screws you.
I don't care about her...
799 reads
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FICTIONAL PROSE
Published
5th Mar 2012 11:57pm
5th Mar 2012 11:57pm
3 little words
I roll over, half asleep, and I put my arm around him. It's only a small gesture, but it's one that makes him smile in his sleep nonetheless. He sighs, and using the arm I've just laid across his stomach, I pull myself closer to him. He's so warm, and I am overcome by the speed at which my heart beats. The fact that a smile to myself in the dark doesn't quite express just how much I love him makes me settle for planting a kiss between his shoulderblades, and mumbling 'i love you' in a dark room, shutting my eyes again, content with my life and marvelling at how much better it is because of...
762 reads
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
5th Mar 2012 12:19pm
5th Mar 2012 12:19pm
Again?
We're there again, aren't we?
We're back to this.
Me rolling my eyes, and you taking the piss.
We're doing this again?
We're at each other's throats.
I'm shouting at you, over the poxy remote.
We're back at it, aren't we?
We're fighting for nil.
Oh, the guilt trip, that's new, you have your fill.
One day I'll be gone, won't be here anymore,
And the sound of us fighting that you used to adore
Will have come with me, and you'll miss the fights.
When you phone me up screaming, I'll know that I'm right.
We're back to this.
Me rolling my eyes, and you taking the piss.
We're doing this again?
We're at each other's throats.
I'm shouting at you, over the poxy remote.
We're back at it, aren't we?
We're fighting for nil.
Oh, the guilt trip, that's new, you have your fill.
One day I'll be gone, won't be here anymore,
And the sound of us fighting that you used to adore
Will have come with me, and you'll miss the fights.
When you phone me up screaming, I'll know that I'm right.
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EROTIC POEM
Published
5th Mar 2012 9:44am
5th Mar 2012 9:44am
Best of Both Worlds
I always get just what I want,
The best of both worlds.
I go home to the perfect man,
After time with a beautiful girl.
He knows that it goes on,
It drives him mad to hear
All the things I do to her,
When I whisper in his ear.
He shuts his eyes, and groans to me,
'Baby, I love you'
I feel him getting excited,
And I'm his dream come true.
He sees the scratches, on my back,
They drive him to despair.
He can smell her on my body,
And see what she's done to my hair.
He's the only one for me, on the...
The best of both worlds.
I go home to the perfect man,
After time with a beautiful girl.
He knows that it goes on,
It drives him mad to hear
All the things I do to her,
When I whisper in his ear.
He shuts his eyes, and groans to me,
'Baby, I love you'
I feel him getting excited,
And I'm his dream come true.
He sees the scratches, on my back,
They drive him to despair.
He can smell her on my body,
And see what she's done to my hair.
He's the only one for me, on the...
976 reads
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
3rd Mar 2012 4:22pm
3rd Mar 2012 4:22pm
Family
I've bitten my tongue, and hidden my fears.
I've been under your thumb for too many years.
You don't let me breathe, you don't let me decide.
You think you own me, and it's time to cry.
How could you know, that I'd disappear,
How could you know, I wouldn't be here.
I'd rather be alone in the world, than have you dictate.
Id like to be able to decide my destiny and fate.
Who are you to tell me that I'm doing wrong,
You ignore that I'm older now and believe me, I'm gone.
Family's meant to mean something,
Family's meant to care
Bet you...
I've been under your thumb for too many years.
You don't let me breathe, you don't let me decide.
You think you own me, and it's time to cry.
How could you know, that I'd disappear,
How could you know, I wouldn't be here.
I'd rather be alone in the world, than have you dictate.
Id like to be able to decide my destiny and fate.
Who are you to tell me that I'm doing wrong,
You ignore that I'm older now and believe me, I'm gone.
Family's meant to mean something,
Family's meant to care
Bet you...
737 reads
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EROTIC POEM
Published
3rd Mar 2012 8:02am
3rd Mar 2012 8:02am
Shame
I need to sleep, I close my eyes.
Think of you, there's a surprise,
My fingers dance, it's so wet,
You're there beside me, in my bed,
Whispering filth, invading my head.
You're there beside me, playing too,
Who'd think I could do all these things with you.
I start to tingle, start to moan,
Listen to you, be completely owned.
I hear you tell me, "now, baby, come"
And that's it, it's over, I smile when I'm done.
Turn to look at you, realise it was all in my head
Tears in my eyes, and alone in my bed.
Think of you, there's a surprise,
My fingers dance, it's so wet,
You're there beside me, in my bed,
Whispering filth, invading my head.
You're there beside me, playing too,
Who'd think I could do all these things with you.
I start to tingle, start to moan,
Listen to you, be completely owned.
I hear you tell me, "now, baby, come"
And that's it, it's over, I smile when I'm done.
Turn to look at you, realise it was all in my head
Tears in my eyes, and alone in my bed.
1231 reads
3 Comments
DRUGS POEM
Published
2nd Mar 2012 5:07pm
2nd Mar 2012 5:07pm
It's just my way
They look at me, and roll their eyes,
Because the whiskey's got me high.
They tell me I'm stupid, I don't listen.
Because I'm in that mood, and my tears glisten.
They don't get, just how I feel,
Cos they dont know, they don't know it's real.
They plead with me, to stop playing games,
To stop gambling on a bottle,
And loving strangers with no names.
They keep begging, "please, not every night"
So I lose all my friends
One by one, when we fight.
I know that they care, and this doesn't make sense.
I'm not like...
Because the whiskey's got me high.
They tell me I'm stupid, I don't listen.
Because I'm in that mood, and my tears glisten.
They don't get, just how I feel,
Cos they dont know, they don't know it's real.
They plead with me, to stop playing games,
To stop gambling on a bottle,
And loving strangers with no names.
They keep begging, "please, not every night"
So I lose all my friends
One by one, when we fight.
I know that they care, and this doesn't make sense.
I'm not like...
751 reads
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EROTIC POEM
Published
2nd Mar 2012 5:03pm
2nd Mar 2012 5:03pm
Imagine
I see you sway, I watch you move.
I see your curves, your skin, silk smooth.
This can't happen, this can't be.
But what I'd do to have you with me.
I'd blow on your skin, the gentlest breeze.
I'd be soft and tender, no meaningless sleaze.
I'd kiss your hotspot, lick your lips.
Pull you towards me, stroking your hips.
Caressing your torso, in one curved line.
Tease with one finger, really take my time.
The flesh beneath your ear, the soft spot on your neck.
They'd all be mine, no meaningless peck.
I hear you speak, I imagine you moan. ...
I see your curves, your skin, silk smooth.
This can't happen, this can't be.
But what I'd do to have you with me.
I'd blow on your skin, the gentlest breeze.
I'd be soft and tender, no meaningless sleaze.
I'd kiss your hotspot, lick your lips.
Pull you towards me, stroking your hips.
Caressing your torso, in one curved line.
Tease with one finger, really take my time.
The flesh beneath your ear, the soft spot on your neck.
They'd all be mine, no meaningless peck.
I hear you speak, I imagine you moan. ...
1244 reads
2 Comments
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