Submissions by sassykassy89
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
i have a diverse outlook on love and its erotic madness. i write romance poems by day and by night i release my inner mistress and submissively take you into eroticism.
what it takes to be a walking doll
alluring strokes pave my face,
thick, dense, masking its grace,
the brush carefully begins to trace,
curving a smile fitting their taste.
tousled and teased goes my hair,
tangling onto curlers on-setting its flare,
inhibition and hairspray drowning the air,
framing my face to this frivolous affair.
skin glistening its artificial gleam,
spanx tummy-tucking underneath skirt seams,
breasts pushed up as far as my self-esteem,
mannequin fingertips red, reigning supreme.
forbidden winks and stares befall,
stilettos...
thick, dense, masking its grace,
the brush carefully begins to trace,
curving a smile fitting their taste.
tousled and teased goes my hair,
tangling onto curlers on-setting its flare,
inhibition and hairspray drowning the air,
framing my face to this frivolous affair.
skin glistening its artificial gleam,
spanx tummy-tucking underneath skirt seams,
breasts pushed up as far as my self-esteem,
mannequin fingertips red, reigning supreme.
forbidden winks and stares befall,
stilettos...
669 reads
2 Comments
first fantasy
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submission
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lips of lovers
i formatted this poem in haiku format, 5-7-5
my lovers lips curl,
gratitude embellishing,
purring on my skin.
he raises a stare,
his hands exposing my thighs,
he purrs once again.
lusting my body,
exploring his senses,
devouring me.
hesitancy waits,
with no white surrender flag,
i am his fully.
bare, white, broken skin
athena holds her head high,
washing my body.
purity in bloom,
covered in a silk, white lace,
i am beautiful.
my lovers lips curl,
painting his skin onto mine,...
my lovers lips curl,
gratitude embellishing,
purring on my skin.
he raises a stare,
his hands exposing my thighs,
he purrs once again.
lusting my body,
exploring his senses,
devouring me.
hesitancy waits,
with no white surrender flag,
i am his fully.
bare, white, broken skin
athena holds her head high,
washing my body.
purity in bloom,
covered in a silk, white lace,
i am beautiful.
my lovers lips curl,
painting his skin onto mine,...
802 reads
4 Comments
satin sheets
1398 reads
14 Comments
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