Submissions by carletto47
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
LOVE POEM
Published
7th May 2013 5:17pm
7th May 2013 5:17pm
Secret love.
The secret I keep,is so real.
I can never tell you,
how I feel.
Should I listen to my heart,
should I listen to my head.
My head aches for you,
my heart, bleeds for you,
I yearn for you.
This secret is one,
that can never be told,
wrote about, or sold.
This secret is about you,
where ever you are,
in my heart, you are
never far.
I will take this secret,
to the grave, think of all
the pain I will save.
And when the time is right,
I just might see you up above,
when I will tell you,
you were my secret love.
I can never tell you,
how I feel.
Should I listen to my heart,
should I listen to my head.
My head aches for you,
my heart, bleeds for you,
I yearn for you.
This secret is one,
that can never be told,
wrote about, or sold.
This secret is about you,
where ever you are,
in my heart, you are
never far.
I will take this secret,
to the grave, think of all
the pain I will save.
And when the time is right,
I just might see you up above,
when I will tell you,
you were my secret love.
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
6th May 2013 8:04pm
6th May 2013 8:04pm
Angel.
Loving the words you say
in your special way.
If angels are among us
and I could hear them talk
They would look like you
and have your voice.
You do not need wings
no need to fly
your place is on earth
not in the sky.
Your smile is your halo
brighter than the sun.
Your eyes letting me know
I am the one.
Your body sculptured to perfection
breasts round and full
tummy and thighs a treat
to my eyes .
long legs in stockings so sleek.
wondering if we will ever meet.
Or are you just a...
in your special way.
If angels are among us
and I could hear them talk
They would look like you
and have your voice.
You do not need wings
no need to fly
your place is on earth
not in the sky.
Your smile is your halo
brighter than the sun.
Your eyes letting me know
I am the one.
Your body sculptured to perfection
breasts round and full
tummy and thighs a treat
to my eyes .
long legs in stockings so sleek.
wondering if we will ever meet.
Or are you just a...
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
6th May 2013 7:57pm
6th May 2013 7:57pm
Written from the heart.
Like a book or a film
you set the scene
allowing your self
to dream.
Frustrations scream
from the screen
of what might or might
not have been.
Writing about life
the way you want it
to be.
How it exists in poetry.
The woman you have never met
shares your bed.
She is yours if only
for a short while
guaranteed to make you smile.
She may also tell you of
her fantasies how she wishes
they were reality.
So you write hoping these
dreams come true.
Write to win her over
a sensual form of art...
you set the scene
allowing your self
to dream.
Frustrations scream
from the screen
of what might or might
not have been.
Writing about life
the way you want it
to be.
How it exists in poetry.
The woman you have never met
shares your bed.
She is yours if only
for a short while
guaranteed to make you smile.
She may also tell you of
her fantasies how she wishes
they were reality.
So you write hoping these
dreams come true.
Write to win her over
a sensual form of art...
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2 Comments
EROTIC POEM
Published
5th May 2013 1:44pm
5th May 2013 1:44pm
Mother nature.
Tastes differ
consistency too
colors and hue.
Individual unique
shape and size
bare or shaven
thick or thin
lips hiding
treasures within
When objects inserted
be it fingers or toy
expect sounds of joy.
Sounds from
a deep throated
drawl to a high
pitch scream
may be whimpering
in between.
Can not say the
length of time
this will last
it differs
from lass to lass.
Some squirting could
put out a fire.
Others gently flow
maybe even stop and go.
Each...
consistency too
colors and hue.
Individual unique
shape and size
bare or shaven
thick or thin
lips hiding
treasures within
When objects inserted
be it fingers or toy
expect sounds of joy.
Sounds from
a deep throated
drawl to a high
pitch scream
may be whimpering
in between.
Can not say the
length of time
this will last
it differs
from lass to lass.
Some squirting could
put out a fire.
Others gently flow
maybe even stop and go.
Each...
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EROTIC POEM
Published
5th May 2013 1:30pm
5th May 2013 1:30pm
We f**k we make love.
We screw we fuck
make love.
Can not get you out
of my head.
wish you were in my bed.
You love your neck kissed
bitten or nipped.
Your breasts cupped in my hands
massaging the nipple
watching them rise.
I look up in your eyes.
As my nipple I take in my mouth
my hand wanders south.
meandering down your tummy
to your honey.
Touching your outer lips
rubbing over your clit.
Hearing you moan calling my name
over again.
If in the mood for rough
the kissing nipples I bite
my two fingers I...
make love.
Can not get you out
of my head.
wish you were in my bed.
You love your neck kissed
bitten or nipped.
Your breasts cupped in my hands
massaging the nipple
watching them rise.
I look up in your eyes.
As my nipple I take in my mouth
my hand wanders south.
meandering down your tummy
to your honey.
Touching your outer lips
rubbing over your clit.
Hearing you moan calling my name
over again.
If in the mood for rough
the kissing nipples I bite
my two fingers I...
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EROTIC POEM
Published
2nd May 2013 10:07pm
2nd May 2013 10:07pm
Torn love.
Returning to my place
I have a smile on my face.
Tonight my dream came true
I made love to you.
Not slow and soft
we have both had enough.
I walked in to your room
took a quick glance
and went in to a trance.
Started tearing
your clothes off you
First your top
we heard the buttons pop.
As that lay on you tattered and torn
your bra followed next
torn against your breast
leaving nipples erect.
As I heard your moans of pleasure
I gripped on your skirt
and with a mighty rip
I caught sight of your clit....
I have a smile on my face.
Tonight my dream came true
I made love to you.
Not slow and soft
we have both had enough.
I walked in to your room
took a quick glance
and went in to a trance.
Started tearing
your clothes off you
First your top
we heard the buttons pop.
As that lay on you tattered and torn
your bra followed next
torn against your breast
leaving nipples erect.
As I heard your moans of pleasure
I gripped on your skirt
and with a mighty rip
I caught sight of your clit....
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EROTIC POEM
Published
2nd May 2013 9:42pm
2nd May 2013 9:42pm
Internet whore.
Far away in contact on the net
having never met.
Seen you once on cam
Wished I was your man.
It was my words that attracted you
if only you knew.
My words I would love to put
in action giving you satisfaction.
Making love soft and slow
turning up the crescendo.
Making you beg your pussy wet.
Some times fingers may be a fist
you are on my bucket list.
Pussy whipping biting and spitting.
Your master I say
you dare not disobey.
Fulfilling our fantasies no taboo
me fucking you.
Telling me what I love to...
having never met.
Seen you once on cam
Wished I was your man.
It was my words that attracted you
if only you knew.
My words I would love to put
in action giving you satisfaction.
Making love soft and slow
turning up the crescendo.
Making you beg your pussy wet.
Some times fingers may be a fist
you are on my bucket list.
Pussy whipping biting and spitting.
Your master I say
you dare not disobey.
Fulfilling our fantasies no taboo
me fucking you.
Telling me what I love to...
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EROTIC POEM
Published
1st May 2013 8:15pm
1st May 2013 8:15pm
Playing my way.
Just lying here thinking of you
my hands know what to do.
Running down my chest
touching my breast.
Images in my head
my fantasies running wild
wishing it was your hands
not mine
with your nails so fine.
Slowly my hands move to below
with every touch I grow.
Breathing comes faster
as I quicken the pace
Knowing this is not a race.
With your body in my mind
my hand moves in time.
The skin pulled back
I spit on my finger
making the head moist
rubbing in circles
alone I have no choice.
...
my hands know what to do.
Running down my chest
touching my breast.
Images in my head
my fantasies running wild
wishing it was your hands
not mine
with your nails so fine.
Slowly my hands move to below
with every touch I grow.
Breathing comes faster
as I quicken the pace
Knowing this is not a race.
With your body in my mind
my hand moves in time.
The skin pulled back
I spit on my finger
making the head moist
rubbing in circles
alone I have no choice.
...
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2 Comments
EROTIC POEM
Published
1st May 2013 8:08pm
1st May 2013 8:08pm
Stormy love.
Some people dance in the rain
dance away their pain.
Not you and I
we make love
under the stormy sky.
Since I met you
I have learnt new thrills.
As the clouds darken
we go in the garden.
The thunder rumbles
the rain now pouring from the sky
bra-less in your t shirt
and panties you stand before me.
What I see makes me erect
your breasts and nipples
soaking wet.
My clothing you remove
setting my cock free.
your panties I take off
your pussy staring at me.
Off comes your top
as...
dance away their pain.
Not you and I
we make love
under the stormy sky.
Since I met you
I have learnt new thrills.
As the clouds darken
we go in the garden.
The thunder rumbles
the rain now pouring from the sky
bra-less in your t shirt
and panties you stand before me.
What I see makes me erect
your breasts and nipples
soaking wet.
My clothing you remove
setting my cock free.
your panties I take off
your pussy staring at me.
Off comes your top
as...
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EROTIC POEM
Published
30th Apr 2013 3:16pm
30th Apr 2013 3:16pm
Body evidence.
Your pictures were only the start
how you found your way
in to my heart.
Getting to know the real
you took it's time
now forever on my mind.
I tried to deny my feelings for you
only now
do I know they are true.
If that is good is not
for me to decide
I only know
I can not disguise.
A figure and curves
that leave me wanting more
play heavy on my mind .
These images I take to bed
playing over as I touch my self
wishing it was you instead.
Telling you what is happening below
not wanting to let...
how you found your way
in to my heart.
Getting to know the real
you took it's time
now forever on my mind.
I tried to deny my feelings for you
only now
do I know they are true.
If that is good is not
for me to decide
I only know
I can not disguise.
A figure and curves
that leave me wanting more
play heavy on my mind .
These images I take to bed
playing over as I touch my self
wishing it was you instead.
Telling you what is happening below
not wanting to let...
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EROTIC POEM
Published
29th Apr 2013 9:14pm
29th Apr 2013 9:14pm
Office pleasure.
Thoughts actions
satisfaction.
May be alone
work or home.
Putting on a show
you like to be seen
knowing it is
every mans dream.
If in the office
you will not hide
enjoying the looks
as you touch between
your thighs.
Knowing the people
who can see
will show their
excitement
unintentionally.
Fingers that should
be tipping are
now wet and dripping.
Not hiding your treasure
who said work
was not pleasure.
satisfaction.
May be alone
work or home.
Putting on a show
you like to be seen
knowing it is
every mans dream.
If in the office
you will not hide
enjoying the looks
as you touch between
your thighs.
Knowing the people
who can see
will show their
excitement
unintentionally.
Fingers that should
be tipping are
now wet and dripping.
Not hiding your treasure
who said work
was not pleasure.
811 reads
4 Comments
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