Submissions by Mauriciuslives
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Erotic? ?
Her kiss tasted
like the decay
of both hope and enamel
Her lady junk
smelled of ripe funk
I needed a Conway Twitty cutaway
in the most worst of a way
for I seriously doubt
any amount of tequila
is going to make any of this go away
Where the hell is my wingman ??
like the decay
of both hope and enamel
Her lady junk
smelled of ripe funk
I needed a Conway Twitty cutaway
in the most worst of a way
for I seriously doubt
any amount of tequila
is going to make any of this go away
Where the hell is my wingman ??
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DELIGHT. Submitted to 'O Erotica jasmine 88
Two wild lovers,
in all the throes of seductive melt
The fluidity of their deepest
passions felt
Two hearts engaged in a blind bliss
on a journey
of a never ending, everlasting kiss
The scent of her want
A moist invite
into the cleft
of her delight
This becoming snake seeks rythmic
sanctuary and escape
Strong and rigid
with a lifetime of love
to make.
All without end
in all the throes of seductive melt
The fluidity of their deepest
passions felt
Two hearts engaged in a blind bliss
on a journey
of a never ending, everlasting kiss
The scent of her want
A moist invite
into the cleft
of her delight
This becoming snake seeks rythmic
sanctuary and escape
Strong and rigid
with a lifetime of love
to make.
All without end
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WITH BUT ONE KISS
From the longest of distances
with the saddest eyes
I had never before seen
I had myself a vision
with all the secretive hauntings
of a muted dream
She,a shy vixen
with a troubled heart,
I can feel every last hurt
though we are a thousand miles apart
Her voice is silent
I can only convey my empathy with touch
In the dream,
I caress her soft face
giving her an infusion of promise
and wings to the hope
that she needs so much
It is not what I can...
with the saddest eyes
I had never before seen
I had myself a vision
with all the secretive hauntings
of a muted dream
She,a shy vixen
with a troubled heart,
I can feel every last hurt
though we are a thousand miles apart
Her voice is silent
I can only convey my empathy with touch
In the dream,
I caress her soft face
giving her an infusion of promise
and wings to the hope
that she needs so much
It is not what I can...
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THE PERHAPS OF MAYBE
I carry more hurt
than hate
but I blame
myself
more than fate
When love smiled
I looked away
When she did return
I couldn't stay
Bad choices
Unheard voices
Dreams that went dark,
with love ending
before it could start.
Chances
Opportunity lost
Season after season,
hopefull blooms
falling victim to the frost .
One grows tired
and...
than hate
but I blame
myself
more than fate
When love smiled
I looked away
When she did return
I couldn't stay
Bad choices
Unheard voices
Dreams that went dark,
with love ending
before it could start.
Chances
Opportunity lost
Season after season,
hopefull blooms
falling victim to the frost .
One grows tired
and...
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JUST NOT WITH ME
A restless night
spent in a blur
I close my eyes
to only see the eyes of her
sullen
disappointed
on the verge of tear
She wanted me close
but I was nowhere near
She blamed herself
and I encouraged her guilt
truth be all the walls
I by myself built
I can't give
what I don't have
she needs
what I can't give
my heart turns cold
in order for her love to live
just not...
spent in a blur
I close my eyes
to only see the eyes of her
sullen
disappointed
on the verge of tear
She wanted me close
but I was nowhere near
She blamed herself
and I encouraged her guilt
truth be all the walls
I by myself built
I can't give
what I don't have
she needs
what I can't give
my heart turns cold
in order for her love to live
just not...
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ALONE
It was but a mere dream ,
was it not ?
for it is getting ever harder
to distinguish between
the viable, and the rot.
Lucid thoughts
and rabid eyes
the most honest of truths ,
between
the most wicked of lies
I am more than broken -
an admission more painful
I have never spoken
Excuses, they abound
but in this madness , ...
was it not ?
for it is getting ever harder
to distinguish between
the viable, and the rot.
Lucid thoughts
and rabid eyes
the most honest of truths ,
between
the most wicked of lies
I am more than broken -
an admission more painful
I have never spoken
Excuses, they abound
but in this madness , ...
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MORE
It was supposed to be meaningless sex ,
but her body wouldn't let her forget --
it was supposed to be over and done,
but her only thoughts
are of him, making her cum and cum
His cock was nice ,
not necessarily memorable -
but how it made her feel
was absolutely unforgettable
Why was he different ?
she has had meaningless sex before -
maybe his look, his rhythm,
his willingness to explore ,
maybe it was her --she didn't know ,
but no one but herself had ever ...
but her body wouldn't let her forget --
it was supposed to be over and done,
but her only thoughts
are of him, making her cum and cum
His cock was nice ,
not necessarily memorable -
but how it made her feel
was absolutely unforgettable
Why was he different ?
she has had meaningless sex before -
maybe his look, his rhythm,
his willingness to explore ,
maybe it was her --she didn't know ,
but no one but herself had ever ...
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HER PLEASURE ( TWO )
Before I reach the soul of the valley,
I ascend to the peaks
and give them the attention
they so desperately seek
I ease down
to your anxious valley
my tongue begins to explore your
smooth heat
one long wide lap
from top to bottom
from bottom to top
your musk is intoxicating
your musk is addictive
your body is dictating nearly every move I make, every lick I take
I gently clench your pearl ...
I ascend to the peaks
and give them the attention
they so desperately seek
I ease down
to your anxious valley
my tongue begins to explore your
smooth heat
one long wide lap
from top to bottom
from bottom to top
your musk is intoxicating
your musk is addictive
your body is dictating nearly every move I make, every lick I take
I gently clench your pearl ...
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HER PLEASURE( ONE )
The rain stopped -
the breeze coming through the window
made the six candles swoon,
the moon peaked in and out behind the clouds and more shadows filled the room.
We belong to the night -
this night I belong to you
I can be whomever you want
I will give you what you need
this night is about pleasure -
about your pleasure.
It starts with kisses soft,
I can still taste the merlot
the pace is calculated
this journey will start slow
Touch and caress
you concede your neck ...
the breeze coming through the window
made the six candles swoon,
the moon peaked in and out behind the clouds and more shadows filled the room.
We belong to the night -
this night I belong to you
I can be whomever you want
I will give you what you need
this night is about pleasure -
about your pleasure.
It starts with kisses soft,
I can still taste the merlot
the pace is calculated
this journey will start slow
Touch and caress
you concede your neck ...
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MESS
I am a mess,
a complex and troubled soul-
not to be dramatic,
not to be theatric
but life has taken its toll
Complications of the heart
temptations of the flesh
I am not one to share
even less,one to confess ,
but I live a life of contradiction -
my ying and yang have conspired
against me
for I have myself shackled
yet ,all I want is to be free
I am a mess
...
a complex and troubled soul-
not to be dramatic,
not to be theatric
but life has taken its toll
Complications of the heart
temptations of the flesh
I am not one to share
even less,one to confess ,
but I live a life of contradiction -
my ying and yang have conspired
against me
for I have myself shackled
yet ,all I want is to be free
I am a mess
...
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SOAKED IN SIN
That which dangled
became firm,firmer, and firmest
first a glance
then a tease
to an
all consuming lust in ernest
To provoke, to devour
to appear weak
but have all the power
I can resist
perhaps delay-
we worship the night
just to offend the day
we sin
just to have an excuse to pray
Time creeps along
the world continues to spin
two lovers intertwine
and are...
became firm,firmer, and firmest
first a glance
then a tease
to an
all consuming lust in ernest
To provoke, to devour
to appear weak
but have all the power
I can resist
perhaps delay-
we worship the night
just to offend the day
we sin
just to have an excuse to pray
Time creeps along
the world continues to spin
two lovers intertwine
and are...
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TRUTH
To the voice that whispers
To a gaze between eyes
To the truth remaining silent
becoming the loudest of lies
what will your heart allow
can you surrender your will
for an empty heart
takes the most to fill
To a gaze between eyes
To the truth remaining silent
becoming the loudest of lies
what will your heart allow
can you surrender your will
for an empty heart
takes the most to fill
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