Submissions by LostViking (Lost Viking)
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
I write poetry so dark feelings find their voice. Sometimes the result is pleasing, dark, ugly, or humorous. Writing is a good way to get the crap out.
EROTIC POEM
Published
7th Feb 2025 3:39pm
7th Feb 2025 3:39pm
Girl of the Night
A girl with a smile, never a frown,
Lived a life full and sweet,
Gone too soon, her youth was crowned
Where the lanes and dreams of children meet,
In the tender, dark folds of the night.
Her laughter, a melody true and bright,
By night beneath the sky, she gave her best,
With her love, many men were blessed,
Lived a life full and sweet,
Gone too soon, her youth was crowned
Where the lanes and dreams of children meet,
In the tender, dark folds of the night.
Her laughter, a melody true and bright,
By night beneath the sky, she gave her best,
With her love, many men were blessed,
#beauty
#sex
#teens
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EROTIC POEM
Published
5th Feb 2025 1:48pm
5th Feb 2025 1:48pm
First Kiss
Our lips traveled miles,
A hundred or more,
To meet and ask for the
Promise of tomorrows.
Warmth and moist,
As an uncharted land.
A single kiss from Virginia
Two kids with unknown futures.
Her tongue grew quiet,
Becoming a delicate envoy,
She carried a whisper of lust
And placed it on my lips.
Her tongue was pure in its intent
And promised me heaven.
Virginia whispered, “Later,”
And so it was to be.
A hundred or more,
To meet and ask for the
Promise of tomorrows.
Warmth and moist,
As an uncharted land.
A single kiss from Virginia
Two kids with unknown futures.
Her tongue grew quiet,
Becoming a delicate envoy,
She carried a whisper of lust
And placed it on my lips.
Her tongue was pure in its intent
And promised me heaven.
Virginia whispered, “Later,”
And so it was to be.
#FirstLove
#teens
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EROTIC POEM
Published
3rd Feb 2025 2:20pm
3rd Feb 2025 2:20pm
He Breathed Her In
He breathed her in, a bouquet rich and rare,
Her stories were layered in scented air.
Her skin's perfume, she spread with grace,
Her breath's faint hint, in sweet embrace.
Her body's rhythms rise and fall,
Her breath's warm puffs, in dance she sways,
Lost in life's best cabaret.
Desire's pungent taste, a virgin bloom,
Intoxicating as aged wine's perfume.
More than mere flesh, their union dark,
A communion of souls, and merging of hearts.
Her stories were layered in scented air.
Her skin's perfume, she spread with grace,
Her breath's faint hint, in sweet embrace.
Her body's rhythms rise and fall,
Her breath's warm puffs, in dance she sways,
Lost in life's best cabaret.
Desire's pungent taste, a virgin bloom,
Intoxicating as aged wine's perfume.
More than mere flesh, their union dark,
A communion of souls, and merging of hearts.
#sensual
#sex
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EROTIC POEM
Published
31st Jan 2025 1:25pm
31st Jan 2025 1:25pm
Vintage Beauty
Her breasts, warm beneath my hands,
carry a history I've only glimpsed from a distance
While each of fifty-two years left its mark.
I can almost feel the echoes of that first boy's touch,
a memory etched into her being.
Gazing at the roundness of her breasts
I imagine them swaying for other men's delight.
In the ninth grade, she was already part of
that distinguished 20% who were sexually active,
but she was a dream out of reach for me.
Now, after all the living she's done—
three children, two marriages,
one...
carry a history I've only glimpsed from a distance
While each of fifty-two years left its mark.
I can almost feel the echoes of that first boy's touch,
a memory etched into her being.
Gazing at the roundness of her breasts
I imagine them swaying for other men's delight.
In the ninth grade, she was already part of
that distinguished 20% who were sexually active,
but she was a dream out of reach for me.
Now, after all the living she's done—
three children, two marriages,
one...
#aging
#erotic
#teens
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EROTIC POEM
Published
30th Jan 2025 4:38pm
30th Jan 2025 4:38pm
I f**k the Girl
When in doubt, I fucked the girl
It always felt so right
Short or tall, they were sure to fall
I fucked one every night
It might not be the ideal time
There might be complications
But when you feel those pussy lips
You lose all reservations
It always felt so right
Short or tall, they were sure to fall
I fucked one every night
It might not be the ideal time
There might be complications
But when you feel those pussy lips
You lose all reservations
#dark
#lust
#sex
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EROTIC POEM
Published
26th Jan 2025 3:42am
26th Jan 2025 3:42am
In Praise of Oral Affections
How wondrous it is to stand
In the light of her gaze,
To receive her childlike smiles
That are not given to others,
But for me alone.
It is intimate, this unlikely mingling
Of two people.
Her mouth—gentle, expressive,
Strong, wet, and warm.
The center of her place
For speech and laughter
Accepting me completely.
That a woman surrenders the port
Where the breaths of life have passed
Since her birth is such a sweet gift.
How delightful it is to give a woman
My trust...
In the light of her gaze,
To receive her childlike smiles
That are not given to others,
But for me alone.
It is intimate, this unlikely mingling
Of two people.
Her mouth—gentle, expressive,
Strong, wet, and warm.
The center of her place
For speech and laughter
Accepting me completely.
That a woman surrenders the port
Where the breaths of life have passed
Since her birth is such a sweet gift.
How delightful it is to give a woman
My trust...
#kindness
#love
#sex
239 reads
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EROTIC POEM
Published
24th Jan 2025 4:00pm
24th Jan 2025 4:00pm
Emily
At the edge of all Emily had ever known,
A decisive moment held her in fierce embrace.
Adrenaline coursed like a raging stream
Through the veins of her body.
In that fragment of her life, all was vivid and clear,
Her boyfriend lay naked beside her in the bed of her childhood,
Two teens in a new town, a world away from past lives.
Emily felt his entrance into a place she’d protected for seventeen years.
There was a presence, and an unexpected warmth.
In the seconds that followed, they discovered a careful, pelvic dance that...
A decisive moment held her in fierce embrace.
Adrenaline coursed like a raging stream
Through the veins of her body.
In that fragment of her life, all was vivid and clear,
Her boyfriend lay naked beside her in the bed of her childhood,
Two teens in a new town, a world away from past lives.
Emily felt his entrance into a place she’d protected for seventeen years.
There was a presence, and an unexpected warmth.
In the seconds that followed, they discovered a careful, pelvic dance that...
#sex
#teens
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EROTIC POEM
Published
22nd Jan 2025 3:59am
22nd Jan 2025 3:59am
Kneading Bread
Her thin lips smiled
when she found me
beneath the sheets.
“There you are,” she said,
resting chilly hands
against my warmth.
I looked down giddily
at the thin fingers that held me.
My eyes were drawn
to the grace of her slender arms
and then to a petite human torso
topped with a shining face.
“Let’s make some bread,” she said,
her hands kneading me softly.
Sparkling lips smiled again
as I began to rise.
when she found me
beneath the sheets.
“There you are,” she said,
resting chilly hands
against my warmth.
I looked down giddily
at the thin fingers that held me.
My eyes were drawn
to the grace of her slender arms
and then to a petite human torso
topped with a shining face.
“Let’s make some bread,” she said,
her hands kneading me softly.
Sparkling lips smiled again
as I began to rise.
#love
#sex
218 reads
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FICTIONAL PROSE
Published
10th Jan 2025 1:25pm
10th Jan 2025 1:25pm
Young Sniper Preparing
The young soldier, Pavel, reclined on his bunk, the sterile light casting a pallid glow over the cramped quarters. His mind wandered to Alexandria, his lover since high school. She had sent him an email earlier that week, her words filled with longing and assurances of love and a revealing photo. But the miles between them were vast, and the silence of the nights was louder than the sporadic thunder of distant artillery.
Pavel’s fingers traced the cold, precise edges of the SV-98 sniper rifle that lay beside him. The government had spared no expense in arming him with this...
Pavel’s fingers traced the cold, precise edges of the SV-98 sniper rifle that lay beside him. The government had spared no expense in arming him with this...
#murder
#soldiers
#war
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EROTIC POEM
Published
7th Jan 2025 2:43pm
7th Jan 2025 2:43pm
Existence Unremembered: An Assassin's Tale
As a paid assassin, I view it as a privilege to be present in someone’s passing, to play a part in changing the trajectory of one life and by association, the lives of many others. These were my thoughts as the angry blast left the muzzle of my gun, carrying despair and the vanity of life in its unalterable path. The woman saw the flash of my powder and a moment of horror registered in her face. I relished being present to witness that moment of realization.
That a nameless woman’s most beautiful act of sharing would be interrupted by a single .40 caliber jacketed hollow point was...
That a nameless woman’s most beautiful act of sharing would be interrupted by a single .40 caliber jacketed hollow point was...
#murder
#sex
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EROTIC POEM
Published
6th Jan 2025 2:54pm
6th Jan 2025 2:54pm
Memory from Adolescence
As she entered the coffee shop, a familiar flutter stirred in his chest. Their eyes didn't meet, but he recognized her instantly. Now in her mid-30s, she stood at the counter—graceful and poised. A diamond ring sparkled on her finger, hinting at a life filled with promises and perhaps the births of children. To him, she was still breathtaking, as if crafted by the same hands that placed stars in the night sky.
"The usual," she said, leaning forward with a smile that could still set his heart racing. "With a dash of whipped cream today," she added, a playful...
"The usual," she said, leaning forward with a smile that could still set his heart racing. "With a dash of whipped cream today," she added, a playful...
#LifeChangingMoment
#sex
#teens
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EROTIC POEM
Published
3rd Jan 2025 1:29pm
3rd Jan 2025 1:29pm
Love of Women
I’m a man who has loved many women. I've come to understand that the allure of romance is not just in the merging of two beings, but in the celebration of our profound differences. It's a dance of understanding and mystery, where the space between us is both a challenge and an invitation.
The women I've known have taught me that love is an art—an appreciation for the 'other.' Their distinct laughter, the stories etched in the lines of their bodies, and the way they see the world with eyes that have witnessed what mine have not—all draw me in, time and time again. It's as if their...
The women I've known have taught me that love is an art—an appreciation for the 'other.' Their distinct laughter, the stories etched in the lines of their bodies, and the way they see the world with eyes that have witnessed what mine have not—all draw me in, time and time again. It's as if their...
#humankind
#love
#sex #spiritual
#sex #spiritual
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