Submissions by LadyP
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lOVE AND EROTIC
EROTIC POEM
Published
6th Jan 2014 2:48pm
6th Jan 2014 2:48pm
nothing
feline notes
in a scarlet night
Black of silk
to swallow the light
of warm vortices
and half words
to envelop
vibrant flesh
strong brush strokes
on a rough canvas breathlessly
wanting to be imptrinted
by touches of oil
multicoloured and certain
to invent these
chromatic impulses thus
always ours
crisp notes
to set the momentary rhyhm
of pure skin.
And the rest is naught.
in a scarlet night
Black of silk
to swallow the light
of warm vortices
and half words
to envelop
vibrant flesh
strong brush strokes
on a rough canvas breathlessly
wanting to be imptrinted
by touches of oil
multicoloured and certain
to invent these
chromatic impulses thus
always ours
crisp notes
to set the momentary rhyhm
of pure skin.
And the rest is naught.
738 reads
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EROTIC POEM
Published
5th Feb 2013 6:10pm
5th Feb 2013 6:10pm
Streaptease
The notes of an old film
lights barely suffused
absolute protagonist
of an invented photoshoot
and barely retro
Nearly violent
in the childish mind
that hidden desire
unresolved weeping
that come alive suddenly
in this your moment
Sure
I don't have the perfect curves
of a model or a ballerina
otherwordly even if...
yesterday
I would have trembled at the thought
laughing almost angry
unequally envious
and whatever
but yes...
I can leave my hat on
the little too tight stockings
and all...
lights barely suffused
absolute protagonist
of an invented photoshoot
and barely retro
Nearly violent
in the childish mind
that hidden desire
unresolved weeping
that come alive suddenly
in this your moment
Sure
I don't have the perfect curves
of a model or a ballerina
otherwordly even if...
yesterday
I would have trembled at the thought
laughing almost angry
unequally envious
and whatever
but yes...
I can leave my hat on
the little too tight stockings
and all...
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1 Comment
EROTIC POEM
Published
20th Jan 2013 9:46pm
20th Jan 2013 9:46pm
Desire
A subtle fire
on the soul's soil
barely warms
but quivers
to spite the cold
I barely tremble
perceiving the skin
and its certain
but light touch
blood play
this cocktail of essences
and the perfume of us
one small step after another
to inibriate that sense of smell
subtle breaches
press timidly and strong
almost insidious sprites
of underskin fantasies
your heady heat rises
fantazising deliriums
to squat over belly
like a full promise
and far
millions of little bubbles
in a...
on the soul's soil
barely warms
but quivers
to spite the cold
I barely tremble
perceiving the skin
and its certain
but light touch
blood play
this cocktail of essences
and the perfume of us
one small step after another
to inibriate that sense of smell
subtle breaches
press timidly and strong
almost insidious sprites
of underskin fantasies
your heady heat rises
fantazising deliriums
to squat over belly
like a full promise
and far
millions of little bubbles
in a...
844 reads
7 Comments
EROTIC POEM
Published
3rd Dec 2012 6:54pm
3rd Dec 2012 6:54pm
Meduses
Intense shudders
shaking my entrails
tonight I touch them
softly stinging
and threatening
soft to touch
slippery to the moon
lit up with colors
stinging when enough
to fear
and shrink back from shame
but I know
I'll not even do this
I will embrace the burning light
hug fists aimed at the sky
will gird myself with inconsistent arms
and these life gift shudders,
I will give you
on a tray
of gangly glances on the infinite
and award winning in existence
and then
I'll put myself in a little...
shaking my entrails
tonight I touch them
softly stinging
and threatening
soft to touch
slippery to the moon
lit up with colors
stinging when enough
to fear
and shrink back from shame
but I know
I'll not even do this
I will embrace the burning light
hug fists aimed at the sky
will gird myself with inconsistent arms
and these life gift shudders,
I will give you
on a tray
of gangly glances on the infinite
and award winning in existence
and then
I'll put myself in a little...
633 reads
1 Comment
EROTIC POEM
Published
2nd Dec 2012 7:18pm
2nd Dec 2012 7:18pm
Lipstick
I take it distracted
a habit abstracted
from poorly hidden vanity
from which I seek neither excuses
nor false alibis
And I stop
from magic with the mirror
a dull mirage but true
in the listening
that lands on me
dense and creamy
like an impulse brush
paints lips
softly gaping
as if to receive you
soft velvet
on my fleshy lips
intense balsam
to absorb so slowly
lips
only offered
in innocent touches
to absorb the color
or rather the shine
but in my thoughts
modestly hidden...
a habit abstracted
from poorly hidden vanity
from which I seek neither excuses
nor false alibis
And I stop
from magic with the mirror
a dull mirage but true
in the listening
that lands on me
dense and creamy
like an impulse brush
paints lips
softly gaping
as if to receive you
soft velvet
on my fleshy lips
intense balsam
to absorb so slowly
lips
only offered
in innocent touches
to absorb the color
or rather the shine
but in my thoughts
modestly hidden...
775 reads
1 Comment
EROTIC POEM
Published
20th Nov 2012 2:34pm
20th Nov 2012 2:34pm
Thoughts and Your hands
What's the distance
between thoughts
and your hands?
The skin would neither
know nor care
far light years
maybe submerged
in nebulous ravines
of mutilated emotions
or whatever happens
on the streets the soul lives on
above me
it lives
in endless search of a shudder
to grasp out of thin air
it darts to steal the touch
and slam it violently
like a whip on a body
Your shot
without memory
a split earth
under crashed feet
dived in the lava of you
none ...
between thoughts
and your hands?
The skin would neither
know nor care
far light years
maybe submerged
in nebulous ravines
of mutilated emotions
or whatever happens
on the streets the soul lives on
above me
it lives
in endless search of a shudder
to grasp out of thin air
it darts to steal the touch
and slam it violently
like a whip on a body
Your shot
without memory
a split earth
under crashed feet
dived in the lava of you
none ...
745 reads
2 Comments
EROTIC POEM
Published
2nd Nov 2012 11:22pm
2nd Nov 2012 11:22pm
A sea...
whips of foam on my sunny sea shell
fringe of a wave maddened
from crest to sea belly
potent rays
of a skin burning sun
to fragment me into lights
and aromas
violent waves
to break
in successive
sinuous lifts
in alternating billows
on warm rocks
of a dovetail you know
building around you
a secret cove
warm fate of a lover
in a rage
of us...
a sea"
fringe of a wave maddened
from crest to sea belly
potent rays
of a skin burning sun
to fragment me into lights
and aromas
violent waves
to break
in successive
sinuous lifts
in alternating billows
on warm rocks
of a dovetail you know
building around you
a secret cove
warm fate of a lover
in a rage
of us...
a sea"
777 reads
4 Comments
EROTIC POEM
Published
29th Oct 2012 3:09pm
29th Oct 2012 3:09pm
On Your lines
it's dying of love
to stop
still frame etched
on burning eyelids
barely opened
grazing your skin
or another profile
breaking out
to crash tremours
very long
from the nape of the neck
to earth and back
if you dust me with snow
on the sun drenched road
me
I hear myself
breath broken
like a dried drop
if I bump into a
whatever breath
I claw
my hot flashed mind
to scratch the light
that shatters the dams
overflowing the I know not
bewitched
that vibrant gaze...
to stop
still frame etched
on burning eyelids
barely opened
grazing your skin
or another profile
breaking out
to crash tremours
very long
from the nape of the neck
to earth and back
if you dust me with snow
on the sun drenched road
me
I hear myself
breath broken
like a dried drop
if I bump into a
whatever breath
I claw
my hot flashed mind
to scratch the light
that shatters the dams
overflowing the I know not
bewitched
that vibrant gaze...
683 reads
3 Comments
EROTIC POEM
Published
19th Oct 2012 7:04pm
19th Oct 2012 7:04pm
Silk spills
Shower to a jazz beat
a tossed shirt
that waits
A clear prelude
that oil on the skin
thoughts slipping
on then
it's a light trick
of perfumed yesses
and lace sox
that climb me slowly
to invent lines so precise
lascivious glances
on that so crazy mirror
russet fuchsia
delirious graffiti
speaking of us
and this life of mine
tangled with stars
and sky
entrancing vapor
dense
in the first chill
of evening
world cream
to cure my
sense of you
Ready
black...
a tossed shirt
that waits
A clear prelude
that oil on the skin
thoughts slipping
on then
it's a light trick
of perfumed yesses
and lace sox
that climb me slowly
to invent lines so precise
lascivious glances
on that so crazy mirror
russet fuchsia
delirious graffiti
speaking of us
and this life of mine
tangled with stars
and sky
entrancing vapor
dense
in the first chill
of evening
world cream
to cure my
sense of you
Ready
black...
920 reads
7 Comments
EROTIC POEM
Published
16th Oct 2012 9:25pm
16th Oct 2012 9:25pm
Waiting...
Wind spins
my thought
this morning
eyes shucked
on you,
clear and craved
silhouette
wrapped in
silken sheets
belly blush
rising
and from the
inflamed mind
cascade,
fires crossing
my chest
in eddies
searching
my breath
my own arms
enraged
choking the life
So
Immobile
leaning on the doorjamb
of a semi closed door
in blinding twilight
of flaring lust
in this dawn
that transmutes colors
like a kaleidoscope.
So ...
my thought
this morning
eyes shucked
on you,
clear and craved
silhouette
wrapped in
silken sheets
belly blush
rising
and from the
inflamed mind
cascade,
fires crossing
my chest
in eddies
searching
my breath
my own arms
enraged
choking the life
So
Immobile
leaning on the doorjamb
of a semi closed door
in blinding twilight
of flaring lust
in this dawn
that transmutes colors
like a kaleidoscope.
So ...
951 reads
3 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
11th Oct 2012 10:04pm
11th Oct 2012 10:04pm
A LOVE LIKE THIS
I want a baby love
that stomps its feet,
stripped
of morning screams,
pretending the moon
yelling in glee
and laughing out loud,
while wrapping itself
more snugly
in a mantle of cuddles.
I want a perverted love
free
to burst through the walls
of whatever skin
and invade embraces
without maybes...or nos
I want a lascivious love
a ballad in B flat
quivering eight notes on walls
staunchly defending impulses
from who's not there
will not understand
I want an imperfect love
stripped of...
that stomps its feet,
stripped
of morning screams,
pretending the moon
yelling in glee
and laughing out loud,
while wrapping itself
more snugly
in a mantle of cuddles.
I want a perverted love
free
to burst through the walls
of whatever skin
and invade embraces
without maybes...or nos
I want a lascivious love
a ballad in B flat
quivering eight notes on walls
staunchly defending impulses
from who's not there
will not understand
I want an imperfect love
stripped of...
935 reads
1 Comment
EROTIC POEM
Published
23rd Sep 2012 4:00pm
23rd Sep 2012 4:00pm
After
Re-emerging from ecstasy
like an atoll fom an ocean
to arise ever so slowly
and cascades form us
descending slowly
from my belly in glade
like lava
sliding to the valley
from an exploding vulcano
like an atoll fom an ocean
to arise ever so slowly
and cascades form us
descending slowly
from my belly in glade
like lava
sliding to the valley
from an exploding vulcano
829 reads
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