Submissions by jum1208
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
Hope you enjoy my pieces; I never intended them for the public, but here they are, naked and eXposed just for you. Critique away, i'm no poet... just someone who needed to vent ;) Thank you jm
LOVE POEM
Published
2nd Dec 2011 10:17pm
2nd Dec 2011 10:17pm
She Text me this Morning
She text me this morning, "It's a sad day."
Pero mija, think about good things. Think…think about…think about those watermelon lips, those honey suckle hips, that Reeses Pieces brown—pretty thing you got down, mmm!
How about that red Skittle clit, the one that always dripped down the slit; ooh, you did splits, and how I loved those cinnamon cup-cake tits. Dios mio, where is this going…big ol' cute booty, needed a towing; how you use to lick, this long, fat thick; sucked so hard, the head started glowing. Nasty boy, huh?
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Pero mija, think about good things. Think…think about…think about those watermelon lips, those honey suckle hips, that Reeses Pieces brown—pretty thing you got down, mmm!
How about that red Skittle clit, the one that always dripped down the slit; ooh, you did splits, and how I loved those cinnamon cup-cake tits. Dios mio, where is this going…big ol' cute booty, needed a towing; how you use to lick, this long, fat thick; sucked so hard, the head started glowing. Nasty boy, huh?
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947 reads
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LOVE POEM
Published
1st Dec 2011 10:33pm
1st Dec 2011 10:33pm
My Darling Baby
My darling, darling baby.
Oh, my darling, darling, sweet, tender baby.
On one sturdy knee, looking stone-still above at the royal blue sky
Dark as a shadow, flashes and impulses of lightning, highlight me like popcorn yellow fireworks
The moist, swampy breasts of hills rolling melodiously with each deep moan of thunderous yawp
Strong oak arms branching out from my tight chest, robust ox of a man
Neck muscles, veins from the jawbone rooting down to my deltoids
Mija I'm your man
On one knee darling baby, on one knee
Freezing rain, fervent...
Oh, my darling, darling, sweet, tender baby.
On one sturdy knee, looking stone-still above at the royal blue sky
Dark as a shadow, flashes and impulses of lightning, highlight me like popcorn yellow fireworks
The moist, swampy breasts of hills rolling melodiously with each deep moan of thunderous yawp
Strong oak arms branching out from my tight chest, robust ox of a man
Neck muscles, veins from the jawbone rooting down to my deltoids
Mija I'm your man
On one knee darling baby, on one knee
Freezing rain, fervent...
725 reads
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LOVE POEM
Published
1st Dec 2011 10:30pm
1st Dec 2011 10:30pm
Guess the Disguise, Perhaps Win a Prize: Melodic Need of Attention
Soft, caramel skin; butterscotch nipples; juicy plump peach; curious eyes, black Egyptian felt hair, smelt like a garden of orchids. Hair black as the Nile, black like a crow.
Eyes deep as the darkest river, lips plump like pumpkin skin, breathe like Carnation milk. Her voice sweet and soothing, kind of like a hummingbird's hymn, so precious, so delicate, so discrete, dim. Early this morning, whispers, never seething, so light we could still hear the quietest creatures, crackling leaves outside your Ocean home.
Eyes deep as the darkest river, lips plump like pumpkin skin, breathe like Carnation milk. Her voice sweet and soothing, kind of like a hummingbird's hymn, so precious, so delicate, so discrete, dim. Early this morning, whispers, never seething, so light we could still hear the quietest creatures, crackling leaves outside your Ocean home.
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LOVE POEM
Published
24th Nov 2011 8:06pm
24th Nov 2011 8:06pm
Oh How the Wind Blows
Oh, how the wind blows
My, how've things changed since we were lost in each other. Baby, I'm a man now. I've seen bars of many kinds. I've seen war. I've seen death. I've seen darkness. I've seen, I've seen, I've seen the light baby, the light, bright and almost hyper; it seemed so unreal. Oh, but how badly I want to see you again, my little preponderous plague, my thoughts strenuously carry you.
Remember when we.. And how we... Oh, sweetie, you use to...
Where did it all go? Point is: it's all gone, traces floating gently via the mind's wind, exchanging drifts of...
My, how've things changed since we were lost in each other. Baby, I'm a man now. I've seen bars of many kinds. I've seen war. I've seen death. I've seen darkness. I've seen, I've seen, I've seen the light baby, the light, bright and almost hyper; it seemed so unreal. Oh, but how badly I want to see you again, my little preponderous plague, my thoughts strenuously carry you.
Remember when we.. And how we... Oh, sweetie, you use to...
Where did it all go? Point is: it's all gone, traces floating gently via the mind's wind, exchanging drifts of...
835 reads
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LOVE POEM
Published
24th Nov 2011 8:03pm
24th Nov 2011 8:03pm
Been A Long Time Since We Fffff.......
715 reads
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LOVE POEM
Published
23rd Nov 2011 8:46pm
23rd Nov 2011 8:46pm
Do you Remember me, Cause I Remember you...
Addictive baby, that's what you can call it. Do you know what you turned into: my little alcoholic. Why you continue to persist? I keep neglecting you, love; seems you can't resist, now you gotta get shoved, you keep getting pissed.
Perhaps you remember that long...
And how wet you use to....
In fact, now that I think about it, before me you never even...
Ooooohhhh
Haven't been around, who turned off your faucet? I told you never to tell about me, to keep me in closet. Ooh you use to bleed, squirt, shout, and scream (shoot almost all the way across...
Perhaps you remember that long...
And how wet you use to....
In fact, now that I think about it, before me you never even...
Ooooohhhh
Haven't been around, who turned off your faucet? I told you never to tell about me, to keep me in closet. Ooh you use to bleed, squirt, shout, and scream (shoot almost all the way across...
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LOVE POEM
Published
23rd Nov 2011 8:41pm
23rd Nov 2011 8:41pm
Cubana Holiday
Silence, please, give me silence; give me something to suppress that stink, unrest. Snakes are plenty; of course you're not any; you, you never tried to play me. Slither away, slimy, silk, a stench I just can't fathom.
A mystery, your breath smells so vulgar; you don't even suck dick, well maybe, just not.... well? Ooh did I hurt you blossom? But how many have you hurt?
You're so classy though, Billy Holliday plays.
What a concubine song? So many walked carelessly to it on the devil's guile, black tongue, you belonging there with the rest of his squalidly fetid...
A mystery, your breath smells so vulgar; you don't even suck dick, well maybe, just not.... well? Ooh did I hurt you blossom? But how many have you hurt?
You're so classy though, Billy Holliday plays.
What a concubine song? So many walked carelessly to it on the devil's guile, black tongue, you belonging there with the rest of his squalidly fetid...
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EROTIC POEM
Published
22nd Nov 2011 7:28pm
22nd Nov 2011 7:28pm
Latina Sugar
Latina Sugar
Taste of that Mayan bronze neck, one faint vein on the lower side, precise and tantalizing; it twitches and propels to me, "what kind of a game is this?"
Licking up the throat, but it familiarly knowing what's taking place,
Blizzard cold, slippery, wet
Don't even speak English, yet you mope
That's universal
Shall we begin your rehearsal?
Aqui estoy azúcar
Fleshy legs shook like gravitating ground, now they circle with rhythm
Ever heard of Tanga?
Lol,
This is some of that after mid-night, hot...
Taste of that Mayan bronze neck, one faint vein on the lower side, precise and tantalizing; it twitches and propels to me, "what kind of a game is this?"
Licking up the throat, but it familiarly knowing what's taking place,
Blizzard cold, slippery, wet
Don't even speak English, yet you mope
That's universal
Shall we begin your rehearsal?
Aqui estoy azúcar
Fleshy legs shook like gravitating ground, now they circle with rhythm
Ever heard of Tanga?
Lol,
This is some of that after mid-night, hot...
923 reads
1 Comment
LOVE POEM
Published
22nd Nov 2011 7:26pm
22nd Nov 2011 7:26pm
Salvadorian Sun
This very morning I can imagine cold, crispy sheets around my bronze back, torso leaning into her... Those never-ending legs, scissored around my solarplexes... lightly dancing with each gentle thrust I give her. Rhythm, ooooh...
Her sexy eyes close, my eyes open. The cold sheets thaw, warm liquid running down the crevices, those delicate breast, hot nipples tickle my chest.
Aww the window mirrors that beautiful morning sun, that El Salvadorean sun-- tepid rays embrace my neck, oh lord. The suction lightens, slowing pumping and pulling from those folded, sodden lips. First...
Her sexy eyes close, my eyes open. The cold sheets thaw, warm liquid running down the crevices, those delicate breast, hot nipples tickle my chest.
Aww the window mirrors that beautiful morning sun, that El Salvadorean sun-- tepid rays embrace my neck, oh lord. The suction lightens, slowing pumping and pulling from those folded, sodden lips. First...
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