Submissions by maggie
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
LOVE POEM
Published
4th Feb 2015 6:56am
4th Feb 2015 6:56am
"Come"
Come to me baby
I need you darling,
everything hurt at your absence.
Come and dry my tears, don't let me
drown within my own tears. Rub a feather
inside my ear, make me feel sweeter than honey
I'll see the rainbow, you're my coconut water,
refresh my soul. Yes, come to me baby.
By: Margareth Debrosse
I need you darling,
everything hurt at your absence.
Come and dry my tears, don't let me
drown within my own tears. Rub a feather
inside my ear, make me feel sweeter than honey
I'll see the rainbow, you're my coconut water,
refresh my soul. Yes, come to me baby.
By: Margareth Debrosse
771 reads
2 Comments
EROTIC POEM
Published
4th Feb 2015 6:44am
4th Feb 2015 6:44am
"The Baguette"
Stop staring at both mangoes
They are perky as the pears
Put the banana between them,
you'll be sweet as the apples...
oh the plums are soft and delicate.
You can navigate downward to the pie,
it's fluffy and tasty; not too juicy,
not too dry, and it's just the way you
like it.
The angels' hair are decorations, honey,
start eating the pie slowly, don't worry,
you'll put the baguette inside the basket
later.
Stop staring at both mangoes, start eating
the pie atop the stove, it's fluffy and tasty.
Oh, you'll put the...
They are perky as the pears
Put the banana between them,
you'll be sweet as the apples...
oh the plums are soft and delicate.
You can navigate downward to the pie,
it's fluffy and tasty; not too juicy,
not too dry, and it's just the way you
like it.
The angels' hair are decorations, honey,
start eating the pie slowly, don't worry,
you'll put the baguette inside the basket
later.
Stop staring at both mangoes, start eating
the pie atop the stove, it's fluffy and tasty.
Oh, you'll put the...
901 reads
2 Comments
EROTIC POEM
Published
7th Apr 2014 6:50am
7th Apr 2014 6:50am
Dream Catcher
I didn't wanna wake up
Wanna fall asleep again
A splendid dream filled
with lust. I stepped on
the sixty-ninth floor, like
a yin and yen I blew his sax
and he ate my pie.
The radio was playing the song
called "Mr Big Stuff"; I was shaking
my "bum bum", he grabbed my boobs from
the back. Please! Let me go back to that
dream.
It was a vivid dream, excitement on satin
sheet as we wrestled, he pulled out the dragon
At the sight of the dragon, drivel came from my
cat's mouth. A splendid dream filled with...
Wanna fall asleep again
A splendid dream filled
with lust. I stepped on
the sixty-ninth floor, like
a yin and yen I blew his sax
and he ate my pie.
The radio was playing the song
called "Mr Big Stuff"; I was shaking
my "bum bum", he grabbed my boobs from
the back. Please! Let me go back to that
dream.
It was a vivid dream, excitement on satin
sheet as we wrestled, he pulled out the dragon
At the sight of the dragon, drivel came from my
cat's mouth. A splendid dream filled with...
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EROTIC POEM
Published
17th Mar 2014 10:27am
17th Mar 2014 10:27am
She's Hermaphrodite
Hey! She's hermaphrodite
She been blessed with life's
most pleasurable weapons,like
an ouroboros she accommodates
herself.
It's a bow and arrow, a ball and
socket, the stamens and pistils in
the same flower, and cupid and Venus.
A gigantic snake and a chubby cat,when
they meet they make fireworks; a perfect
fit that blows the mind. Oh, she's hermaphrodite.
By: Margareth Debrosse
She been blessed with life's
most pleasurable weapons,like
an ouroboros she accommodates
herself.
It's a bow and arrow, a ball and
socket, the stamens and pistils in
the same flower, and cupid and Venus.
A gigantic snake and a chubby cat,when
they meet they make fireworks; a perfect
fit that blows the mind. Oh, she's hermaphrodite.
By: Margareth Debrosse
668 reads
1 Comment
EROTIC POEM
Published
15th Mar 2014 7:58am
15th Mar 2014 7:58am
The Mountain Top
Your body is my canvas
and my tongue the paintbrush
I'll start kissing you on your
third eye,the tip of your nose,
and softly on your moist lips.
Pour whipped cream on the banana
and gargle the grapes. Sweep my tommy
with your lustrous hair;your bosoms are
like firm round mangoes. Oh darling, I'll
pour lavender oil on your thick rear, I'll
make it shine as a mirror so I can see my face
on that pumpkin pie. Yes sweetheart, I'm gonna
turn you upside down, the honeycomb in my mouth
...
and my tongue the paintbrush
I'll start kissing you on your
third eye,the tip of your nose,
and softly on your moist lips.
Pour whipped cream on the banana
and gargle the grapes. Sweep my tommy
with your lustrous hair;your bosoms are
like firm round mangoes. Oh darling, I'll
pour lavender oil on your thick rear, I'll
make it shine as a mirror so I can see my face
on that pumpkin pie. Yes sweetheart, I'm gonna
turn you upside down, the honeycomb in my mouth
...
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EROTIC POEM
Published
15th Mar 2014 6:27am
15th Mar 2014 6:27am
Fry The Plantain
You in front of the
typewriter seem to be tired
It was a busy day,but you look
stunning in this tight skirt, it
emphasize these sexy legs.
Come inside my box, I'll relax your
mind you devil you; you're my temptation
I'm drooling with desire, remove the undergarments
and hop on the ripe plantain. Don't worry about the
two potatoes,they just acessories and look like prunes
at time. Come on baby, the plantain is just the right length,
only seven inches long. Oh, my angel, fry the plantain in your...
typewriter seem to be tired
It was a busy day,but you look
stunning in this tight skirt, it
emphasize these sexy legs.
Come inside my box, I'll relax your
mind you devil you; you're my temptation
I'm drooling with desire, remove the undergarments
and hop on the ripe plantain. Don't worry about the
two potatoes,they just acessories and look like prunes
at time. Come on baby, the plantain is just the right length,
only seven inches long. Oh, my angel, fry the plantain in your...
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EROTIC POEM
Published
14th Mar 2014 7:08am
14th Mar 2014 7:08am
A Rare Specie
On her divan
she lays in black
fishinet jumper,lustrous
ringlets, bloody red lipstick,
and spiked heel.
she's a rare specie tonight; she'll
drink chablis from the shaft and mounts
her horse backward and navigates on water
mattress and mirrored ceiling and whipped
cream great toe as pacifier. Oh, she's a rare
spicie tonight.
By: Margareth Debrosse
she lays in black
fishinet jumper,lustrous
ringlets, bloody red lipstick,
and spiked heel.
she's a rare specie tonight; she'll
drink chablis from the shaft and mounts
her horse backward and navigates on water
mattress and mirrored ceiling and whipped
cream great toe as pacifier. Oh, she's a rare
spicie tonight.
By: Margareth Debrosse
656 reads
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EROTIC POEM
Published
14th Mar 2014 6:42am
14th Mar 2014 6:42am
Like A Bottle Of Champagne
Her firm bouncing
yellow buttocks in
red lace thong, twerking
on black & white tile while
he sits on a gold and purple victorian
chair, holding the bat.
She gracefully twerks on the marble floor
and straddle the wooden horse. Wearing her
black cowboy hat. Warm salted sweat roll
down his body as he plays music with his flute
like an accordion
Oh! She twerks and twerks till he popped like a bottle
of champagne.
By: Margareth Debrosse
yellow buttocks in
red lace thong, twerking
on black & white tile while
he sits on a gold and purple victorian
chair, holding the bat.
She gracefully twerks on the marble floor
and straddle the wooden horse. Wearing her
black cowboy hat. Warm salted sweat roll
down his body as he plays music with his flute
like an accordion
Oh! She twerks and twerks till he popped like a bottle
of champagne.
By: Margareth Debrosse
689 reads
1 Comment
EROTIC POEM
Published
20th Feb 2013 5:45am
20th Feb 2013 5:45am
King Cobra
Oh! king cobra, how
big is your head...
So shiny with a crown
around it like the tour
of babel.
With your head this thick,
it makes it hard to penetrate
my niche without the painful
sound ouch!
Once you're inside, it's pleasure
all the way. Ooh, I like your rotating
rhythm . You navigate in the canal so
well. O, king cobra, you're the Champ!
So thick and long,just the way I like it
Ssssss, I wanna bite you, squeeze you, and
engulf you in my furnace
Yes, king cobra,you look so mean when you're
aroused;...
big is your head...
So shiny with a crown
around it like the tour
of babel.
With your head this thick,
it makes it hard to penetrate
my niche without the painful
sound ouch!
Once you're inside, it's pleasure
all the way. Ooh, I like your rotating
rhythm . You navigate in the canal so
well. O, king cobra, you're the Champ!
So thick and long,just the way I like it
Ssssss, I wanna bite you, squeeze you, and
engulf you in my furnace
Yes, king cobra,you look so mean when you're
aroused;...
1170 reads
4 Comments
EROTIC POEM
Published
20th Feb 2013 5:14am
20th Feb 2013 5:14am
I see
I see the furnace
is not enough to shoot
you to mars...
So, you want the straight
jacket to hold you tight
They both taste like virgin
honey. One brings you to the
moon, and the other takes you
to mars.
By: Margareth Debrosse
is not enough to shoot
you to mars...
So, you want the straight
jacket to hold you tight
They both taste like virgin
honey. One brings you to the
moon, and the other takes you
to mars.
By: Margareth Debrosse
591 reads
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EROTIC POEM
Published
6th Dec 2012 6:31am
6th Dec 2012 6:31am
Pain My Canvas
Right at this moment, I'm
in the mood for a piece of
art work.
Pull out your pain brush and
work on my canvas...
Use your imagination and pain
beautiful scenery .
For instant, on the ocean, see
how peaceful the man sit in the
boat? I want you to stroke his
head gently with your brush.
Like in the kitchen, please mop
my floor with your tongue softly
Oh! you such good handy man; you
know how to drain my sink, and screw
my tool with your big screwdriver.
BY: Margareth Debrosse
in the mood for a piece of
art work.
Pull out your pain brush and
work on my canvas...
Use your imagination and pain
beautiful scenery .
For instant, on the ocean, see
how peaceful the man sit in the
boat? I want you to stroke his
head gently with your brush.
Like in the kitchen, please mop
my floor with your tongue softly
Oh! you such good handy man; you
know how to drain my sink, and screw
my tool with your big screwdriver.
BY: Margareth Debrosse
729 reads
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EROTIC POEM
Published
1st Dec 2012 10:07pm
1st Dec 2012 10:07pm
French Love
Voulez-vous coucher avec moi
ce soir? (Do you want to sleep
with me tonight?) Je suis a toi
ce soir (I'm yours tonight)....
We'll make love the French way
First, I'll undress you with my
eyes; i'll measure the length and
diameter second.
I'll lick your head softly till tear
drops come running, I'll bite you gently
till you call my name,then,I'll pour whipped
cream, a cherry, and I'll eat you viciously.
Oh! baby I'll add the lotion d'amour (love lotion)
and blow the head to make you feel my heat....
Yes,...
ce soir? (Do you want to sleep
with me tonight?) Je suis a toi
ce soir (I'm yours tonight)....
We'll make love the French way
First, I'll undress you with my
eyes; i'll measure the length and
diameter second.
I'll lick your head softly till tear
drops come running, I'll bite you gently
till you call my name,then,I'll pour whipped
cream, a cherry, and I'll eat you viciously.
Oh! baby I'll add the lotion d'amour (love lotion)
and blow the head to make you feel my heat....
Yes,...
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