Submissions by looloolookie
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
West Coast living, ocean breathing, student of everything.
LOVE POEM
Published
17th Jul 2015 5:32pm
17th Jul 2015 5:32pm
Him
So oblivious
So kind
Bangs his head
On every
Fucking
Surface
He
Can
Find.
Before I can put my hand between that desperate skull and that gut wrenching wall.
Before I have a chance to show him.....
He sinks, further into an abyss of self loathing and deprecation.
I will miss Him.
So kind
Bangs his head
On every
Fucking
Surface
He
Can
Find.
Before I can put my hand between that desperate skull and that gut wrenching wall.
Before I have a chance to show him.....
He sinks, further into an abyss of self loathing and deprecation.
I will miss Him.
898 reads
10 Comments
EROTIC POEM
Published
12th Jul 2015 10:43pm
12th Jul 2015 10:43pm
Present Fantasy 4
Tepid water trickling
Rivulets like fingertips
Tracing, embracing my curves and
Sun loved skin.
My temp climbs
As the heat of your breath
Spreads against the back of my neck.
Everything rising when
Your lips barely touch.
Hands wrap around my waist
Slide down the tops of my thighs
Up again, to grip my hips
Pull me into your frame,
My backside feels your
Expanding lust.
I'm bracing,
Cool tile under palms.
A tighter pull
Sinks your teeth
In that space between
Neck and shoulder.
A...
Rivulets like fingertips
Tracing, embracing my curves and
Sun loved skin.
My temp climbs
As the heat of your breath
Spreads against the back of my neck.
Everything rising when
Your lips barely touch.
Hands wrap around my waist
Slide down the tops of my thighs
Up again, to grip my hips
Pull me into your frame,
My backside feels your
Expanding lust.
I'm bracing,
Cool tile under palms.
A tighter pull
Sinks your teeth
In that space between
Neck and shoulder.
A...
928 reads
7 Comments
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
12th Jul 2015 8:14am
12th Jul 2015 8:14am
Baudelaire
Multitudes of verse
Multiplying in folds
Magnifying my mind
There's only one though
That makes me want to sing
"Be Drunk"!
The wine goes down
gullet sequestered
Til further notice
Poetry, check!
Virtue, not checked!
Waves, wind and birds
Tell it like it is
Preach!
Smash the clock then
Fall into the stars.
Multiplying in folds
Magnifying my mind
There's only one though
That makes me want to sing
"Be Drunk"!
The wine goes down
gullet sequestered
Til further notice
Poetry, check!
Virtue, not checked!
Waves, wind and birds
Tell it like it is
Preach!
Smash the clock then
Fall into the stars.
693 reads
5 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
11th Jul 2015 5:49am
11th Jul 2015 5:49am
Preservation
Lock it down,
Escape
In books,
In pushing flesh.
Time
Fragments reaching.
Music
Never stops
In this house.
It can't block
Ticking clocks,
Crazy thoughts and
The lies
I know about.
Time
To disappear.
Escape
In books,
In pushing flesh.
Time
Fragments reaching.
Music
Never stops
In this house.
It can't block
Ticking clocks,
Crazy thoughts and
The lies
I know about.
Time
To disappear.
723 reads
4 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
6th Jul 2015 6:26pm
6th Jul 2015 6:26pm
Freedom
Body, tired.
I've replaced you
With an extra
Pilates class.
Pushing muscle
Bone
Screaming fascia
Sweating into it.
'Get out of your head'
Resonating, vibrating.
A moment, an hour
Just enough time
To pull back.
To escape
Seething thoughts,
Blanketing
My life.
Be gone.
I've replaced you
With an extra
Pilates class.
Pushing muscle
Bone
Screaming fascia
Sweating into it.
'Get out of your head'
Resonating, vibrating.
A moment, an hour
Just enough time
To pull back.
To escape
Seething thoughts,
Blanketing
My life.
Be gone.
710 reads
7 Comments
EROTIC POEM
Published
3rd Jul 2015 5:28pm
3rd Jul 2015 5:28pm
More..
I quiver and pulse
At the thought,
Of gentle hands
Binding mine.
Kneeling politely
Eyes turned up
Into Yours,
My mouth opens
As you allow
Me, to circle
The tip
With the tip
Of my tongue.
Inch by gentle inch
Sliding in,
Gliding into
My throat.
Sure hands
Full of my hair,
I won't break the stare
Even as tears roll down,
From your soothing thrusts
Turning rhythmic
Swells your cock,
Expanding my chest
To take it on.
I am yours,
Do what you will.
I'll only give
That's what I do,...
At the thought,
Of gentle hands
Binding mine.
Kneeling politely
Eyes turned up
Into Yours,
My mouth opens
As you allow
Me, to circle
The tip
With the tip
Of my tongue.
Inch by gentle inch
Sliding in,
Gliding into
My throat.
Sure hands
Full of my hair,
I won't break the stare
Even as tears roll down,
From your soothing thrusts
Turning rhythmic
Swells your cock,
Expanding my chest
To take it on.
I am yours,
Do what you will.
I'll only give
That's what I do,...
1156 reads
20 Comments
EROTIC POEM
Published
3rd Jul 2015 4:58pm
3rd Jul 2015 4:58pm
Tease
A promise
You say
A fantasy
You give
Passion filled
Words
Dripping lust
Fueled
Fire burns
Tender
Loins aching
Arching
Lips suck
Fingers
Fuck plush
Wetness
Screen shot
Saved
Next round
Waiting...
You say
A fantasy
You give
Passion filled
Words
Dripping lust
Fueled
Fire burns
Tender
Loins aching
Arching
Lips suck
Fingers
Fuck plush
Wetness
Screen shot
Saved
Next round
Waiting...
1383 reads
8 Comments
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
24th Jun 2015 4:35pm
24th Jun 2015 4:35pm
New York
I'll make my way,
Cutting
Slicing
Thick humidity
Clings to my skin
Deafening crowds
Yellow beasts
Power through
This city
That never sleeps
I love you.
Cutting
Slicing
Thick humidity
Clings to my skin
Deafening crowds
Yellow beasts
Power through
This city
That never sleeps
I love you.
733 reads
14 Comments
EROTIC POEM
Published
24th Jun 2015 3:52pm
24th Jun 2015 3:52pm
Familiar
That old feeling
Starts
Behind my lids
Before
They are open.
Ghost hands
Travel the length
Of this body.
Can it be you
Please?
Your form,
Your hands,
Your lips and eyes
I fall into,
As mine lift.
Moving like
Liquid smoke
Over me.
Caressing every
Curve.
I am a rivulet
Dammed,
Suspended,
Waiting.
Go deeper, and
Deeper still.
Straining to feel
The real
You.
Starts
Behind my lids
Before
They are open.
Ghost hands
Travel the length
Of this body.
Can it be you
Please?
Your form,
Your hands,
Your lips and eyes
I fall into,
As mine lift.
Moving like
Liquid smoke
Over me.
Caressing every
Curve.
I am a rivulet
Dammed,
Suspended,
Waiting.
Go deeper, and
Deeper still.
Straining to feel
The real
You.
841 reads
4 Comments
EROTIC POEM
Published
24th May 2015 6:56am
24th May 2015 6:56am
Thanks
It's late,
I can still
Smell you.
On my skin,
In my hair,
On my sheets.
Satisfied,
But by no means
Satiated.
I asked,
You gave.
Without questions.
My vagina and I,
Thank you.
I can still
Smell you.
On my skin,
In my hair,
On my sheets.
Satisfied,
But by no means
Satiated.
I asked,
You gave.
Without questions.
My vagina and I,
Thank you.
1268 reads
8 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
19th May 2015 4:33am
19th May 2015 4:33am
Muse
I am not,
What you are
To me.
An undercurrent of absence
Drags me under
Filling lungs, expanding cage
Breaking
My heart.
I'm awake, aware
Of this chasm
You have built.
Erecting bridges,
Won't change this.
My expressions, unrequited
Cannot reach you.
If it did...
Feather light, lips
Grazing yours.
Turning urgent,
Prelude to passion.
Pressing into you
Mouths locked, deep
Tongues searching
Drawing it
Out.
Holding you there, ...
What you are
To me.
An undercurrent of absence
Drags me under
Filling lungs, expanding cage
Breaking
My heart.
I'm awake, aware
Of this chasm
You have built.
Erecting bridges,
Won't change this.
My expressions, unrequited
Cannot reach you.
If it did...
Feather light, lips
Grazing yours.
Turning urgent,
Prelude to passion.
Pressing into you
Mouths locked, deep
Tongues searching
Drawing it
Out.
Holding you there, ...
957 reads
11 Comments
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
16th May 2015 7:39pm
16th May 2015 7:39pm
The Functionalist
Violence witnessed
Far too young,
Father hurt mother.
In front of him,
Broke a door.
Her eyes vacant,
Body limp
As assault
After assault,
Took her
Away.
Across from me,
His face feature full
Blue orbs,
Lips parted when still.
His 50 years cannot
Hide the child.
Self preservation intact.
I am upright,
Tentative,
His story,
Sinks in.
There is no
Reward system, for him.
Learned reduction of
Dopamine,
No expectations,
No wants,
No cravings.
He is simply
A...
Far too young,
Father hurt mother.
In front of him,
Broke a door.
Her eyes vacant,
Body limp
As assault
After assault,
Took her
Away.
Across from me,
His face feature full
Blue orbs,
Lips parted when still.
His 50 years cannot
Hide the child.
Self preservation intact.
I am upright,
Tentative,
His story,
Sinks in.
There is no
Reward system, for him.
Learned reduction of
Dopamine,
No expectations,
No wants,
No cravings.
He is simply
A...
822 reads
4 Comments
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