Submissions by boomBOX
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Boom in your Box
Now that's erotic
You can laugh now
No charge
😁
You can laugh now
No charge
😁
729 reads
8 Comments
Am I Allowed ?
To love you as much as I do
It's the quiet moments
When it grabs me from behind
Heartbreak from wanting
Tension that mounts
Laying claim to desire
Lost in feeling
Taking it
Because it's you
It's the quiet moments
When it grabs me from behind
Heartbreak from wanting
Tension that mounts
Laying claim to desire
Lost in feeling
Taking it
Because it's you
903 reads
8 Comments
Distance Within a Man's Heart ( dedicated to Savaja )
I was touched by your words
How well you chisled into my granite mind
You were gentle though, careful to probe, not offend
For that I thank you, because you care
I'm thinking about this entry as I construct
Instead of my usual conceive, write and burn
Finding reasons to believe in my craft
It's easy to fall in love with words but still fail
You've given me reasons to believe in myself
Stay humble but take some street cred
Dancing between emotion, desire and hunger
The gap closing, seeing the finish line, in the lead
...
How well you chisled into my granite mind
You were gentle though, careful to probe, not offend
For that I thank you, because you care
I'm thinking about this entry as I construct
Instead of my usual conceive, write and burn
Finding reasons to believe in my craft
It's easy to fall in love with words but still fail
You've given me reasons to believe in myself
Stay humble but take some street cred
Dancing between emotion, desire and hunger
The gap closing, seeing the finish line, in the lead
...
689 reads
6 Comments
Undercover
We're always apart
Passion like ours
Dies undercover
Passion like ours
Dies undercover
658 reads
8 Comments
Road Noise
This will be my new name
Next time I run away
Giving you a heads up
Way in advance
I came to the name innocently
A road salesman I know
Said his career in sales could be summed up
Two words "Road Noise"
If you work in outside sales you know
Half the job is just getting there to your next call
But Road Noise is an avatar for life
The process, the struggle, competition and sometimes glory
Next time I run away
Giving you a heads up
Way in advance
I came to the name innocently
A road salesman I know
Said his career in sales could be summed up
Two words "Road Noise"
If you work in outside sales you know
Half the job is just getting there to your next call
But Road Noise is an avatar for life
The process, the struggle, competition and sometimes glory
575 reads
6 Comments
boomBOX is Iconic Poetspeak, Push2Start
So I caved
I'm back under my latest name
You can call me Mr. Sybil
Seems to work for some
Is this erotic ?
Stay tuned ...
I'm back under my latest name
You can call me Mr. Sybil
Seems to work for some
Is this erotic ?
Stay tuned ...
751 reads
14 Comments
Tasting your Submission
passion and romance
and then
the opening
the walkway looking west
a small cutaway
I held you close
staring into your laser eyes
holding you tight
tenderness spinning out of control
a new control emerged
one you knew was buried
deep in my brow
matching you stare for stare
electrons and gamma rays
cross stimulation
I took your smile
and marked it
with my glare
taking you
under my wing
protecting you
feeding you
giving you breath
tasting your submission
leaving you hungry for more…
and then
the opening
the walkway looking west
a small cutaway
I held you close
staring into your laser eyes
holding you tight
tenderness spinning out of control
a new control emerged
one you knew was buried
deep in my brow
matching you stare for stare
electrons and gamma rays
cross stimulation
I took your smile
and marked it
with my glare
taking you
under my wing
protecting you
feeding you
giving you breath
tasting your submission
leaving you hungry for more…
1020 reads
12 Comments
Wisdom Package
you get it after 50
not before
less hair perhaps
more money in your 401K
which is better you wonder?
not before
less hair perhaps
more money in your 401K
which is better you wonder?
495 reads
0 Comments
The Comfortable Silence
I know you're out there
Lurking in my air space
We can coexist
Pass on the street
There's comfort in a possible meeting
Joy too if we don't
The air is pretty and fragrant with your style
Always on the perimeter of each other
Our comfortable silence
As it is meant to be
Lurking in my air space
We can coexist
Pass on the street
There's comfort in a possible meeting
Joy too if we don't
The air is pretty and fragrant with your style
Always on the perimeter of each other
Our comfortable silence
As it is meant to be
859 reads
9 Comments
Sex Addiction ..... Without the Sex
I'm addicted to you
So it's kinda sexual
Without the skin on skin
Translation: Burger but no bun
You want details I'm sure
I'm a simple bloke with complex ideas
Kinda like my morning drink
Tea with lemon, but minus the tea
Are you getting it ?
The take away here is the sex or lack thereof
When I look into your piercing green eyes
It's the connection, our fire, clothes still on
So it's kinda sexual
Without the skin on skin
Translation: Burger but no bun
You want details I'm sure
I'm a simple bloke with complex ideas
Kinda like my morning drink
Tea with lemon, but minus the tea
Are you getting it ?
The take away here is the sex or lack thereof
When I look into your piercing green eyes
It's the connection, our fire, clothes still on
914 reads
10 Comments
ATM and Sex Connection
My wife and I are at the ATM booth
She hasn't used her card in awhile
"Do I stick it in" she asks
"Yeah" I reply
It's like fucking
You stick in and then pull it out
She replies, "but you never cum and give me twenties"
Upon reflection she is right
Next time we do it, I'm bringing cash to bed
Maybe I can buy a new thrill
She hasn't used her card in awhile
"Do I stick it in" she asks
"Yeah" I reply
It's like fucking
You stick in and then pull it out
She replies, "but you never cum and give me twenties"
Upon reflection she is right
Next time we do it, I'm bringing cash to bed
Maybe I can buy a new thrill
583 reads
8 Comments
Will I be Safe Here ?
I ran away
From myself
Left all the riches
Took a one bedroom above the drug store
After they close shop
Can blast my music all night
Maybe put a pick-up on my cello
Abstract the notion of classical
Shredding the strings beyond reason
One day I'll go back
When I've written my masterpiece
I'll stand away from the crowd though
Never going on that fucking Today show
From myself
Left all the riches
Took a one bedroom above the drug store
After they close shop
Can blast my music all night
Maybe put a pick-up on my cello
Abstract the notion of classical
Shredding the strings beyond reason
One day I'll go back
When I've written my masterpiece
I'll stand away from the crowd though
Never going on that fucking Today show
581 reads
2 Comments
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