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.
Lucky Young Man
#teens
#sex
381 reads
6 Comments
Boy Scout Named Jas
#teens
#bisexual
345 reads
1 Comment
This Sacred Sin
Their bodies tangled beneath the stars
of a Blue Ridge Mountain sky.
Specks of existence in time and space,
a few breaths and then they die.
One piercing star is a universe,
but still hears their loving cry.
Her eyes meet his with a sparkling light,
as he touches her fevered skin.
Two tangling souls on a small blue pearl
are one as their lust begins.
Pure in their passion and given to life
They celebrate this sacred sin.
of a Blue Ridge Mountain sky.
Specks of existence in time and space,
a few breaths and then they die.
One piercing star is a universe,
but still hears their loving cry.
Her eyes meet his with a sparkling light,
as he touches her fevered skin.
Two tangling souls on a small blue pearl
are one as their lust begins.
Pure in their passion and given to life
They celebrate this sacred sin.
#lust
#sex
#nature
472 reads
6 Comments
Cumulative Costs
She glistened bronze in the morning sun
gliding across the sand.
His pale body was sprawled in early light,
but he smiled through a drunken fog,
“Listen, in the distance, a lone gull cries.”
She looked down on him surprised – perturbed.
Now, he had her eyes and they were beautiful!
“We always hear the gulls cry on this beach,
but don’t always have to step around drunks,”
and her eyes turned quickly away.
He stared after as her form grew smaller in the distance.
He memorized the lovely shape...
gliding across the sand.
His pale body was sprawled in early light,
but he smiled through a drunken fog,
“Listen, in the distance, a lone gull cries.”
She looked down on him surprised – perturbed.
Now, he had her eyes and they were beautiful!
“We always hear the gulls cry on this beach,
but don’t always have to step around drunks,”
and her eyes turned quickly away.
He stared after as her form grew smaller in the distance.
He memorized the lovely shape...
#sex
#tragedy
#hurt
458 reads
1 Comment
Need Her Fast
#lust
#sex
582 reads
2 Comments
The Moment of Our Coming
#love
#romantic
#sex
581 reads
7 Comments
She Whispers Inside My Head
#love
#erotic
#dreams #death
#dreams #death
465 reads
3 Comments
Pencil Sketch
#sex
#dreams
#memories
512 reads
4 Comments
A Lovely Score
They had no way of knowing
That her future was assured
Her mother called it fate
Her dad said she was lured
Regardless, it was meant to be
She thought her date was fine
With red nails her mother manicured
The man thought her refined
He was sure to have his way
He calmly played his part
Then magic struck them in the dark
Like an ancient work of art
Her tender hands gripped his arm
As he pressed into her womb
Their rhythm and breathless gasps
Filled the hotel room
He knew what he was...
That her future was assured
Her mother called it fate
Her dad said she was lured
Regardless, it was meant to be
She thought her date was fine
With red nails her mother manicured
The man thought her refined
He was sure to have his way
He calmly played his part
Then magic struck them in the dark
Like an ancient work of art
Her tender hands gripped his arm
As he pressed into her womb
Their rhythm and breathless gasps
Filled the hotel room
He knew what he was...
#sex
#confusion
#deception
390 reads
1 Comment
Tonight I'll Have a Short Girl
#teens
#sex
392 reads
5 Comments
Easter Eggs
It’s after church
It went long
You sang a lovely
Easter song
It’s after church
Slip off your dress
I want to feel
Your sweet caress
It’s after church
Don’t make me beg
I spread your legs
Seeking Easter eggs
It went long
You sang a lovely
Easter song
It’s after church
Slip off your dress
I want to feel
Your sweet caress
It’s after church
Don’t make me beg
I spread your legs
Seeking Easter eggs
#sex
#Easter
#religion
610 reads
4 Comments
Eternity’s Record
Make note of first glances.
Write down each tender touch.
Place notes carefully in eternity’s record,
so they can be lost to time.
Will our whispers in union be added to the oceans
as proof that living cells were once in motion?
When all has been counted, sorted, and logged,
what mysteries of souls will remain?
Will the layering of stone, pressed down with time and heat,
whisper from our generation’s crystal vein?
Will these moments of lust and delight
one day tumble as smoothed river rock,
dancing with...
Write down each tender touch.
Place notes carefully in eternity’s record,
so they can be lost to time.
Will our whispers in union be added to the oceans
as proof that living cells were once in motion?
When all has been counted, sorted, and logged,
what mysteries of souls will remain?
Will the layering of stone, pressed down with time and heat,
whisper from our generation’s crystal vein?
Will these moments of lust and delight
one day tumble as smoothed river rock,
dancing with...
#love
#erotic
#death #despair
#death #despair
454 reads
7 Comments
DU Poetry : Submissions by LostViking (Lost Viking)