Submissions by QuinnARichardson
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
Hi I'm Quinn and I've been a poet all my life and I hope that as you read my works that they will stimulate you in a way that nothing has before. Happy reading!
EROTIC POEM
Published
29th Dec 2017 2:31am
29th Dec 2017 2:31am
Sassy
Five foot two, eyes are blue
She's bold and bodacious
She's sexual, sassy and full of life
She works hard and she plays, oh she plays
She's got a guy and that guy, he's so fine
When she's with him, they have so much fun
They ride, they make love, and the stories he tells
She never gets tired of him
He's cool and got class
Loves her libido and sass
Oh yeah, she definitely knows how to treat her man.
She sucks him, she touches him and plays with his ass
He laughs at her spunk, never lets her get into a funk and together they fuck. ...
She's bold and bodacious
She's sexual, sassy and full of life
She works hard and she plays, oh she plays
She's got a guy and that guy, he's so fine
When she's with him, they have so much fun
They ride, they make love, and the stories he tells
She never gets tired of him
He's cool and got class
Loves her libido and sass
Oh yeah, she definitely knows how to treat her man.
She sucks him, she touches him and plays with his ass
He laughs at her spunk, never lets her get into a funk and together they fuck. ...
#lust
739 reads
8 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
28th Dec 2017 1:18am
28th Dec 2017 1:18am
Good bye
Have I given you reason to ignore
Or think that I act or play like a whore?
We were together for a time
Made love, talked, you taught me lessons in my prime.
Now, I know your job keeps you oh, so busy
But ignoring me, keeps me constantly dizzy.
I won't bother you again
Because I have more value of what you placed on me then.
Good bye
Or think that I act or play like a whore?
We were together for a time
Made love, talked, you taught me lessons in my prime.
Now, I know your job keeps you oh, so busy
But ignoring me, keeps me constantly dizzy.
I won't bother you again
Because I have more value of what you placed on me then.
Good bye
#breakup
624 reads
7 Comments
EROTIC POEM
Published
28th Dec 2017 1:00am
28th Dec 2017 1:00am
No Rhyme or Reason
What is love without a rhyme or reason
To touch, to love but for a season?
Can it be possible to find love when you
get older?
Will your heart grow colder?
Will he love me
For me?
Will she love me
If my cock works barely?
Questions to so many uncertainties
But isn't it better to talk and make each other priorities?
There is only one logical answer
If you find love, don't let your doubt and regrets turn it into something ugly like cancer.
To touch, to love but for a season?
Can it be possible to find love when you
get older?
Will your heart grow colder?
Will he love me
For me?
Will she love me
If my cock works barely?
Questions to so many uncertainties
But isn't it better to talk and make each other priorities?
There is only one logical answer
If you find love, don't let your doubt and regrets turn it into something ugly like cancer.
#love
#loneliness
#hope #despair
#hope #despair
901 reads
5 Comments
FICTIONAL PROSE
Published
27th Dec 2017 12:11pm
27th Dec 2017 12:11pm
All of Her
The woman lay on the bed with her long hair fanned out around her. She wore a short black dress that she knew would be taken off soon. Her eyes opened in excitement when a noise to her right showed a man coming into the room. He was tall and as he placed a bag on the floor, she knew no fear of him. He was dressed in a casual shirt and jeans but his hair had been tousled by the wind. The woman had chosen this man to be her Master, to give direction to her as she needed and she had great respect for him. One could look at him and see that he was quiet, but intelligent. His eyes spoke...
#sex
766 reads
6 Comments
EROTIC POEM
Published
26th Dec 2017 3:58am
26th Dec 2017 3:58am
Daddy Are You There?
You said I was your girl
Inexperience and doubt fill your heart
As you pick up my hair and play with my curl.
Research and time are your friends
Lack of communication is between us
Not knowing what you want is the message your aura sends.
Daddy are you there?
A relationship built on friends, fun
and a gentle hand
Is the man I grew to care.
Caramel dulces, late night meals
Is the time we spent
Together riding on your wheels.
Direction and wisdom I do crave
Your fetish to be a Daddy
Is a...
Inexperience and doubt fill your heart
As you pick up my hair and play with my curl.
Research and time are your friends
Lack of communication is between us
Not knowing what you want is the message your aura sends.
Daddy are you there?
A relationship built on friends, fun
and a gentle hand
Is the man I grew to care.
Caramel dulces, late night meals
Is the time we spent
Together riding on your wheels.
Direction and wisdom I do crave
Your fetish to be a Daddy
Is a...
#love
#metaphor
#erotic #sensual
#erotic #sensual
657 reads
6 Comments
EROTIC POEM
Published
25th Dec 2017 10:28pm
25th Dec 2017 10:28pm
My Lover
I am so excited, your presence makes me feel so humble and alive
You're so worldly and so full of class
I am just a proud woman that has had to struggle and survive.
I'm so afraid because now you know how I feel
That you'll walk away and call me a silly school girl
Then I will have a broken heart and have to deal.
The way we talk together is so surreal
It's magical and full of life
You are so smart and so intuitive that my senses reel.
Making love to you and feeling your cock in deep
Is so good. So damn good ...
You're so worldly and so full of class
I am just a proud woman that has had to struggle and survive.
I'm so afraid because now you know how I feel
That you'll walk away and call me a silly school girl
Then I will have a broken heart and have to deal.
The way we talk together is so surreal
It's magical and full of life
You are so smart and so intuitive that my senses reel.
Making love to you and feeling your cock in deep
Is so good. So damn good ...
#romantic
942 reads
8 Comments
EROTIC POEM
Published
24th Dec 2017 10:44pm
24th Dec 2017 10:44pm
Still the Same Man
She's wearing a pretty red dress
he's got on some tight blue jeans
They say opposites attract but do they really?
He's talking to her but her mind is not comprehending what he is saying or what he means.
God, her heart is beating fast
He smells, oh so good!
Months have gone by without a call or sound of his voice
Now he looks different, more handsome to her, if you would.
He still stands with dominance and pride
She has value to him and he still holds her respect
It has been awhile since she has loved him with her body, the...
he's got on some tight blue jeans
They say opposites attract but do they really?
He's talking to her but her mind is not comprehending what he is saying or what he means.
God, her heart is beating fast
He smells, oh so good!
Months have gone by without a call or sound of his voice
Now he looks different, more handsome to her, if you would.
He still stands with dominance and pride
She has value to him and he still holds her respect
It has been awhile since she has loved him with her body, the...
#boyfriend
#girlfriend
#erotic
#lover
#FallingInLove
732 reads
8 Comments
EROTIC POEM
Published
24th Dec 2017 4:55pm
24th Dec 2017 4:55pm
No More Collar
He was a creature of habit who loved control
He thrived on it, he demanded it
His orgasms, his life, everything within his soul.
His pleasure, his pain never was voiced
His kindness, his love all was built
All his life by choice.
She was a woman of beauty and class
She gave him the control, the last minute romp
The babies, the fun, the memories of the past.
The world that they built, the life they loved
The control that he demanded
She was his slave, his life, his beloved.
They played, she served, they...
He thrived on it, he demanded it
His orgasms, his life, everything within his soul.
His pleasure, his pain never was voiced
His kindness, his love all was built
All his life by choice.
She was a woman of beauty and class
She gave him the control, the last minute romp
The babies, the fun, the memories of the past.
The world that they built, the life they loved
The control that he demanded
She was his slave, his life, his beloved.
They played, she served, they...
#love
#relationships
#lust
#erotic
#BDSM
624 reads
0 Comments
EROTIC POEM
Published
24th Dec 2017 6:22am
24th Dec 2017 6:22am
His Voice
Turn around", he said to me.
"Let me spank you, let me tie you
Your punishment will come from me only."
His voice is strong and sure
No back talk, no argue
The ropes on my arms are tight as I hit the floor
The gag is placed for his pleasure
Trust and respect are set in place
Tears of adoration and excitement for
him, he can not measure.
His voice is gentle as he says
"I will never hurt you, you are mine"
The clamps, the plug, stay within his sight as he plays.
His hands work slow ...
"Let me spank you, let me tie you
Your punishment will come from me only."
His voice is strong and sure
No back talk, no argue
The ropes on my arms are tight as I hit the floor
The gag is placed for his pleasure
Trust and respect are set in place
Tears of adoration and excitement for
him, he can not measure.
His voice is gentle as he says
"I will never hurt you, you are mine"
The clamps, the plug, stay within his sight as he plays.
His hands work slow ...
#lust
#sex
#erotic
#BDSM
#dirty
880 reads
9 Comments
EROTIC POEM
Published
21st Dec 2017 9:57pm
21st Dec 2017 9:57pm
It's Just Not Fair
How do I tell him that I need him?
The grief, the sorrow, the loss
My wants, my needs are but a whim.
How do I tell him that he is all I want?
The happiness, the memories, his world
My heart, my passion I can not flaunt.
How do I tell him that I want to serve him?
The past, the control, the tears
My arms want to hold him, my sadness filled to the brim.
How do I tell him that it is he that I wish to please?
The grief, the sorrow, the loss
My happiness, my life I have to appease.
How do I tell him...
The grief, the sorrow, the loss
My wants, my needs are but a whim.
How do I tell him that he is all I want?
The happiness, the memories, his world
My heart, my passion I can not flaunt.
How do I tell him that I want to serve him?
The past, the control, the tears
My arms want to hold him, my sadness filled to the brim.
How do I tell him that it is he that I wish to please?
The grief, the sorrow, the loss
My happiness, my life I have to appease.
How do I tell him...
#separation
788 reads
6 Comments
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