Submissions by runningturtle87
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
If it's not intimate, what's the point?......................
EROTIC POEM
Published
12th Dec 2024 1:04pm
12th Dec 2024 1:04pm
Just a Onetime Thing
Just a Onetime Thing
What happens in the world is what happens, so denial is as impossible as fantasy, as what we expect, because it happened.
On a train, in an elevator, in the men's room on the 32nd floor of my office building, in a gas station restroom. She was everywhere. I don't know how.
"Shut up.
Put on the glove."
Then pressing my hand to her crotch. And any way or position or toy. She had an agenda. It was strictly....her.
Insatiable grinding, gritting, emotional tipping point catharsis, and each time, crashing...
What happens in the world is what happens, so denial is as impossible as fantasy, as what we expect, because it happened.
On a train, in an elevator, in the men's room on the 32nd floor of my office building, in a gas station restroom. She was everywhere. I don't know how.
"Shut up.
Put on the glove."
Then pressing my hand to her crotch. And any way or position or toy. She had an agenda. It was strictly....her.
Insatiable grinding, gritting, emotional tipping point catharsis, and each time, crashing...
#BDSM
#lust
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EROTIC POEM
Published
4th Dec 2024 3:08pm
4th Dec 2024 3:08pm
It's Been so Long
It's Been so Long
Each breath
allows me
to drink in
what has
broken through,
from unprounced
to whispered spread,
the depth
and breadth
of you.
To lie
between
the hips
of fate
and draft
the morning dew,
from figs
and late
persimmon such,
each sunrise
tastes anew.
Each breath
allows me
to drink in
what has
broken through,
from unprounced
to whispered spread,
the depth
and breadth
of you.
To lie
between
the hips
of fate
and draft
the morning dew,
from figs
and late
persimmon such,
each sunrise
tastes anew.
#orgasm
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EROTIC POEM
Published
28th Nov 2024 10:17am
28th Nov 2024 10:17am
Double Blind Study
Double Blind Study
A soul divides
to not recognize
itself
among the fractured
projections
of its insecurities.
When is
absolute knowing
not absolute?
When it knows
without
understanding.
That's what
we
mean.
Understanding
means
the heart's involved.
Without
a
rhythm,
knowing
would
flatline.
A soul divides
to not recognize
itself
among the fractured
projections
of its insecurities.
When is
absolute knowing
not absolute?
When it knows
without
understanding.
That's what
we
mean.
Understanding
means
the heart's involved.
Without
a
rhythm,
knowing
would
flatline.
#BDSM
113 reads
2 Comments
EROTIC POEM
Published
28th Nov 2024 10:13am
28th Nov 2024 10:13am
A Fragment of Heaven
A Fragment of Heaven
Generational
consciousness
becomes
a survival mechanism.
Giving way
to certain social elements,
we devote
our entire lives
in developing
a bias
towards an obsessed on
abstraction.
We give it
unlimited access
to our strength
and energy,
untold hours
participating,
dreaming,
planning,
10,000 individual
validating supports
convincing us
of our cause.
And we lie
on our final gasp, ...
Generational
consciousness
becomes
a survival mechanism.
Giving way
to certain social elements,
we devote
our entire lives
in developing
a bias
towards an obsessed on
abstraction.
We give it
unlimited access
to our strength
and energy,
untold hours
participating,
dreaming,
planning,
10,000 individual
validating supports
convincing us
of our cause.
And we lie
on our final gasp, ...
#BDSM
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EROTIC POEM
Published
27th Nov 2024 8:42pm
27th Nov 2024 8:42pm
Minus Delusions
Minus Delusions
Consciousness
is not free;
it costs us
our delusions.
We can be
even
more
present.
In
this
ironic place
of rest,
even
at
our
most rested,
the
universe
convects
itself
in
its
shifting
transformations
of states,
shapes,
and spectrums
of substance.
The big picture
may not
be
the biggest picture.
Consciousness
is not free;
it costs us
our delusions.
We can be
even
more
present.
In
this
ironic place
of rest,
even
at
our
most rested,
the
universe
convects
itself
in
its
shifting
transformations
of states,
shapes,
and spectrums
of substance.
The big picture
may not
be
the biggest picture.
#BDSM
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EROTIC POEM
Published
14th Nov 2024 1:47pm
14th Nov 2024 1:47pm
Private Prisons
Private Prisons
My expectation
that
others
will change
or understand
or accept
puts 100%
of the power
and accountability
in the hands
of
others
and abdicates
response
and responsibility.
My expectation
that
others
will change
or understand
or accept
puts 100%
of the power
and accountability
in the hands
of
others
and abdicates
response
and responsibility.
#BDSM
225 reads
4 Comments
EROTIC POEM
Published
8th Nov 2024 8:58am
8th Nov 2024 8:58am
I Try....So Hard
I Try....So Hard
I try
to pay attention
to the world
that spins around.
I
really
have no feelings
for the universal sound.
The only thing
that makes some sense
and leads me
to believe
is that I try
and fail it all
if your presence
I would leave.
We live within
the deepest part,
where mind knows
heart is king,
and attributes
the values sought,
when soul itself
can bring.
I try
to pay attention
to the world
that spins around.
I
really
have no feelings
for the universal sound.
The only thing
that makes some sense
and leads me
to believe
is that I try
and fail it all
if your presence
I would leave.
We live within
the deepest part,
where mind knows
heart is king,
and attributes
the values sought,
when soul itself
can bring.
#BDSM
#orgasm
#sensual
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EROTIC POEM
Published
28th Oct 2024 6:15pm
28th Oct 2024 6:15pm
Complexity Theory in Practice
Complexity Theory in Practice
What does
the bacteria
need
that supports
the roots
of the plant
that
I'm
trying
to grow?
What does
the bacteria
need
that supports
the roots
of the plant
that
I'm
trying
to grow?
#BDSM
#lust
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EROTIC POEM
Published
27th Oct 2024 6:59pm
27th Oct 2024 6:59pm
Everything Went Perfectly
Everything Went Perfectly
There fleshed
not a single touch
that wisped
even slightly less
than necessary.
Retroflection's sense
and defusion
fuzzy logic
ratchets up
until everything,
intense
and complemented:
perfection,
balanced
for the eons,
guarded
at every second,
and acclaimed
as beyond reproach.
There fleshed
not a single touch
that wisped
even slightly less
than necessary.
Retroflection's sense
and defusion
fuzzy logic
ratchets up
until everything,
intense
and complemented:
perfection,
balanced
for the eons,
guarded
at every second,
and acclaimed
as beyond reproach.
#BDSM
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EROTIC POEM
Published
24th Oct 2024 6:57am
24th Oct 2024 6:57am
Another Round of Squares
Another Round of Squares
□□□□
□°°°°□
□□□□
A hole
in my heart
became
a prison.
□□□□
□°°°°□
□□□□
A hole
in my heart
became
a prison.
#BDSM
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EROTIC POEM
Published
21st Oct 2024 1:45pm
21st Oct 2024 1:45pm
Metaphoric Contraction
Metaphoric Contraction
Which
ant wins
the tug
of war
when
waves
break hard
upon the shore?
The hermits crab
while
seaweeds
shake,
and each
sand grain
the shores
remake.
Which
ant wins
the tug
of war
when
waves
break hard
upon the shore?
The hermits crab
while
seaweeds
shake,
and each
sand grain
the shores
remake.
#BDSM
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EROTIC POEM
Published
18th Oct 2024 1:51am
18th Oct 2024 1:51am
In the Hidden Moments
In the Hidden Moments
Between
one moment
and the next,
between
the con
and text,
polarity
has broken
down
and all
is all
is one.
And,
in those
hidden moments,
between
the seeming
shadows
rocked
with gravel
gray,
shaded flesh
and
darkest sun.
Between
one moment
and the next,
between
the con
and text,
polarity
has broken
down
and all
is all
is one.
And,
in those
hidden moments,
between
the seeming
shadows
rocked
with gravel
gray,
shaded flesh
and
darkest sun.
#BDSM
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