Submissions by lmoses2 (Emmanuelle Monet)
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
The purpose of my poetry is to give you a clever look at love and sex..What ever I feel I write.
EROTIC POEM
Published
15th Aug 2011 11:14pm
15th Aug 2011 11:14pm
Love Missin
I miss love
So badly that last night
I set my bed on fire
It was sexless and lonely
So I felt it should no longer be subjected to misery
I slept in the ashes hoping to experience
something
I'm to blame
My loveless existence is my own self infliction
I've replace the feeling of ecstasy between my thighs
With irrelevant games of chase
sarcastic hellos
And witty goodbyes
I remember when Friday nights
ended with
...
So badly that last night
I set my bed on fire
It was sexless and lonely
So I felt it should no longer be subjected to misery
I slept in the ashes hoping to experience
something
I'm to blame
My loveless existence is my own self infliction
I've replace the feeling of ecstasy between my thighs
With irrelevant games of chase
sarcastic hellos
And witty goodbyes
I remember when Friday nights
ended with
...
1142 reads
6 Comments
EROTIC POEM
Published
15th Aug 2011 00:50am
15th Aug 2011 00:50am
His Hostility Towards Me
1248 reads
9 Comments
EROTIC POEM
Published
15th Aug 2011 00:26am
15th Aug 2011 00:26am
Midnight Reminiscing
If no one knows, I'm sure to tell them
Where ever seas may flow and where ever I may sail them
I will savor the taste of you
Every drop,
I devour it all
never wasteful.
To be given a chance to experience a god like you I am forever grateful.
Where ever seas may flow and where ever I may sail them
I will savor the taste of you
Every drop,
I devour it all
never wasteful.
To be given a chance to experience a god like you I am forever grateful.
1159 reads
3 Comments
EROTIC POEM
Published
12th Aug 2011 5:15pm
12th Aug 2011 5:15pm
The Resurrection of Romance
I
walk around this castle
naked
Because that’s the way he likes it
On those hideaway weekends
when he locks me in
It's just us two
from dust to dawn
I have nothing on
There is nothing sexier he says
Then the curves I flaunt
around the kitchen
Bedroom
Backyard etc.
At any point
He takes what he wants
I’m the prey and he the...
walk around this castle
naked
Because that’s the way he likes it
On those hideaway weekends
when he locks me in
It's just us two
from dust to dawn
I have nothing on
There is nothing sexier he says
Then the curves I flaunt
around the kitchen
Bedroom
Backyard etc.
At any point
He takes what he wants
I’m the prey and he the...
1331 reads
9 Comments
EROTIC POEM
Published
12th Aug 2011 6:33am
12th Aug 2011 6:33am
Naked Mornings
I woke up this morning alone,
because that's how I fell asleep
But in between
you invaded my dreams
And I've must've tossed and turned
all night long
Pleasured by whatever you did to me
because I woke up with nothing on
because that's how I fell asleep
But in between
you invaded my dreams
And I've must've tossed and turned
all night long
Pleasured by whatever you did to me
because I woke up with nothing on
1605 reads
5 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
11th Aug 2011 5:37pm
11th Aug 2011 5:37pm
Burned
He was a king..
Lured by his fire
I came to him
He was a great man
Greater than any deity I ever known
His strength surrounded me
I bowed to him
He was my conqueror
Wanting nothing less than my soul
He stood strong in his command
He insisted the lead
and I followed
He was a great warrior
His crusades were brilliant
With respect and honor
He reigned …
His spell possessed me
He was a magnificent ruler...
Lured by his fire
I came to him
He was a great man
Greater than any deity I ever known
His strength surrounded me
I bowed to him
He was my conqueror
Wanting nothing less than my soul
He stood strong in his command
He insisted the lead
and I followed
He was a great warrior
His crusades were brilliant
With respect and honor
He reigned …
His spell possessed me
He was a magnificent ruler...
1030 reads
7 Comments
EROTIC POEM
Published
11th Aug 2011 8:29am
11th Aug 2011 8:29am
His Pants
When I think of him
I think of his pants sweeping his thighs
The caressing of the silk
Relaxes him
Then
the material surrounds his length
Touching further the tip of his shaft
The wind blows
making it grow and
roll back and forth
As he walks
it rises and hardens
making love to the seams
Damn I wish I was his pants
I think of his pants sweeping his thighs
The caressing of the silk
Relaxes him
Then
the material surrounds his length
Touching further the tip of his shaft
The wind blows
making it grow and
roll back and forth
As he walks
it rises and hardens
making love to the seams
Damn I wish I was his pants
1080 reads
2 Comments
EROTIC POEM
Published
10th Aug 2011 11:10pm
10th Aug 2011 11:10pm
I've Always Adored You
I've always adored you
Watched you from afar
Admired you
The most beautiful thing
When I finally had you
It was like dreaming of a parallel universe
Where you were the stars and
my body was the earth
a superlative glow
How you shined
In that moment
that you were mine.
There were no whispers
Or shady judgments
No one to tell
No one to know
Making love
Boldly thunderous the sounds...
Watched you from afar
Admired you
The most beautiful thing
When I finally had you
It was like dreaming of a parallel universe
Where you were the stars and
my body was the earth
a superlative glow
How you shined
In that moment
that you were mine.
There were no whispers
Or shady judgments
No one to tell
No one to know
Making love
Boldly thunderous the sounds...
1594 reads
5 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
10th Aug 2011 3:09pm
10th Aug 2011 3:09pm
The Compromise Between a Man and a Woman.
You want a good girl,
sweet and pure like the word virgin.
But I'm a woman.
I can't promise purity from inexperience.
My heart
along with my body,
have experienced love and lost of love.
I'm proud of that.
I have gained something that is better than innocence.
I have wisdom and understanding of self.
I will not try to persuade you
by disguising my womanhood with girl like acts
or outlandish fairy tales hiding the truth.
I will not compromise my inner peace
and trade it in for adolescent insecurity
to make you feel like...
sweet and pure like the word virgin.
But I'm a woman.
I can't promise purity from inexperience.
My heart
along with my body,
have experienced love and lost of love.
I'm proud of that.
I have gained something that is better than innocence.
I have wisdom and understanding of self.
I will not try to persuade you
by disguising my womanhood with girl like acts
or outlandish fairy tales hiding the truth.
I will not compromise my inner peace
and trade it in for adolescent insecurity
to make you feel like...
3323 reads
4 Comments
EROTIC POEM
Published
10th Aug 2011 3:04pm
10th Aug 2011 3:04pm
Minutes
Its a wild ride
when you are completely
intoxicated with obsession for someone.
The sweet sorrow and pain.
The pleasure in suffering.
Making the love intense and addicting.
You realize and admit your addiction to the erotic.
Your whole being fiends for it.
You enjoy every second you are under his spell.
To feel owned by your lover.
The craving to be controlled punished by his hands.
You down on your knees pleading for his demands,
as you are enslaved
for his satisfaction.
And, at the pinnacle of surrender, ...
when you are completely
intoxicated with obsession for someone.
The sweet sorrow and pain.
The pleasure in suffering.
Making the love intense and addicting.
You realize and admit your addiction to the erotic.
Your whole being fiends for it.
You enjoy every second you are under his spell.
To feel owned by your lover.
The craving to be controlled punished by his hands.
You down on your knees pleading for his demands,
as you are enslaved
for his satisfaction.
And, at the pinnacle of surrender, ...
1348 reads
6 Comments
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