Submissions by The_Student
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
I am primarily an erotic poet, but I write in other genres as well. I am very interested in the power of sex, and how it can overturn all of our sensibilities and better judgements in a second.
LOVE POEM
Published
2nd May 2011 8:53pm
2nd May 2011 8:53pm
Break and Heal
I'd scream and kick, I'd bite
If you were here.
You broke my heart, took all I gave,
And turned our good times
Into bitterness and gall.
I loved you so much. I'd have given you everything.
But you pulled atmy heart strings, made them bleed,
Tore out my spine and left me dead,
Dead by the side of the road.
Time will pass. One day,
I'll stop writhing in angered hurt
Over you.
AndI'll heal. Someone wonderful
Will find me here.
And put back my broken heart.
If you were here.
You broke my heart, took all I gave,
And turned our good times
Into bitterness and gall.
I loved you so much. I'd have given you everything.
But you pulled atmy heart strings, made them bleed,
Tore out my spine and left me dead,
Dead by the side of the road.
Time will pass. One day,
I'll stop writhing in angered hurt
Over you.
AndI'll heal. Someone wonderful
Will find me here.
And put back my broken heart.
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EROTIC POEM
Published
28th Apr 2011 9:15pm
28th Apr 2011 9:15pm
Hotel Room
I saw you at reception. You weren’t wearing a bra.
Your hard little nipples stand under your shirt.
Your unawareness, the way your hair is carelessly tied back
But still spills in curls by your ears,
It charms me. It fills me up, it makes me want you.
I meet you in the corridor and have the nerve to touch you,
Your round hips. How many words
Did I use? Which ones did I choose? That doesn’t matter.
Your door is open
When I come by that night.
I can see you in bed, all quiet curves and soft breathing.
I undress and slide under the sheets.
The...
Your hard little nipples stand under your shirt.
Your unawareness, the way your hair is carelessly tied back
But still spills in curls by your ears,
It charms me. It fills me up, it makes me want you.
I meet you in the corridor and have the nerve to touch you,
Your round hips. How many words
Did I use? Which ones did I choose? That doesn’t matter.
Your door is open
When I come by that night.
I can see you in bed, all quiet curves and soft breathing.
I undress and slide under the sheets.
The...
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EROTIC POEM
Published
27th Apr 2011 1:21pm
27th Apr 2011 1:21pm
Appeal
Cunt. Pussy. Quim. Fanny.
Call it what you like.
Just so long as you let me in.
Let me slide my fingers in between your legs
And up into your secret places.
Let me stroke you, work you, make you wet.
I'll make you gasp and sigh in satisfaction,
And then I'll make you cry and moan
With the hard thrust of my penis.
I'll plunge and drive, go deep inside you.
I'll make you breathless. Pleasure
Will rush and throb through your body.
I'll suck and lick your pretty ears, draw my tongue
Across the smooth skin of your...
Call it what you like.
Just so long as you let me in.
Let me slide my fingers in between your legs
And up into your secret places.
Let me stroke you, work you, make you wet.
I'll make you gasp and sigh in satisfaction,
And then I'll make you cry and moan
With the hard thrust of my penis.
I'll plunge and drive, go deep inside you.
I'll make you breathless. Pleasure
Will rush and throb through your body.
I'll suck and lick your pretty ears, draw my tongue
Across the smooth skin of your...
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LOVE POEM
Published
24th Apr 2011 9:40pm
24th Apr 2011 9:40pm
Heartbreak
I'm lost.
An un-anchored boat
Far from the harbour of your arms.
Drifting across a meaningless sea
Steered by whatever wind
Will fill my lacklustre sails.
My ailing crew, my rotten decks
The sad disintegration
Of a ship, once full of such purpose, such pride.
No wonder seagulls wail above me.
I miss you. All I want
Is your arms around me again.
To let you hold me safe and warm
Just once. Just once.
My heart is broken, my bed is empty.
You wander, a ghost, through my thoughts.
I can't forget you, your face, your hands...
An un-anchored boat
Far from the harbour of your arms.
Drifting across a meaningless sea
Steered by whatever wind
Will fill my lacklustre sails.
My ailing crew, my rotten decks
The sad disintegration
Of a ship, once full of such purpose, such pride.
No wonder seagulls wail above me.
I miss you. All I want
Is your arms around me again.
To let you hold me safe and warm
Just once. Just once.
My heart is broken, my bed is empty.
You wander, a ghost, through my thoughts.
I can't forget you, your face, your hands...
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EROTIC POEM
Published
23rd Apr 2011 7:45pm
23rd Apr 2011 7:45pm
Fantasy
I have this little fantasy. You’re in it.
It starts when you take me home, from some dinner
And ask if I’d like a coffee. I’ll sit on your sofa
A little nervous, but excited. And then I’ll drop an earring.
You’ll find it, put it back, but your hand
Will come to rest on my neck, will bring me closer
So you can kiss me.
Things happen quite quickly after that.
I love unbuttoning your shirt, touching your chest.
The feeling as you kiss my neck
Brings me to moans, your probing tongue,
Your wandering hands. I lie on the sofa
And let you pull my...
It starts when you take me home, from some dinner
And ask if I’d like a coffee. I’ll sit on your sofa
A little nervous, but excited. And then I’ll drop an earring.
You’ll find it, put it back, but your hand
Will come to rest on my neck, will bring me closer
So you can kiss me.
Things happen quite quickly after that.
I love unbuttoning your shirt, touching your chest.
The feeling as you kiss my neck
Brings me to moans, your probing tongue,
Your wandering hands. I lie on the sofa
And let you pull my...
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EROTIC POEM
Published
20th Apr 2011 10:53pm
20th Apr 2011 10:53pm
Making Love To Her
#sex
#erotic
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EROTIC POEM
Published
20th Apr 2011 9:15pm
20th Apr 2011 9:15pm
Submissive Little Me
Take me home. Make me coffee.
I'll let you touch me, let you kiss me.
You can tie me up.
Yes, tie me up, strap my legs open
Pullthe knots tight. Secure my hands
Make me scream.
Hurt me. I'll let you hurt me.
Touch me. I want you to touch me.
And then, when your fingers have made me wet
Drive your erection into me, hard, hard.
I'll come for you, I'll gasp and moan and cry for more.
Use whatever you like, I won't care.
Just fuck me, rule me, tell me what you want.
Bite my breasts and scratch my hips.
Plunge and rub and...
I'll let you touch me, let you kiss me.
You can tie me up.
Yes, tie me up, strap my legs open
Pullthe knots tight. Secure my hands
Make me scream.
Hurt me. I'll let you hurt me.
Touch me. I want you to touch me.
And then, when your fingers have made me wet
Drive your erection into me, hard, hard.
I'll come for you, I'll gasp and moan and cry for more.
Use whatever you like, I won't care.
Just fuck me, rule me, tell me what you want.
Bite my breasts and scratch my hips.
Plunge and rub and...
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EROTIC POEM
Published
18th Apr 2011 2:35pm
18th Apr 2011 2:35pm
Cinema (Part 2-Kitchen Table)
I suck his cock in the cinema, swallow his warm semen
Suck him dry and lick my lips.
The credits can’t roll fast enough. We get home
Door shuts, coats off, he grabs my hips
And lifts me onto the kitchen table. His kisses are hungry
He pulls off my dress
And seizes my breast in his mouth. It happens so quickly
I cry out and hold him closer.
The first thrust of his penis comes hard
Plunging deep inside me, and again, and again
Over and over, fast, the way I like it.
My pleasure comes loudly, screaming through my body
As he pounds and throbs...
Suck him dry and lick my lips.
The credits can’t roll fast enough. We get home
Door shuts, coats off, he grabs my hips
And lifts me onto the kitchen table. His kisses are hungry
He pulls off my dress
And seizes my breast in his mouth. It happens so quickly
I cry out and hold him closer.
The first thrust of his penis comes hard
Plunging deep inside me, and again, and again
Over and over, fast, the way I like it.
My pleasure comes loudly, screaming through my body
As he pounds and throbs...
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EROTIC POEM
Published
17th Apr 2011 8:52pm
17th Apr 2011 8:52pm
Cinema (Part 1)
The film is almost over. The cinema is quiet.
I can see another couple kissing.
But my girl is dirtier that that
If I play my cards right. She’s wearing her little black dress
So I can move my hand up between her silky thighs
And gently touch her
Right where she’s sensitive, right where
I can make her scream if I want to.
I feel her shiver in pleasure. She takes my ear in her mouth
And puts her hand down my shirt
Pulling at my nipples. She grows wetter as I finger her
I can feel that through her underwear.
Thrills of desire go through...
I can see another couple kissing.
But my girl is dirtier that that
If I play my cards right. She’s wearing her little black dress
So I can move my hand up between her silky thighs
And gently touch her
Right where she’s sensitive, right where
I can make her scream if I want to.
I feel her shiver in pleasure. She takes my ear in her mouth
And puts her hand down my shirt
Pulling at my nipples. She grows wetter as I finger her
I can feel that through her underwear.
Thrills of desire go through...
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UPBEAT INSPIRATIONAL POEM
Published
16th Apr 2011 2:16pm
16th Apr 2011 2:16pm
After the Wedding
She's standing with some friends. I've known her
For years. We grew up together, then were schoolmates
I can't remember realising I loved her.
When her heart was first broken maybe.
When I'd wanted to hold her, to tell her
That everything would be all right, that I was there.
During this morning's wedding, I'd spoken every vow to her
Tried to cheat reality with imagaination.
And then reality acts. My angel walks towards me
Smiling. My heart reels. I wish there was a waiter
With a platter of champagne
So I could smoothly take two and...
For years. We grew up together, then were schoolmates
I can't remember realising I loved her.
When her heart was first broken maybe.
When I'd wanted to hold her, to tell her
That everything would be all right, that I was there.
During this morning's wedding, I'd spoken every vow to her
Tried to cheat reality with imagaination.
And then reality acts. My angel walks towards me
Smiling. My heart reels. I wish there was a waiter
With a platter of champagne
So I could smoothly take two and...
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EROTIC POEM
Published
16th Apr 2011 2:24am
16th Apr 2011 2:24am
Seduction
I did not want him. I remember that clearly.
His eyes were beseeching. His words were very pretty.
But I did not want him. I resisted, sat frozen.
Believing my broken heart would give me strength.
He moved a little closer. His smell,
The pressure of his leg against mine
I started to tremble. When he leaned across
And took my hand, he must have felt that.
His touch was so familiar. He whispered apologies,
Promises. I started to melt, my mouth opening
Eyes closing.
His lips found my cheek, kissed it in wretchedness.
I turned to face...
His eyes were beseeching. His words were very pretty.
But I did not want him. I resisted, sat frozen.
Believing my broken heart would give me strength.
He moved a little closer. His smell,
The pressure of his leg against mine
I started to tremble. When he leaned across
And took my hand, he must have felt that.
His touch was so familiar. He whispered apologies,
Promises. I started to melt, my mouth opening
Eyes closing.
His lips found my cheek, kissed it in wretchedness.
I turned to face...
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EROTIC POEM
Published
15th Apr 2011 7:22pm
15th Apr 2011 7:22pm
Blindfold
He wanted to blindfold me. At first I wasn’t sure,
But let him tie the cloth around my eyes
As I lay on his bed. ‘Trust me,’
He whispered.
The sound of our breathing sounds strange, under blindfold.
He leaves me in the dark for a bit, filling me with anticipation.
I want him to touch me, feel the breath catch in my throat
When his tongue finally begins to explore my ear.
And it’s different, so arousing. He’s done this
A hundred times before. But this time – oh god,
He’s pulling at my nipple, I sigh and moan in strange delight.
His hands on...
But let him tie the cloth around my eyes
As I lay on his bed. ‘Trust me,’
He whispered.
The sound of our breathing sounds strange, under blindfold.
He leaves me in the dark for a bit, filling me with anticipation.
I want him to touch me, feel the breath catch in my throat
When his tongue finally begins to explore my ear.
And it’s different, so arousing. He’s done this
A hundred times before. But this time – oh god,
He’s pulling at my nipple, I sigh and moan in strange delight.
His hands on...
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