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 Most poems unpublished.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.
TURNED TO STONE
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INTO THE BED..CLIMB
(Partly inspired by PoetSpeak's "I wonder if she still thinks about me", a prequel.)
Into the bed they both did climb,
There to make love for the first time,
An act to which foreplay did prime
After sensuous, shared, bathtime.
The snobbish might call this a crime;
He was a son of toil and grime,
Who'd started life without a dime,
Made his living clearing out slime.
She rich in funds and grace sublime.
He was beer, she lemon-and-lime.
They'd met in New York's vibrant clime;
First date was Broadway pantomime.
With each other...
Into the bed they both did climb,
There to make love for the first time,
An act to which foreplay did prime
After sensuous, shared, bathtime.
The snobbish might call this a crime;
He was a son of toil and grime,
Who'd started life without a dime,
Made his living clearing out slime.
She rich in funds and grace sublime.
He was beer, she lemon-and-lime.
They'd met in New York's vibrant clime;
First date was Broadway pantomime.
With each other...
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CONTEMPLATING BREASTS
Inspired by Gahdess Worship's poem, and like it imaginately inspired by TommiLynn's latest profile picture.
She seems to contemplate her breasts,
How they might stir men's interests;
If just enough to make hearts race,
Or are they too much 'in your face'?
Would they convey womanly pride,
Or give men reason to deride?
(Recalling how a college chum
Got written off - "All tits and bum!".)
Will they view her with dignity,
Or think her 'forward', too 'easy'?
And if she meets the man that's right ...
She seems to contemplate her breasts,
How they might stir men's interests;
If just enough to make hearts race,
Or are they too much 'in your face'?
Would they convey womanly pride,
Or give men reason to deride?
(Recalling how a college chum
Got written off - "All tits and bum!".)
Will they view her with dignity,
Or think her 'forward', too 'easy'?
And if she meets the man that's right ...
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INTO BED....DIVE
Into the bed they both did dive
After a late night meal and jive,
Their libidos in overdrive,
Between the sheets to, naked, writhe
In an energetic swive,
Full of joys of being alive.
From this their baby did arrive.
After a late night meal and jive,
Their libidos in overdrive,
Between the sheets to, naked, writhe
In an energetic swive,
Full of joys of being alive.
From this their baby did arrive.
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INTO THE BED...JUMP
Into the bed they both did jump,
When he had squeezed enough her rump
And she'd erected his main stump.
There followed an hour long hump,
Punctuated by the bed's thump
As they upped and downed like a pump,
Ending in a satisfied slump,
Leaving in her belly a bump
Who came out a small crying lump.
Alas, the dad did its mum dump.
When he had squeezed enough her rump
And she'd erected his main stump.
There followed an hour long hump,
Punctuated by the bed's thump
As they upped and downed like a pump,
Ending in a satisfied slump,
Leaving in her belly a bump
Who came out a small crying lump.
Alas, the dad did its mum dump.
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HER NAILS
She's the randiest of females,
She'll crucify you with her nails -
Those painted ones that bewitch you
As she plays fingers in your view.
You follow her into her bed,
You'll be at her mercy naked.
You'll be to her another gain,
You won't have pleasure without pain.
You'll feel them jabbing in your back
As front to front on her you stack.
On chests and necks and many a rump
She's left her mark of a good hump.
When you give her your full manhood,
She'll leave the sheets stained with your blood,
As they contact with the scratches,...
She'll crucify you with her nails -
Those painted ones that bewitch you
As she plays fingers in your view.
You follow her into her bed,
You'll be at her mercy naked.
You'll be to her another gain,
You won't have pleasure without pain.
You'll feel them jabbing in your back
As front to front on her you stack.
On chests and necks and many a rump
She's left her mark of a good hump.
When you give her your full manhood,
She'll leave the sheets stained with your blood,
As they contact with the scratches,...
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WHEN ADAM KNEW EVE
(Imagining of Genesis chapter 4 verse 1.)
How was it on that Great First Time,
When man on woman first did climb -
Or was it the other way round?-
And Earth first heard Man's mating sound?
How passionate was the first snog
As they dared to go the whole hog?
Was it on ground or on a bed,
Fur skins left on or stark naked,
In a tent's or mud hut's cover
(Unless an al fresco lover)?
When Adam first 'knew' his wife Eve
Was it done in a bump and heave,
Or did the First Man take his time,...
How was it on that Great First Time,
When man on woman first did climb -
Or was it the other way round?-
And Earth first heard Man's mating sound?
How passionate was the first snog
As they dared to go the whole hog?
Was it on ground or on a bed,
Fur skins left on or stark naked,
In a tent's or mud hut's cover
(Unless an al fresco lover)?
When Adam first 'knew' his wife Eve
Was it done in a bump and heave,
Or did the First Man take his time,...
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LOVE UNDER THE STARS
Far away from our Mas and Pas,
Side parking our respective cars,
We meet, make love under the stars
To the calling of the nightjars.
To us, clothing is prison bars.
No underwear, panties or bras,
When Venus conjugates with Mars,
Exchanging sounds of murmured "aahs".
Side parking our respective cars,
We meet, make love under the stars
To the calling of the nightjars.
To us, clothing is prison bars.
No underwear, panties or bras,
When Venus conjugates with Mars,
Exchanging sounds of murmured "aahs".
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BE READY FOR ME
I want to see you "as you are",
Not even wearing pants or bra;
I want to see your whole body
Looking ready to welcome me.
I give you leave, play with yourself
(Some say such things are good for health).
I know that you will understand
This wish, for I have but one hand,
The other this war took away,
Left me to love another day.
The power from your fingertips
Will overcome from breasts to hips,
So you will have that wet-bushed vee,
And nipples pointing out...
Not even wearing pants or bra;
I want to see your whole body
Looking ready to welcome me.
I give you leave, play with yourself
(Some say such things are good for health).
I know that you will understand
This wish, for I have but one hand,
The other this war took away,
Left me to love another day.
The power from your fingertips
Will overcome from breasts to hips,
So you will have that wet-bushed vee,
And nipples pointing out...
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UPBEAT EROTIC: RHYMING COMMENT ON 'SHOW ME HEAVEN'
This song, writ-sung by Maria McKee,
Released by her back in 1990,
Soundtracked in the movie Days of Thunder,
Still casts a spell of seductive wonder.
Music to go home to after a date
Whose night a couple plan to consummate,
And dedicateable to those of you
Who made their Valentine's Day thus come true.
Its haunting lyrics can put in the mood
For working off the desire, drink and food;
They speak of a closeness, just one on one,
To usher a couple to union.
Released by her back in 1990,
Soundtracked in the movie Days of Thunder,
Still casts a spell of seductive wonder.
Music to go home to after a date
Whose night a couple plan to consummate,
And dedicateable to those of you
Who made their Valentine's Day thus come true.
Its haunting lyrics can put in the mood
For working off the desire, drink and food;
They speak of a closeness, just one on one,
To usher a couple to union.
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I'M NOT DENYING
(Inspired by Maria McKee song 'Show me Heaven', this incorporates some of its lyrics (emphasised). Dedicated with affection to this song.)
I'm not denying I have a need
That food and drink alone won't feed.
I need your hand to steady me;
After our date I'm so tipsy.
The killer heels under my feet
Might let me down out in the street.
Don't let me fall upon the stairs;
Make my safety one of your cares.
When at the bedroom we arrive,
Help me to undress, stir my drive,
Sending those shivers down my spine
That I admit so feels...
I'm not denying I have a need
That food and drink alone won't feed.
I need your hand to steady me;
After our date I'm so tipsy.
The killer heels under my feet
Might let me down out in the street.
Don't let me fall upon the stairs;
Make my safety one of your cares.
When at the bedroom we arrive,
Help me to undress, stir my drive,
Sending those shivers down my spine
That I admit so feels...
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