Submissions by PoeticPisces
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
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50 shades of Sapio.....sexual
It started with our late nights and early morning conversations
The random occasions that turned into night caps of psychological penetration is what intrigued me
I only want to know him on a platonic level
I want us to feel something different Something real
Because truth is when you speak
I get a little weak
The vibrating waves of your voice sends my adrenaline into a rush of multiple frequences
It causes me to have premature ventricular contractions
Meaning you make my heart skip beats
In other words I want us to have soul sex
Our bodies to...
The random occasions that turned into night caps of psychological penetration is what intrigued me
I only want to know him on a platonic level
I want us to feel something different Something real
Because truth is when you speak
I get a little weak
The vibrating waves of your voice sends my adrenaline into a rush of multiple frequences
It causes me to have premature ventricular contractions
Meaning you make my heart skip beats
In other words I want us to have soul sex
Our bodies to...
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Mary Jane
I have been cheated on.
He shares me with her.
She is a pretty little girl.
She has pretty little outfits of purple and pink and green and she always smells clean.
He is gentle to her, with his touch and his lips.
He smiles when she’s sweet and he laughs when she’s rough.
If I hurt him, he lets me go; if she hurts him, he blames himself.
She’s very good at breaking the ice when he wants a new friend and in a matter of time he is sharing her with them but he would never share me.
He buys her lavish gifts of stained glass and painted ceramics.
He...
He shares me with her.
She is a pretty little girl.
She has pretty little outfits of purple and pink and green and she always smells clean.
He is gentle to her, with his touch and his lips.
He smiles when she’s sweet and he laughs when she’s rough.
If I hurt him, he lets me go; if she hurts him, he blames himself.
She’s very good at breaking the ice when he wants a new friend and in a matter of time he is sharing her with them but he would never share me.
He buys her lavish gifts of stained glass and painted ceramics.
He...
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Straddle Your Mind. (Sapiosexual)
Let me straddle your mind until I'm confined to the empty spaces you refuse to acknowledge ,taking hostage the inhabitants of this grand mental escape ,
I equate this mission to landing on the moon - you consume every fiber of my being I intrude
,wishing to know what you are thinking it sort of pisses me off when you choose sex over celibacy
just assume it's my jealousy I'd rather have your mind than head as we lay here in bed
I listen to the breath that escapes the dark carven of your lips ,you kiss me so softly with vocabulary I hear clearly how deep you crave me,...
I equate this mission to landing on the moon - you consume every fiber of my being I intrude
,wishing to know what you are thinking it sort of pisses me off when you choose sex over celibacy
just assume it's my jealousy I'd rather have your mind than head as we lay here in bed
I listen to the breath that escapes the dark carven of your lips ,you kiss me so softly with vocabulary I hear clearly how deep you crave me,...
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My Passion
I wanted my passion back..
This was who I was, and I wanted her to visit.
Even for a brief moment, so I can kiss myself on the forehead upon my return.
And actually say goodbye when she decided to leave.
I wanted her back. My passion.
I wanted my poetry.. Back.
She fled from me.
Lost underneath the city sky, with false illumination from street cars named desire.
There was no North Star for her to follow, no way for her to venture back to my heart.
Like a turtle needing the moon to be led to the sea, I doubted she would ever make it back home....
This was who I was, and I wanted her to visit.
Even for a brief moment, so I can kiss myself on the forehead upon my return.
And actually say goodbye when she decided to leave.
I wanted her back. My passion.
I wanted my poetry.. Back.
She fled from me.
Lost underneath the city sky, with false illumination from street cars named desire.
There was no North Star for her to follow, no way for her to venture back to my heart.
Like a turtle needing the moon to be led to the sea, I doubted she would ever make it back home....
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I Robot...
Upon the stairway of despair,Complete with broken love affairs
And promises that never came,
But faded with a touch of shame,
A pretty girl with golden hair
And innocence so sadly rare,
Strove to keep her head above
A way of life devoid of love.
Feeling pinned against Life's wall,
She chanced upon a robot tall
And said,
"Please come and share with me Whatever Fate has deemed to be.I'm through with love, done with chances
Spirit crushed by past romances,
Just be a friend in word and deed.
That's all that I shall ever...
And promises that never came,
But faded with a touch of shame,
A pretty girl with golden hair
And innocence so sadly rare,
Strove to keep her head above
A way of life devoid of love.
Feeling pinned against Life's wall,
She chanced upon a robot tall
And said,
"Please come and share with me Whatever Fate has deemed to be.I'm through with love, done with chances
Spirit crushed by past romances,
Just be a friend in word and deed.
That's all that I shall ever...
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Pure pleasure
Shhhh....
Don't bother speakin while placing my finger on his lips
Nibbling on his ear & grippin his erected penis
"I want you" He whispers
As he lifts me off my feet as if I couldn't stand to see him dressed in clothes.
Kisses on my neck make me leak with lust.
So now long slow caress turns into hard shoves.
On to the bed.
"Don't you move"
I wanna taste you
Gah leeeee he was standing at attention 8 inches hard.
My mouth watered with syliva that now covered every inch he thrusts slowly hittin the back of my throat
He...
Don't bother speakin while placing my finger on his lips
Nibbling on his ear & grippin his erected penis
"I want you" He whispers
As he lifts me off my feet as if I couldn't stand to see him dressed in clothes.
Kisses on my neck make me leak with lust.
So now long slow caress turns into hard shoves.
On to the bed.
"Don't you move"
I wanna taste you
Gah leeeee he was standing at attention 8 inches hard.
My mouth watered with syliva that now covered every inch he thrusts slowly hittin the back of my throat
He...
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Desire
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PLAGIARIZING
"Mine all Mine!"
A thief I long to be
Your eyes original like the moon and sea A lover in the world............ An Anthology, you walk and talk like the word "AMOR." The words you send, I nicely tuck under my pillow Every note every line you left behind I memorized till they became all mine Word-for-word, Unauthorized I scrape the concrete calluses off the tongue Pirating the perfect dramatic monolog look, Basking through the passage around your Bio, Lost in the musky scent -around the sonnet of your aura light Epic enough, I reach inside to feel every idyllic...
A thief I long to be
Your eyes original like the moon and sea A lover in the world............ An Anthology, you walk and talk like the word "AMOR." The words you send, I nicely tuck under my pillow Every note every line you left behind I memorized till they became all mine Word-for-word, Unauthorized I scrape the concrete calluses off the tongue Pirating the perfect dramatic monolog look, Basking through the passage around your Bio, Lost in the musky scent -around the sonnet of your aura light Epic enough, I reach inside to feel every idyllic...
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Darkness
I would follow you into the dark.If it meant being with you, if you could promise me it meant being with you. I would follow you into the dark.I wouldn’t dare look for light. I would shadow my soul. I would shadow my thoughts.Just as long as I can rest assured in your arms. To be guaranteed that part of your life would belong to me…If that’s what it meant. I would follow you into the dark. I wouldn’t bear arms.And I’d let go of all my armor. There’s nothing more fragile than a naked soul. And I find that I’d strip mine for you. I’d pick away the insecurities. I’d chisel away the fears. I’d...
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WordPlay
Now watch my lips as I speak each word and you’ll see as each line is heard. That’s each adjective prepositional phrase and verb, just may cause every nerve in your body to get disturbed. See I want to engage in some wordplay Not to be confused with that foreplay. Though different as night and day, like the similarities of black and white, there is a shade of grey. See foreplay deals with physical arousal through physical touch, but wordplay… wordplay deals with mental arousal through oral as such. And we all know a little oral can give just as much…satisfaction if done right. So if I...
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Freedom to Love
I want to live in the jungles of your bones, Explore the facial structure that makes Those beautiful contours.I want to slide through your rib cage,So I can be closest to your heart,Allow my breath to diffuse Into your heart’s vibrations. I want to have intellectual conversations With your dopamine Understand him, love her.I want to race with the blood in your arteries, Just to see who’s faster. I want to stroke your femurs, Caress every bereft fiber in your bones. I want to sip from the melanin in your genes, Taste the beauty the world denies. Extinguish your loneliness.Mend your internal...
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Time was Our Kryptonite
The days are now dark not because the sun sets at 5:30 but because it's been an eternity since we've spoken those 3 words out of emotion and not habit. The monotonous pattern of our "I love you's" match the mundane conversations that used to be filled with excitement and vibrancy. The spark of a new flame has now dimmed to a dull ember fighting to stay alive. We pretend it's all still there but it's not. On the last day we went to that park where it all started. The same park where we spent so many days laughing and in love is the same one where it all stopped. The words we...
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