Submissions by Solomon_Song
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
Published poems so far unpaid. Most poems unpublished. History, Bible, love (romantic/erotic), nakedness main subjects; rhyming captions/messages. Influences: Bible (eg Genesis, Ruth, Song of Songs (inspired user name), and 20th century erotic.
I WANT YOU INSIDE ME!
I want you inside me!
Therefore, will you ride me?
I am your filly mare,
Pleasure me down there.
My stallion upright,
You are needed tonight!
Kiss me all over,
Sensuous lover;
In between my thighs
You will find surprise.
You alone make me glow,
Loving treat me so.
Fulfilling my yearning,
And tossing and turning,
Make me flare like a fire
And then quench my desire;
In an orgasmic sea
Is the best place to be.
Therefore, will you ride me?
I am your filly mare,
Pleasure me down there.
My stallion upright,
You are needed tonight!
Kiss me all over,
Sensuous lover;
In between my thighs
You will find surprise.
You alone make me glow,
Loving treat me so.
Fulfilling my yearning,
And tossing and turning,
Make me flare like a fire
And then quench my desire;
In an orgasmic sea
Is the best place to be.
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I GOT INTO THE BED WITH HER
(Not autobiographical.)
I got into the bed with her,
And passion’s flames began to stir,
Until she could not help but need
Myself inside, bringing my seed.
I kissed her lips, neck and her breasts
(which I jokingly called “head rests”).
I showed her that I was able
To spread that fire south of her navel.
On my shoulders I felt her grip
When I reached her clitoral tip.
With her hips she held my head tight
As my tongue and lips brought delight.
With her juices she wet my face,
Now rubbing in her secret place.
Into the night...
I got into the bed with her,
And passion’s flames began to stir,
Until she could not help but need
Myself inside, bringing my seed.
I kissed her lips, neck and her breasts
(which I jokingly called “head rests”).
I showed her that I was able
To spread that fire south of her navel.
On my shoulders I felt her grip
When I reached her clitoral tip.
With her hips she held my head tight
As my tongue and lips brought delight.
With her juices she wet my face,
Now rubbing in her secret place.
Into the night...
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NAKED IN THE CHAIR
(Inspired by the picture accompanying John Feddeler's poem Woman, Thou Art Inscrutable.)
This was many years ago,
Not thinking how old we’d grow,
Back in our ‘summer of love’
When just sun came from above.
I think of you sitting there,
Naked in the garden chair,
Legs folded and hair undone,
As we breakfast in the sun,
Feeling the day getting warm
By sun’s touch on naked form.
At ease, in my company
And your own skin, plain to see.
Reverently on you I gaze,
With your beauty you amaze.
(How the God we do...
This was many years ago,
Not thinking how old we’d grow,
Back in our ‘summer of love’
When just sun came from above.
I think of you sitting there,
Naked in the garden chair,
Legs folded and hair undone,
As we breakfast in the sun,
Feeling the day getting warm
By sun’s touch on naked form.
At ease, in my company
And your own skin, plain to see.
Reverently on you I gaze,
With your beauty you amaze.
(How the God we do...
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SEXUAL PHYSICS
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SEX ON THE BEACH
(Not the hit song by T-Spoon, although this poem mentions it.)
The summer’s hot, so is our love;
Blazing sun and blue skies above,
While underfoot the sand is warm
Enough to please the naked form
When our shared lust bids us get down
(When tides won’t overrun and drown).
Joking: “Sand gets everywhere!”
We thus make love in open air.
Upon the sand we “move the earth”
To music of approaching surf
And seagulls crying overhead
(Perhaps calling: “Should be in bed!”)
When we get up, suggestive hint
Is left by one’s bottom’s...
The summer’s hot, so is our love;
Blazing sun and blue skies above,
While underfoot the sand is warm
Enough to please the naked form
When our shared lust bids us get down
(When tides won’t overrun and drown).
Joking: “Sand gets everywhere!”
We thus make love in open air.
Upon the sand we “move the earth”
To music of approaching surf
And seagulls crying overhead
(Perhaps calling: “Should be in bed!”)
When we get up, suggestive hint
Is left by one’s bottom’s...
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EROTIC DREAM
She gently shut the bedroom door,
Then asked me, “Boy, want to see more?
I can see you are getting hot;
I’ll give your waiting eyes the lot!”
She stripped off so that I could see
Bits of her fair anatomy.
Bits I’m too polite to mention
I could see in three-dimension.
She said, “No surgeon has been paid,
I am exactly as God made!”
They sent a signal to my crutch
As she said, “I crave for YOUR touch.”
“Are you conscious, on your own side,
Of a need not to be denied?
Let’s not be hung up about sin –
The ONLY way for YOU is...
Then asked me, “Boy, want to see more?
I can see you are getting hot;
I’ll give your waiting eyes the lot!”
She stripped off so that I could see
Bits of her fair anatomy.
Bits I’m too polite to mention
I could see in three-dimension.
She said, “No surgeon has been paid,
I am exactly as God made!”
They sent a signal to my crutch
As she said, “I crave for YOUR touch.”
“Are you conscious, on your own side,
Of a need not to be denied?
Let’s not be hung up about sin –
The ONLY way for YOU is...
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UPON THE VERGE
Let us give in to our shared urge
And both our interests converge
Within my car, upon the verge.
Come, let the tide of passion surge.
Let clothes come off, and bodies merge,
Of all unspent lust let us purge.
Into next day we shall emerge,
With songs of joy and not a dirge.
And both our interests converge
Within my car, upon the verge.
Come, let the tide of passion surge.
Let clothes come off, and bodies merge,
Of all unspent lust let us purge.
Into next day we shall emerge,
With songs of joy and not a dirge.
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FOREPLAY
You show a woman good foreplay
In your arms, she’ll be well away.
Who is a good pleasure giver
Becomes more intimate with her
As, for your ears only, she owns
Up to ‘her’ erogenous zones.
With some, a caress of a breast
Is what may start them off the best;
Others into the bed will jump
After a work up on the rump;
Others may fall in with your whims
By strokes and kisses on the limbs.
Kisses or breathings on the neck
May raise an ecstatic “Oh heck!”
Sometimes it’s caressing the thighs
That bring about her deepest sighs....
In your arms, she’ll be well away.
Who is a good pleasure giver
Becomes more intimate with her
As, for your ears only, she owns
Up to ‘her’ erogenous zones.
With some, a caress of a breast
Is what may start them off the best;
Others into the bed will jump
After a work up on the rump;
Others may fall in with your whims
By strokes and kisses on the limbs.
Kisses or breathings on the neck
May raise an ecstatic “Oh heck!”
Sometimes it’s caressing the thighs
That bring about her deepest sighs....
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Come to my bedroom door and knock
Come to my bedroom door and knock,
If you desire to give me cock.
I will undo the inside lock
And meet you in my sexy frock
That makes my breasts together knock,
Or in my nightdress of a smock
That allows legs to interlock.
I know other girls to you flock
But with them you don’t run amok.
Your faithful manhood I don’t mock,
And it does not give me a shock
When it’s erect and hard as rock.
We’ll make love all night round the clock,
Making the bed noisily rock.
You and I are good breeding stock;
If we were sheep we’d raise a...
If you desire to give me cock.
I will undo the inside lock
And meet you in my sexy frock
That makes my breasts together knock,
Or in my nightdress of a smock
That allows legs to interlock.
I know other girls to you flock
But with them you don’t run amok.
Your faithful manhood I don’t mock,
And it does not give me a shock
When it’s erect and hard as rock.
We’ll make love all night round the clock,
Making the bed noisily rock.
You and I are good breeding stock;
If we were sheep we’d raise a...
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Your hands be my guide
(Imagining of a wedding night between a blind man and sighted woman.)
Bride, let your fair hands be my guide
To draw my manhood deep inside;
When it is in full erection,
It still needs some direction.
Tell if I go too slow or fast;
I want to make the pleasure last
Of being in communion
Where man and woman become one.
When loins to loins and face to face
Let your desire set my pace,
As we bridge a social chasm
To attain a shared orgasm.
For this man may have been long blind
But he too gets sex on his mind.
He can’t...
Bride, let your fair hands be my guide
To draw my manhood deep inside;
When it is in full erection,
It still needs some direction.
Tell if I go too slow or fast;
I want to make the pleasure last
Of being in communion
Where man and woman become one.
When loins to loins and face to face
Let your desire set my pace,
As we bridge a social chasm
To attain a shared orgasm.
For this man may have been long blind
But he too gets sex on his mind.
He can’t...
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OPEN FOR MY LOVER
(The opening line inspired by the text:“I arose to open for my lover and my hands dripped with myrrh, my fingers with flowing myrrh on the handles of the rock.” Song of Songs, chapter 5 verse 5.)
I arose to open for my Lover
(Of men that I know there is none other
Who is closer to me than a brother)
When he slipped underneath the bed cover.
How each of us that night did discover
What all our undressing did uncover.
Our desire was a fire none could smother.
I was his puller, he was the shover.
By the love we made to one another,
He and I became...
I arose to open for my Lover
(Of men that I know there is none other
Who is closer to me than a brother)
When he slipped underneath the bed cover.
How each of us that night did discover
What all our undressing did uncover.
Our desire was a fire none could smother.
I was his puller, he was the shover.
By the love we made to one another,
He and I became...
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I AM HIS FRUIT
Triumphant in my birthday suit,
I am the long-forbidden fruit
That he is now free to enjoy,
His hands and lips with me to toy.
He wants to get under my skin,
Bring out the juiciness within.
In the way he knows that pleases
Me, he sucks, nibbles and squeezes
Until with his hard fleshly knife
He penetrates his new-won wife
Who covers his bare flesh with juice
That the orgasm does produce.
I am the long-forbidden fruit
That he is now free to enjoy,
His hands and lips with me to toy.
He wants to get under my skin,
Bring out the juiciness within.
In the way he knows that pleases
Me, he sucks, nibbles and squeezes
Until with his hard fleshly knife
He penetrates his new-won wife
Who covers his bare flesh with juice
That the orgasm does produce.
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