Submissions by mmmbeachlover
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
EROTIC POEM
Published
12th Jun 2013 1:01am
12th Jun 2013 1:01am
unimagined imagination
There you lie more naked
than you’ve ever been before,
could you really have ever thought
you’d accept being called a whore?
Did you in your wildest dreams
ever imagine, realise,
that you had the depth to go this far,
open up and fantasise.
How would you have felt, if last week….
someone had said “NOW CUM!”,
what thoughts would you have collected,
could you have finished what was begun?
Submissively accepting,
not threatened, but no care,
mindful male hypnosis…
...
than you’ve ever been before,
could you really have ever thought
you’d accept being called a whore?
Did you in your wildest dreams
ever imagine, realise,
that you had the depth to go this far,
open up and fantasise.
How would you have felt, if last week….
someone had said “NOW CUM!”,
what thoughts would you have collected,
could you have finished what was begun?
Submissively accepting,
not threatened, but no care,
mindful male hypnosis…
...
849 reads
2 Comments
UPBEAT INSPIRATIONAL POEM
Published
12th Jun 2013 00:58am
12th Jun 2013 00:58am
Love's Muse
No greater inspiration than..
Love can fire poetic man
For though he fuel he has no fuse
Until he comes upon his muse…
And thus each moment of each day
She'll fan the flames of art his way
So new the skills that he will learn
That on and on his Love can burn…
The heat of which will warm her night
As radiate it's guiding light
Long after she has passed it by
He will not let those embers die…
Then there they stand as testament
Their worth beyond abandonment
As they are words, and they are he
She inspired his poetry.
Love can fire poetic man
For though he fuel he has no fuse
Until he comes upon his muse…
And thus each moment of each day
She'll fan the flames of art his way
So new the skills that he will learn
That on and on his Love can burn…
The heat of which will warm her night
As radiate it's guiding light
Long after she has passed it by
He will not let those embers die…
Then there they stand as testament
Their worth beyond abandonment
As they are words, and they are he
She inspired his poetry.
672 reads
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EROTIC POEM
Published
11th Jun 2013 8:15am
11th Jun 2013 8:15am
2 girls.
Two girls on the telephone
Resting on drawn up knees
Confessing all their secrets and
Divulging fantasies
Two minds in understanding
Curiosities in tune
Unconscious of the feelings
That might visit them quite soon
Dare meets dare meets daring
Revealed beyond the heart
Each one pursuing further
What each had urged to start
Voices soft with tones that test
Explore the other's state
As they relax in empathy
Qualms and doubts abate
Arousal that has been...
Resting on drawn up knees
Confessing all their secrets and
Divulging fantasies
Two minds in understanding
Curiosities in tune
Unconscious of the feelings
That might visit them quite soon
Dare meets dare meets daring
Revealed beyond the heart
Each one pursuing further
What each had urged to start
Voices soft with tones that test
Explore the other's state
As they relax in empathy
Qualms and doubts abate
Arousal that has been...
738 reads
2 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
11th Jun 2013 8:10am
11th Jun 2013 8:10am
Love, deceased.
I cry my love
I scream my love at you
I throw my love a distance hence
The things you make me do
Crying all I have to cry
But pleading stays within
Where was it that we ended all?
Just where did all begin?
I'd kill my love
I seek to cause its death
But every word escaping me
Is just a waste of breath
I'd kill for you I would
Though killing you...
I scream my love at you
I throw my love a distance hence
The things you make me do
Crying all I have to cry
But pleading stays within
Where was it that we ended all?
Just where did all begin?
I'd kill my love
I seek to cause its death
But every word escaping me
Is just a waste of breath
I'd kill for you I would
Though killing you...
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OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
10th Jun 2013 10:30am
10th Jun 2013 10:30am
Driving Lesson
As she was pushed over
Without resistance
Her head fell over the shoulder of the chair
She waited those the aged seconds
Facing the textured zigzag weave of the seatbelt
Why had she worn those panties
She saw through the back of her head
And froze and crawled at his glare at her vulnerability
She damned the arrival of womanhood
Unmoving
Acceptance of a situation she would never have accepted
A skirt wasn't the choice was it
The expected and imagined movement behind her
Paid deference to her compliance
He slid the material on...
Without resistance
Her head fell over the shoulder of the chair
She waited those the aged seconds
Facing the textured zigzag weave of the seatbelt
Why had she worn those panties
She saw through the back of her head
And froze and crawled at his glare at her vulnerability
She damned the arrival of womanhood
Unmoving
Acceptance of a situation she would never have accepted
A skirt wasn't the choice was it
The expected and imagined movement behind her
Paid deference to her compliance
He slid the material on...
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OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
10th Jun 2013 10:24am
10th Jun 2013 10:24am
Perspective
If you've a mind,
and if that mind takes you beyond where they would mind,
and if you don't mind that,
and if you've a mind to challenge yourself,
to explore yourself,
It.
And if you're bound to run it through your mind,
controlled or otherwise,
to a point where you feel that you need some restraint;
but you can't tie down exactly what it means,
can't connect and fasten in precisely the way your mind requires,
then seek an attachment to facilitate this,
accommodate,
realise your mind's eye.
Seek his security, be secure,
and in him...
and if that mind takes you beyond where they would mind,
and if you don't mind that,
and if you've a mind to challenge yourself,
to explore yourself,
It.
And if you're bound to run it through your mind,
controlled or otherwise,
to a point where you feel that you need some restraint;
but you can't tie down exactly what it means,
can't connect and fasten in precisely the way your mind requires,
then seek an attachment to facilitate this,
accommodate,
realise your mind's eye.
Seek his security, be secure,
and in him...
749 reads
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DARK POEM
Published
9th Jun 2013 3:04pm
9th Jun 2013 3:04pm
Victorian lament
Black cast the sky an ugly mood
As she faltered down the lane
That evening, that last byway
She would ever use again
As round her wrapped the weather's hand
And steered her with control
Her only mind and focus was
On what would soon console
A smile in homely sanctuary
That inviting, friendly place
The comfort and relief then found
Within a warm embrace
And with these thoughts still comforting
That hand felt disbelief
Her escape from moment's distress
In reality quite brief
As from behind she was held
A hopelessness prevailed...
As she faltered down the lane
That evening, that last byway
She would ever use again
As round her wrapped the weather's hand
And steered her with control
Her only mind and focus was
On what would soon console
A smile in homely sanctuary
That inviting, friendly place
The comfort and relief then found
Within a warm embrace
And with these thoughts still comforting
That hand felt disbelief
Her escape from moment's distress
In reality quite brief
As from behind she was held
A hopelessness prevailed...
724 reads
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DARK POEM
Published
9th Jun 2013 2:56pm
9th Jun 2013 2:56pm
Dark Rainbow
Arousal is red
Violence blue
I'll paint bright a picture
And frame it with you.
Arousal is red
Violence is blue
Tears surely follow
But it's what she must do
Arousal is red
Violence blue
Bound, gagged and handcuffed
Ashamed of the view
Arousal is red
Violence blue
Make a dark rainbow
Shocking but true
Violence blue
I'll paint bright a picture
And frame it with you.
Arousal is red
Violence is blue
Tears surely follow
But it's what she must do
Arousal is red
Violence blue
Bound, gagged and handcuffed
Ashamed of the view
Arousal is red
Violence blue
Make a dark rainbow
Shocking but true
684 reads
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