Submissions by blissful28
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
SELF POEM
Published
4th Sep 2011 2:19am
4th Sep 2011 2:19am
I hate her...
I
Am
soooooo sick of her
Yeah her, you know, ‘our’ REPRESSENTATIVE
The Squeaky clean dots the I’s and crosses the T’s
This woman whose virtues mirror that of Mary
(You know that other chick
the virgin, you know; the one that gave birth to a baby.)
This is the “we” that people meet…
The college educated, career oriented, married at 25,
mother to the perfect child
soccer mom & trophy wife
Sunday dinner, baking pies
finger foods on football and poker nights
...
Am
soooooo sick of her
Yeah her, you know, ‘our’ REPRESSENTATIVE
The Squeaky clean dots the I’s and crosses the T’s
This woman whose virtues mirror that of Mary
(You know that other chick
the virgin, you know; the one that gave birth to a baby.)
This is the “we” that people meet…
The college educated, career oriented, married at 25,
mother to the perfect child
soccer mom & trophy wife
Sunday dinner, baking pies
finger foods on football and poker nights
...
949 reads
4 Comments
EROTIC POEM
Published
1st Sep 2011 1:28am
1st Sep 2011 1:28am
My Tranquility
I strip down,
my body is now bare.
In the mirror I look at myself from head to toe,
proud to be a woman of seasoning,
a woman of soul
I twist
and I turn
looking at everything.
My waist, hips, breasts, thighs
I do appreciate.
In the natural, I am at my best.
I step in the shower,
let the water massage my back,
I work up a lather,
shampoo in my hair,
I smell pear,
and maybe a little peach.
The phone is ringing but I don't care
being natural is the only time I have to myself.
I turn the water off
damn... ...
my body is now bare.
In the mirror I look at myself from head to toe,
proud to be a woman of seasoning,
a woman of soul
I twist
and I turn
looking at everything.
My waist, hips, breasts, thighs
I do appreciate.
In the natural, I am at my best.
I step in the shower,
let the water massage my back,
I work up a lather,
shampoo in my hair,
I smell pear,
and maybe a little peach.
The phone is ringing but I don't care
being natural is the only time I have to myself.
I turn the water off
damn... ...
1267 reads
2 Comments
EROTIC POEM
Published
27th Aug 2011 2:42am
27th Aug 2011 2:42am
That Jones
I was minding my own business… didn’t see you coming.
Then you caught my eye,
Small talk
Numbers exchanged…
Complimented my eyes and smile
And right then…….
I thought
I might
Catch a Jones for you.
Feelin’ it creepin’
Your silence and mystery intriguing
Your mind stimulating
Voice… taming
My desire for your frame… teasing
I heard it…
That Jones was calling
Making me giggle over the phone line
Giving me sweet anticipation inside
Cornbread and caviar
Then jazz night
Told me my voice had a soothing tone...
Then you caught my eye,
Small talk
Numbers exchanged…
Complimented my eyes and smile
And right then…….
I thought
I might
Catch a Jones for you.
Feelin’ it creepin’
Your silence and mystery intriguing
Your mind stimulating
Voice… taming
My desire for your frame… teasing
I heard it…
That Jones was calling
Making me giggle over the phone line
Giving me sweet anticipation inside
Cornbread and caviar
Then jazz night
Told me my voice had a soothing tone...
1078 reads
2 Comments
EROTIC POEM
Published
26th Aug 2011 2:32am
26th Aug 2011 2:32am
Irresistable
This woman, they call ............
She is full of deceit.
Beware of her charm, her grace;
She is a liar and a cheat.
She manipulates everyone,
and she plays with their minds…
always blowing erogenous kisses down her seekers spine.
Oh yes… she loves to make her callers wait.
She loves the physical erotica sport
and is infamous for playing mind games.
Oh! And her taste…. it is bitter sweet,
her soft touches are such a tease,
She has brought the strongest to their knees….
Paralysis….
Yesss that is her, offering rewards of...
She is full of deceit.
Beware of her charm, her grace;
She is a liar and a cheat.
She manipulates everyone,
and she plays with their minds…
always blowing erogenous kisses down her seekers spine.
Oh yes… she loves to make her callers wait.
She loves the physical erotica sport
and is infamous for playing mind games.
Oh! And her taste…. it is bitter sweet,
her soft touches are such a tease,
She has brought the strongest to their knees….
Paralysis….
Yesss that is her, offering rewards of...
1298 reads
11 Comments
EROTIC POEM
Published
26th Aug 2011 2:04am
26th Aug 2011 2:04am
Day 360
Staring at the clock, I have an hour to go…
Who knew celibacy was such a curse!
A button down shirt, a pencil skirt and heels
Underwear consumed with lace and frills
I sit at my desk radiating sophistication,
The truth is I am swimming in desperation,
With an urgent need for emancipation
From this heat that plagues my rural areas
Condemned…
am I the sexually forsaken?
A soon to be victim of spontaneous combustion?
I moan…
I need to be penetrated
Oh the throbbing…
Make it stop…
I cross my legs and squeeze.
My...
Who knew celibacy was such a curse!
A button down shirt, a pencil skirt and heels
Underwear consumed with lace and frills
I sit at my desk radiating sophistication,
The truth is I am swimming in desperation,
With an urgent need for emancipation
From this heat that plagues my rural areas
Condemned…
am I the sexually forsaken?
A soon to be victim of spontaneous combustion?
I moan…
I need to be penetrated
Oh the throbbing…
Make it stop…
I cross my legs and squeeze.
My...
1085 reads
8 Comments
EROTIC POEM
Published
19th Aug 2011 4:25pm
19th Aug 2011 4:25pm
Chain of Events
Once upon a time
I drove past this guy
One that I knew
But had never met…
Standing in front a tavern
Having a phone conversation
Of a tall stature
And a chocolate nature
His face in the shadows
My stomach in knots
Screeching halt... lights flashed... engine off.
I looked at myself in the rearview mirror
And he was there…
I saw him in my reflection
Off in the distance
I was ready
My look…. Flawless
My mission…. Temptress
This affair was to be zipless
Because I would have him
Yes him…
That...
I drove past this guy
One that I knew
But had never met…
Standing in front a tavern
Having a phone conversation
Of a tall stature
And a chocolate nature
His face in the shadows
My stomach in knots
Screeching halt... lights flashed... engine off.
I looked at myself in the rearview mirror
And he was there…
I saw him in my reflection
Off in the distance
I was ready
My look…. Flawless
My mission…. Temptress
This affair was to be zipless
Because I would have him
Yes him…
That...
1044 reads
1 Comment
EROTIC POEM
Published
23rd Jun 2011 7:25pm
23rd Jun 2011 7:25pm
Emancipated...
The need for liberation
Beats a steady drum in me
I hear faint chants of mischief
Set her free
set her free.
Lost and naked,
Looking for a familiar face
As I stand in this place
All I see around me is rugged terrain
I hear lust echo from their growls,
The beast that lurk within the shadows.
I smell them
their scent extremely torturous
the moon has made me carnivorous
and so… I lust
The need for liberation
Beats a steady drum in me
chants of mischief shouting
Set her free
set her free.
Oh these...
Beats a steady drum in me
I hear faint chants of mischief
Set her free
set her free.
Lost and naked,
Looking for a familiar face
As I stand in this place
All I see around me is rugged terrain
I hear lust echo from their growls,
The beast that lurk within the shadows.
I smell them
their scent extremely torturous
the moon has made me carnivorous
and so… I lust
The need for liberation
Beats a steady drum in me
chants of mischief shouting
Set her free
set her free.
Oh these...
917 reads
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