Submissions by Tipofmytongue
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
I love writing sexy or erotic poetry based on classical styles, or forms. I like the effect of having structure and form weave itself among the most unstructured and freeing of human endeavors.
EROTIC POEM
Published
4th Jun 2014 4:11am
4th Jun 2014 4:11am
Quench
Dry deserts and spells, yet cottonmouth dreams
Elicit hope for the stranded
What treasures and splendors await?
The mirage offers fantasy and hallucination
Of all the possibilities that lay ahead.
The end is in sight and long have I pondered how I might enjoy
The shade of your trees, or taste of your fruit.
I would feel every blade of tenderness caress me as I walk toward relief.
I would trace patterns in the shifting sands and tiptoe around this sweet oasis.
I would breathe in the sweet scents of comfort and let auburn leaves swirl about me.
And above...
Elicit hope for the stranded
What treasures and splendors await?
The mirage offers fantasy and hallucination
Of all the possibilities that lay ahead.
The end is in sight and long have I pondered how I might enjoy
The shade of your trees, or taste of your fruit.
I would feel every blade of tenderness caress me as I walk toward relief.
I would trace patterns in the shifting sands and tiptoe around this sweet oasis.
I would breathe in the sweet scents of comfort and let auburn leaves swirl about me.
And above...
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EROTIC POEM
Published
4th Jun 2014 4:09am
4th Jun 2014 4:09am
Phantom Hand
Walk in and greeted by this cold cold room
My baby been gone far too long
But I’ll see you soon in a drowsy rendezvous
Turn you over in my mind
Wrapped in the tresses of our twisted sheets
The sleeping scent of you close by
Cuz I feel you stirring in the base of my spine
Close your eyes I’m coming soon
When my mind starts to drift
And my hands start to wonder
If you’re dreamin’ and schemin’ about my touch tonight.
Did you reach out and grab me
With your phantom hand
Cuz I woke up with fleeting fingers on my skin
A shadow...
My baby been gone far too long
But I’ll see you soon in a drowsy rendezvous
Turn you over in my mind
Wrapped in the tresses of our twisted sheets
The sleeping scent of you close by
Cuz I feel you stirring in the base of my spine
Close your eyes I’m coming soon
When my mind starts to drift
And my hands start to wonder
If you’re dreamin’ and schemin’ about my touch tonight.
Did you reach out and grab me
With your phantom hand
Cuz I woke up with fleeting fingers on my skin
A shadow...
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EROTIC POEM
Published
3rd Jun 2014 8:30am
3rd Jun 2014 8:30am
Caress Your Neck Like Wind
I caress your neck like wind to hear its’ sigh
And brace for love as you lean into my chest
A warm rush that neither can deny
A furtive heartbeat pulses for reply
For up against your skin I am hard pressed
I caress your neck like wind to hear its’ sigh
Hands intertwined in agreement, my undressed ally
Who mounts the podium once passions acquiesced
A warm rush that neither can deny
Rapidly building as if time’s in short supply
Euphoric frenzy rising from the twinge at your breast
I caress your neck like wind to hear its’ sigh
...
And brace for love as you lean into my chest
A warm rush that neither can deny
A furtive heartbeat pulses for reply
For up against your skin I am hard pressed
I caress your neck like wind to hear its’ sigh
Hands intertwined in agreement, my undressed ally
Who mounts the podium once passions acquiesced
A warm rush that neither can deny
Rapidly building as if time’s in short supply
Euphoric frenzy rising from the twinge at your breast
I caress your neck like wind to hear its’ sigh
...
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EROTIC POEM
Published
3rd Jun 2014 8:27am
3rd Jun 2014 8:27am
A Sultry Sestina
Set our eyes upon our lover
And who beckons who to come
Into a firm and fulfilling embrace
A place to bathe in your infinity
Pool that wells up warm and deep
Blue circles gaze out to grasp my eyes
The moment I was caught in your eyes
The instinct that overtakes every lover
Rose up from within the deep
The reason this brief existence of mine began to come
The primal call of infinity
That drives us to ecstasy’s embrace
It’s not merely a tender embrace
But a power I see through your eyes
Down into your soul’s ethereal infinity...
And who beckons who to come
Into a firm and fulfilling embrace
A place to bathe in your infinity
Pool that wells up warm and deep
Blue circles gaze out to grasp my eyes
The moment I was caught in your eyes
The instinct that overtakes every lover
Rose up from within the deep
The reason this brief existence of mine began to come
The primal call of infinity
That drives us to ecstasy’s embrace
It’s not merely a tender embrace
But a power I see through your eyes
Down into your soul’s ethereal infinity...
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EROTIC POEM
Published
23rd Sep 2012 11:25am
23rd Sep 2012 11:25am
Look Again
And there I glanced upon you
My daily vision
All soft curves and succulent lines
Causing flesh toned visions to swirl in my mind
Of times before and this time that might become
What can I do in this moment?
Send soft, gliding hands to brush you like silk?
Or beckon with word and glance?
To spin and clutch close, locking eyes and more
Perhaps to bend so that unyielding steel my melt
Would I pull you to cover me, a writhing sheet?
Or be the sky that shields your aching earth?
Would I plant myself so that limbs twist together?
A tangled tree...
My daily vision
All soft curves and succulent lines
Causing flesh toned visions to swirl in my mind
Of times before and this time that might become
What can I do in this moment?
Send soft, gliding hands to brush you like silk?
Or beckon with word and glance?
To spin and clutch close, locking eyes and more
Perhaps to bend so that unyielding steel my melt
Would I pull you to cover me, a writhing sheet?
Or be the sky that shields your aching earth?
Would I plant myself so that limbs twist together?
A tangled tree...
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EROTIC POEM
Published
23rd Sep 2012 11:07am
23rd Sep 2012 11:07am
Tawdry Tanka's
A couple's adventures in poetic form.
Catch you on the stairs
The thunder goes in and out
Found through touch alone
A streak of light bolts across
The back of Antibes beckons
On Rue Petit Four
I listened for cobbled steps
Through passion and fright
I was lost in your tresses
And surged into your delight
Wine on the beach leads
To a crashing, not of waves
Others unknowing
Of exposed wetness churning
And the salty scent lingers
A Roman tower
Will give rise to new structures
Sacked just...
Catch you on the stairs
The thunder goes in and out
Found through touch alone
A streak of light bolts across
The back of Antibes beckons
On Rue Petit Four
I listened for cobbled steps
Through passion and fright
I was lost in your tresses
And surged into your delight
Wine on the beach leads
To a crashing, not of waves
Others unknowing
Of exposed wetness churning
And the salty scent lingers
A Roman tower
Will give rise to new structures
Sacked just...
1069 reads
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