Submissions by darksighs
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
Ruthless Baring by pen.. Stroke my Ego or Show me No Mercy!
EROTIC POEM
Published
12th Sep 2021 4:17am
12th Sep 2021 4:17am
Eclipsing..
Whilst brooding on my midnight airs,
I caught starlight ..
in his open stare;
raw ebon, burning.. hard and bright
on my every. descending. curve..
Hued in silver gleam o'er naked delight,
those eyes~
dipping, wicked,
to taste a moment of my time..
Heat; like the sun licking the moon~
.. oh, how he moistened my mood..
Felt in phoenix'ed revelation-
peeled wide open;
spine~arching fire.. scalding my ocean..
Touches taking .. giving,
demanding again~
to bring wet whimpers of soul and skin;
...
I caught starlight ..
in his open stare;
raw ebon, burning.. hard and bright
on my every. descending. curve..
Hued in silver gleam o'er naked delight,
those eyes~
dipping, wicked,
to taste a moment of my time..
Heat; like the sun licking the moon~
.. oh, how he moistened my mood..
Felt in phoenix'ed revelation-
peeled wide open;
spine~arching fire.. scalding my ocean..
Touches taking .. giving,
demanding again~
to bring wet whimpers of soul and skin;
...
#erotic
#sensual
#healing
939 reads
7 Comments
EROTIC POEM
Published
3rd Jul 2021 1:29am
3rd Jul 2021 1:29am
His Thinkin' Spot
He tells me.. he does his best thinkin’
with his hand between my knees,
fingers travelling north
where pleas are never 'please'..
more intentionals on hot breath,
exhaled low against my neck..
those three words-- “Open for Me”
Tracing warm to hotter curves,
parting paleness that pearls..
he presses into my beginnings
from slick end to end
with a flick of his wrist..
stroking wet epiphanies,
--his ego, Relentless--
that hidden thumb counting heartbeats,
far inside my shadow's trembling..
...
with his hand between my knees,
fingers travelling north
where pleas are never 'please'..
more intentionals on hot breath,
exhaled low against my neck..
those three words-- “Open for Me”
Tracing warm to hotter curves,
parting paleness that pearls..
he presses into my beginnings
from slick end to end
with a flick of his wrist..
stroking wet epiphanies,
--his ego, Relentless--
that hidden thumb counting heartbeats,
far inside my shadow's trembling..
...
#erotic
#sensual
951 reads
23 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
29th Jun 2021 4:46pm
29th Jun 2021 4:46pm
Testa de Nevill
Skin imprinted with his fingertip stains,
the ink never quite drying;
blood rush colors me, there, endless,
in pale satin.. rising to soft blush.
I spill hunger to parchment
each sired predawn,
awaiting his heated touch..
tucking my desire between pages
in most intimate, moist pressing~
leave them for him to find;
lined with dried moonlight, in Time.
Therein lies the ‘unspoken conquering’..
his ownership began many lifetimes anon,
and he has known all along;
each lust'full transgression...
the ink never quite drying;
blood rush colors me, there, endless,
in pale satin.. rising to soft blush.
I spill hunger to parchment
each sired predawn,
awaiting his heated touch..
tucking my desire between pages
in most intimate, moist pressing~
leave them for him to find;
lined with dried moonlight, in Time.
Therein lies the ‘unspoken conquering’..
his ownership began many lifetimes anon,
and he has known all along;
each lust'full transgression...
#lust
#sensual
#passion
596 reads
11 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
7th Jun 2021 10:28am
7th Jun 2021 10:28am
Dark drops
Crucified,
letting I Love You’s
bleed from my eyes..
dripping touch~
down each point of my star..
Vision beset, a jade[‘d] red;
the sickle moon~ a falling caress
on raw edges of heart..
Small frame in hang,
cupping light in each palm..
and toes pursed in pain~
slow-painted
in dark drops..
[minus the halo.. and the cross]
..I Love You.
letting I Love You’s
bleed from my eyes..
dripping touch~
down each point of my star..
Vision beset, a jade[‘d] red;
the sickle moon~ a falling caress
on raw edges of heart..
Small frame in hang,
cupping light in each palm..
and toes pursed in pain~
slow-painted
in dark drops..
[minus the halo.. and the cross]
..I Love You.
#love
#dark
#emotional
776 reads
14 Comments
EROTIC POEM
Published
24th Apr 2021 2:17am
24th Apr 2021 2:17am
Rein Me In..
Mind too much, would you-
if I sat for a while,
begged a light for my smoke
just to smile at your smile?
..and if, as we talked,
my ankles stayed crossed-
while knees and world fell apart,
could I trust your dark eyes
to trace every teardrop?
..would you then scent my sorrow;
invite my vexing storm
to sulk upon your lap
‘til heated rein is borne?
..slide my temper down for me..
to the base of your calm,
pressing shatter between us-
simple. soothing. balm.
On this helluva day, ...
if I sat for a while,
begged a light for my smoke
just to smile at your smile?
..and if, as we talked,
my ankles stayed crossed-
while knees and world fell apart,
could I trust your dark eyes
to trace every teardrop?
..would you then scent my sorrow;
invite my vexing storm
to sulk upon your lap
‘til heated rein is borne?
..slide my temper down for me..
to the base of your calm,
pressing shatter between us-
simple. soothing. balm.
On this helluva day, ...
#erotic
#sensual
691 reads
14 Comments
EROTIC POEM
Published
20th Apr 2021 2:08am
20th Apr 2021 2:08am
Instrumental Echoes
Skin a’tremble.. I surrender-
on knees parted before you
like a broken prayer.. in soft~eyed arching..
Watch me, fingers~deep, mimicking your touch;
~a slow writhing of soul~
where you strummed my shadows..
..and my please?.. a beckoning,
licked across your knuckles..
‘Come, play your witch’s harp-
bangin’ the bruises from last night
in smooth D Major..
and I will sing for you again..
on knees parted before you
like a broken prayer.. in soft~eyed arching..
Watch me, fingers~deep, mimicking your touch;
~a slow writhing of soul~
where you strummed my shadows..
..and my please?.. a beckoning,
licked across your knuckles..
‘Come, play your witch’s harp-
bangin’ the bruises from last night
in smooth D Major..
and I will sing for you again..
#erotic
#sensual
607 reads
12 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
8th Feb 2021 8:40pm
8th Feb 2021 8:40pm
Asking..
Tonight, life-enlightened, the asking is hers..
..grimoire unneeded for the pleading,
she knows this one by heart;
words etched on Soul, lifetimes ago,
when skie still boasted ten-thousand stars..
On knees to the Night, spirit open to All,
toes just inside her circle of salts;
spilling faith into a hungry mirror,
adding essence, earth, hardwish and tear..
now five points, her star, highlighted,
by flamed-kissed dreams n’er ignited..
‘Neath shadowed clouds of sacrifice;
her dark head bowed, with forest eyes,
in...
..grimoire unneeded for the pleading,
she knows this one by heart;
words etched on Soul, lifetimes ago,
when skie still boasted ten-thousand stars..
On knees to the Night, spirit open to All,
toes just inside her circle of salts;
spilling faith into a hungry mirror,
adding essence, earth, hardwish and tear..
now five points, her star, highlighted,
by flamed-kissed dreams n’er ignited..
‘Neath shadowed clouds of sacrifice;
her dark head bowed, with forest eyes,
in...
#spiritual
597 reads
5 Comments
EROTIC POEM
Published
31st Jan 2021 12:28pm
31st Jan 2021 12:28pm
mindful Touching
ssshhh.. wherever you are..
Close those deep, damning eyes to the light-
palm up to palm down, feel our heat ssslide,
mingling each moment we have sired in time.
Here, I yield before you.. on raw dream past bruising;
knees carved in moon slices-
arched imp[unity]..
alabaster skin, awaiting your teeth.
Allow me this balance; zoetic centering,
empty into flesh, wet with mindful touching..
diadem~worthy, on dark leather wing-
unravel from shadow.. come, tangle with me.
Close those deep, damning eyes to the light-
palm up to palm down, feel our heat ssslide,
mingling each moment we have sired in time.
Here, I yield before you.. on raw dream past bruising;
knees carved in moon slices-
arched imp[unity]..
alabaster skin, awaiting your teeth.
Allow me this balance; zoetic centering,
empty into flesh, wet with mindful touching..
diadem~worthy, on dark leather wing-
unravel from shadow.. come, tangle with me.
#erotic
#passion
690 reads
12 Comments
EROTIC POEM
Published
10th Jan 2016 9:01pm
10th Jan 2016 9:01pm
Land of In~Betweens..
Lay me back ..and take me there
to the Land of In~Betweens..
..where time holds whispers of your face,
soul lashing my sacred space..
palms lifting my wet well high,
firm convictions pushed inside..
Twisting willful 'neath your grip,
spilling pride unchecked ..upon your chin..
never knowing.. you owned me then.
..when parting my palest pardons,
watching you move above my heart..
rising as a liquid archangel,
sinking demon strokes..[in] freefall..
..and I was wide open flame~
singed by silken tears ..exhaling your name.....
to the Land of In~Betweens..
..where time holds whispers of your face,
soul lashing my sacred space..
palms lifting my wet well high,
firm convictions pushed inside..
Twisting willful 'neath your grip,
spilling pride unchecked ..upon your chin..
never knowing.. you owned me then.
..when parting my palest pardons,
watching you move above my heart..
rising as a liquid archangel,
sinking demon strokes..[in] freefall..
..and I was wide open flame~
singed by silken tears ..exhaling your name.....
1988 reads
37 Comments
DARK POEM
Published
10th Nov 2015 9:40pm
10th Nov 2015 9:40pm
Convictions Reign
I've been prone to hard daydream
sighing too long into night seams,
oils burning far past wondering..
.. will shadows lift my suffering?
I wade in mindspace not my own
embracing melancholia tones..
auratic touch grown fiercely cold..
.. will shadowed wing be all I hold?
[cursed Fates should never be so bold!]
My sorrow leaks as darkest rain,
most greedy bleed of warming waves
disguising hurtful silence lain.
Grasping at mantra, myth and name,
-convictions of a worthy pain-
through memories...
sighing too long into night seams,
oils burning far past wondering..
.. will shadows lift my suffering?
I wade in mindspace not my own
embracing melancholia tones..
auratic touch grown fiercely cold..
.. will shadowed wing be all I hold?
[cursed Fates should never be so bold!]
My sorrow leaks as darkest rain,
most greedy bleed of warming waves
disguising hurtful silence lain.
Grasping at mantra, myth and name,
-convictions of a worthy pain-
through memories...
1271 reads
25 Comments
EROTIC POEM
Published
3rd Nov 2015 7:25pm
3rd Nov 2015 7:25pm
Beneath Spirit Lust
Harnessing arcanum twilight,
~eros leaking songs of pain~
bare shapes of sway darkly entwine..
..rolling bruises on grass stains..
shadowed skins glow soft pink nightshine,
reflecting raw moon lovebites..
..I lay earthly.. charmed and drowning,
lunette bodies pressing tight..
..beneath black silken mysteries
that burn .. within his eyes ..
Lips ravenous.. tongues tangling
~held cruciformed by his knee~
swirling fingers in blushed heat,
palm soaked on passion.. offering..
low carnal touches .. whispered...
~eros leaking songs of pain~
bare shapes of sway darkly entwine..
..rolling bruises on grass stains..
shadowed skins glow soft pink nightshine,
reflecting raw moon lovebites..
..I lay earthly.. charmed and drowning,
lunette bodies pressing tight..
..beneath black silken mysteries
that burn .. within his eyes ..
Lips ravenous.. tongues tangling
~held cruciformed by his knee~
swirling fingers in blushed heat,
palm soaked on passion.. offering..
low carnal touches .. whispered...
1300 reads
23 Comments
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
26th Oct 2015 4:05pm
26th Oct 2015 4:05pm
Sarah Good, Darksighs and Broom [written w/my lovely Zazzles!!]
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=RMbIa7sAJAw
Evanescence "Lose Control".. please listen while reading, ty!
I'll put a spell on you...
I'm not afraid,
I have a bathroom towel for a cape
a straw broom and a peppermint candy stick
for a wand.
an Enchantment charm,
really any spell will do
I wanna make you mine
my erotic JuJu.....
Secrets and hush tones
a laureate minx
soft pink words,
written in light blue ink.
Cornerstone remedies
secret...
Evanescence "Lose Control".. please listen while reading, ty!
I'll put a spell on you...
I'm not afraid,
I have a bathroom towel for a cape
a straw broom and a peppermint candy stick
for a wand.
an Enchantment charm,
really any spell will do
I wanna make you mine
my erotic JuJu.....
Secrets and hush tones
a laureate minx
soft pink words,
written in light blue ink.
Cornerstone remedies
secret...
1497 reads
16 Comments
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