Submissions by looloolookie
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
West Coast living, ocean breathing, student of everything.
Cocksucker Lips
I've heard it many times,
How great my lips are,
How good they suck.
How hot they look wrapped
Around that rock hard cock.
It's just porn for some,
Art for others and
Gratitude, for most.
And I love it.
I give good worship,
Yet not just any will do,
I'm a picky one.
It must be straight
Perhaps a slight curve
I'll allow.
I don't care about hair,
Or shaved for that matter.
You must be proud
Of that swinging beast.
I'll start slow and low
Work a trail up,
Little licks from my tongue
To the...
How great my lips are,
How good they suck.
How hot they look wrapped
Around that rock hard cock.
It's just porn for some,
Art for others and
Gratitude, for most.
And I love it.
I give good worship,
Yet not just any will do,
I'm a picky one.
It must be straight
Perhaps a slight curve
I'll allow.
I don't care about hair,
Or shaved for that matter.
You must be proud
Of that swinging beast.
I'll start slow and low
Work a trail up,
Little licks from my tongue
To the...
1072 reads
6 Comments
As You Were...
I've been grieving you
Since I met you.
Thought I did it right,
Proper.
Right chanels...right people.
Fuck...
Why does it take so long,
For my heart to catch up?
How does my body know
Before my soul does?
I've been crying over you,
Since I fucking met you.
Even while you held me,
Loved me
Made love to me..I cried,
At the mere thought of you.
Arms long, hands that seemed
Everywhere at once.
Warming me. Holding
Every single inch of me.
I can't stop grieving you.
Maybe,
It will stop
When you...
Since I met you.
Thought I did it right,
Proper.
Right chanels...right people.
Fuck...
Why does it take so long,
For my heart to catch up?
How does my body know
Before my soul does?
I've been crying over you,
Since I fucking met you.
Even while you held me,
Loved me
Made love to me..I cried,
At the mere thought of you.
Arms long, hands that seemed
Everywhere at once.
Warming me. Holding
Every single inch of me.
I can't stop grieving you.
Maybe,
It will stop
When you...
758 reads
2 Comments
A Different Kind
Finally,
I'm bound by words.
Strung up in ecstasy
Spilling like my breasts,
Over this corset.
An ache,
A pulsing ache
Put there by you.
You.
My hand is yours,
Directed, quite simply,
Teaching me a lesson.
'That's a good girl'
I giggle inside...
What that does to me.
It's wrong,
But I'm wet.
Trained to be ready,
Trained to submit,
Trained to obey.
My pussy,
What a push over.
I'm bound by words.
Strung up in ecstasy
Spilling like my breasts,
Over this corset.
An ache,
A pulsing ache
Put there by you.
You.
My hand is yours,
Directed, quite simply,
Teaching me a lesson.
'That's a good girl'
I giggle inside...
What that does to me.
It's wrong,
But I'm wet.
Trained to be ready,
Trained to submit,
Trained to obey.
My pussy,
What a push over.
1088 reads
16 Comments
Cam Girl, Not Really
It's not my thing,
First time out,
You saw me.
My screen blew up
'So and so' wants
Access and
Private chats,
Inundated.
You told me how to turn it off,
So I did.
Just one focus,
That became you.
Time moves quickly
When you're having fun,
Beginning winter
Has turned to Mid.
My focus, you
Filled my mind
My imagination,
Fantasies soaking panties.
Your growl, your animal
Increased my beat.
Feeling wanted, just me,
Silly girl.
We move in our worlds,
That's real. Time is real.
It...
First time out,
You saw me.
My screen blew up
'So and so' wants
Access and
Private chats,
Inundated.
You told me how to turn it off,
So I did.
Just one focus,
That became you.
Time moves quickly
When you're having fun,
Beginning winter
Has turned to Mid.
My focus, you
Filled my mind
My imagination,
Fantasies soaking panties.
Your growl, your animal
Increased my beat.
Feeling wanted, just me,
Silly girl.
We move in our worlds,
That's real. Time is real.
It...
1139 reads
8 Comments
Manipulator
Be alone,
Just for awhile
Stop siphoning
The souls of good men.
Your need for comfort
Is arbitrary to anything
Or anyone else and
Your business is tiresome.
Cultivate some self worth.
Get off...
The pity pot,
Manipulator.
Just for awhile
Stop siphoning
The souls of good men.
Your need for comfort
Is arbitrary to anything
Or anyone else and
Your business is tiresome.
Cultivate some self worth.
Get off...
The pity pot,
Manipulator.
1136 reads
13 Comments
Boxers
I found them today
Under my bed,
The boxers you left behind.
Tight little Nike's
I put them on.
I laid back on my duvet,
I remembered you.
Running my hand over the cloth
Rubbing myself, like
How I rubbed you
To a full hard beautiful cock.
The best I've seen,
Trapped beneath.
Wearing them
Feeling them, it's turning me on.
My fingers dip into
Those tight little shorts
Finding my wetness
Spreading slippery
Over my smooth lips
And throbbing clit.
My breath is getting...
Under my bed,
The boxers you left behind.
Tight little Nike's
I put them on.
I laid back on my duvet,
I remembered you.
Running my hand over the cloth
Rubbing myself, like
How I rubbed you
To a full hard beautiful cock.
The best I've seen,
Trapped beneath.
Wearing them
Feeling them, it's turning me on.
My fingers dip into
Those tight little shorts
Finding my wetness
Spreading slippery
Over my smooth lips
And throbbing clit.
My breath is getting...
1272 reads
24 Comments
Happening
Something is happening
It feels big,
My universe expands
I breathe into it.
Not sure what's happening
I feel feather light
Am I in it?
It's unconditional, this much I know.
The happening began
When I decided to let go.
Let go
Let go
Let go
Of shame.
It feels big,
My universe expands
I breathe into it.
Not sure what's happening
I feel feather light
Am I in it?
It's unconditional, this much I know.
The happening began
When I decided to let go.
Let go
Let go
Let go
Of shame.
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10 Comments
That Moment Changed Me Forever
Filled my life with busy
So much busy,
Didn't even notice, or care, really
That the one I supposedly loved
Was making plans.
The noise of his impatience,
Cinched the drawstrings
A little more each day
'Your getting fat'
'You don't look healthy'
'You need to go to the gym'
'Your breasts are starting to droop'
And I stood there,
And took it
With a 'I know'
And 'Sorry'.
Who the fuck was that!!??
Usual morning it was,
Early, so early,
Business we owned
Had to be opened.
He slept in, as I did...
So much busy,
Didn't even notice, or care, really
That the one I supposedly loved
Was making plans.
The noise of his impatience,
Cinched the drawstrings
A little more each day
'Your getting fat'
'You don't look healthy'
'You need to go to the gym'
'Your breasts are starting to droop'
And I stood there,
And took it
With a 'I know'
And 'Sorry'.
Who the fuck was that!!??
Usual morning it was,
Early, so early,
Business we owned
Had to be opened.
He slept in, as I did...
863 reads
11 Comments
IDFK Anything
I shift,
To this ever evolving world.
Not knowing my purpose
Smashing my head against it.
There is no purpose, I hear
There is only living
Full
Content
Extracting my self preservation
Against a negative tide
With a rip to suck all
Into a black hole of 'what's' and 'why's'.
Yearning makes for art
Art makes for enlightenment
Enlightenment makes for peace
Peace is the purpose.
Right?
To this ever evolving world.
Not knowing my purpose
Smashing my head against it.
There is no purpose, I hear
There is only living
Full
Content
Extracting my self preservation
Against a negative tide
With a rip to suck all
Into a black hole of 'what's' and 'why's'.
Yearning makes for art
Art makes for enlightenment
Enlightenment makes for peace
Peace is the purpose.
Right?
861 reads
16 Comments
Father
Late night overture
Slinging operatic blame
I hid in the hallway.
She told him to get out,
So he did.
Slurring his way
Down the stairs and
Into the 70's van.
Leaving
Left
Gone.
Years pass, this little girl
Waits.
She still waits,
Crouched low in a woman's mind.
Talk therapy dissipates
Unresolved, faked.
It hits you like that,
Hard, unrelenting smile
Behind it, hidden.
He was supposed to love me,
Not having any of his own
He simply couldn't.
An empty well
A vassal of nothing
A...
Slinging operatic blame
I hid in the hallway.
She told him to get out,
So he did.
Slurring his way
Down the stairs and
Into the 70's van.
Leaving
Left
Gone.
Years pass, this little girl
Waits.
She still waits,
Crouched low in a woman's mind.
Talk therapy dissipates
Unresolved, faked.
It hits you like that,
Hard, unrelenting smile
Behind it, hidden.
He was supposed to love me,
Not having any of his own
He simply couldn't.
An empty well
A vassal of nothing
A...
832 reads
11 Comments
Crazy Lady
You make me feel like a crazy lady.
The innuendos posted
Like runway lights
On a tarmac at night.
Guiding me in
Easing the landing
This bird,
Is not made of metal.
Remember that.
That,
Would be good.
The innuendos posted
Like runway lights
On a tarmac at night.
Guiding me in
Easing the landing
This bird,
Is not made of metal.
Remember that.
That,
Would be good.
687 reads
4 Comments
Night
Hit with it,
At night
The longing.
To be filled
Motion swayed.
Engulfing you,
With scents,
Senses sitting atop
Precipices.
Teetering there,
Mind fuck
Fucking with
Me.
Distance....time...
Mind fuck.
At night
The longing.
To be filled
Motion swayed.
Engulfing you,
With scents,
Senses sitting atop
Precipices.
Teetering there,
Mind fuck
Fucking with
Me.
Distance....time...
Mind fuck.
1072 reads
12 Comments
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