Submissions by tidalnymph (Kasandra)
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
EROTIC POEM
Published
16th Mar 2011 12:40pm
16th Mar 2011 12:40pm
I lied
I told him that I love him, but that was a lie.
My throat was on fire, caught in betweenhis mouth
and his tongue-slides; lapping, licking, sucking.
I screamed it, alright!? But I didn't mean to.
Maybe I do, but now I'm not sure. rip, rip, rip
My clothes all fell, my back felt cold against
the wall. Then all I can remember was that push,
or was it the pull that made me lose it?
I don't know, it happened too fast.
But I liked it, in fact I loved it. Maybe that
what love is. Surrender. But then again, I'm not
really sure, I...
My throat was on fire, caught in betweenhis mouth
and his tongue-slides; lapping, licking, sucking.
I screamed it, alright!? But I didn't mean to.
Maybe I do, but now I'm not sure. rip, rip, rip
My clothes all fell, my back felt cold against
the wall. Then all I can remember was that push,
or was it the pull that made me lose it?
I don't know, it happened too fast.
But I liked it, in fact I loved it. Maybe that
what love is. Surrender. But then again, I'm not
really sure, I...
1315 reads
7 Comments
UPBEAT INSPIRATIONAL POEM
Published
14th Mar 2011 7:13am
14th Mar 2011 7:13am
Damn it, I want your love!
(*another love ballad, yawwn!)
I want to love, though I know
I'munfit for it.
I want to love, even though
I know I'll get hurt and worst
be blamed for not giving a warning,
that something is wrong with me.
I want to love because I like
making breakfast served on the side
of a morning fuck.
I want to love because love poems,
love letters, cuddling while watching
movies, and slow walks holding hands
in a moonlit park made me want to
vomit my heart out, at the same...
I want to love, though I know
I'munfit for it.
I want to love, even though
I know I'll get hurt and worst
be blamed for not giving a warning,
that something is wrong with me.
I want to love because I like
making breakfast served on the side
of a morning fuck.
I want to love because love poems,
love letters, cuddling while watching
movies, and slow walks holding hands
in a moonlit park made me want to
vomit my heart out, at the same...
1620 reads
8 Comments
UPBEAT INSPIRATIONAL POEM
Published
27th Feb 2011 3:42am
27th Feb 2011 3:42am
The Art of Faking It
I don't cry,
because
I can't.
Instead,
I break things
Self inflict some wounds
and bruises
Lash out on the
canvas
or paper
Pick a verbal squabble
Run it off or
sleep it off.
I've tried to want
intoxication
(Only because
it reminds me of you...)
But I'm holding a grudge
Now, that I found out
that you're blaming
those beer bottles
for wanting me.
Guess what?
I'm blaming
naivety and gullibility, ...
because
I can't.
Instead,
I break things
Self inflict some wounds
and bruises
Lash out on the
canvas
or paper
Pick a verbal squabble
Run it off or
sleep it off.
I've tried to want
intoxication
(Only because
it reminds me of you...)
But I'm holding a grudge
Now, that I found out
that you're blaming
those beer bottles
for wanting me.
Guess what?
I'm blaming
naivety and gullibility, ...
1262 reads
16 Comments
EROTIC POEM
Published
5th Feb 2011 00:57am
5th Feb 2011 00:57am
Sentimental Slut
#lust
#sex
2367 reads
22 Comments
EROTIC POEM
Published
26th Jan 2011 3:28pm
26th Jan 2011 3:28pm
Mad Love
I don't want your love tonight...
I don't want you,
whispering sweet words to my ears
as you hold me in your arms
(so full of care) as if
I'm something breakable.
I don't want you,
bringing me bunches of roses
(pink ones, my favorite)
as if you knew I'm someone
who gets sentimental over them.
I don't want,
to hear your smart rants
about social issues, current events,
politics and academics
(though I adore you for it) ...
I don't want you,
whispering sweet words to my ears
as you hold me in your arms
(so full of care) as if
I'm something breakable.
I don't want you,
bringing me bunches of roses
(pink ones, my favorite)
as if you knew I'm someone
who gets sentimental over them.
I don't want,
to hear your smart rants
about social issues, current events,
politics and academics
(though I adore you for it) ...
2113 reads
12 Comments
EROTIC POEM
Published
25th Jan 2011 2:20am
25th Jan 2011 2:20am
Pulp Erotica
I. Allow Me
[a taboo tale]
You're just
a breath away...
Allow me,
to shift
a little closer
to you
and for once,
trust the natural
instinct of these limbs
struggling
to glide their way
(on you)
to your satisfaction
(I know forbidden
is what you want)
Let me do it
my way this time...
Allow me,
to mold myself
to be the vessel
of your desire
and let me grind away
all the cravings
you have for...
[a taboo tale]
You're just
a breath away...
Allow me,
to shift
a little closer
to you
and for once,
trust the natural
instinct of these limbs
struggling
to glide their way
(on you)
to your satisfaction
(I know forbidden
is what you want)
Let me do it
my way this time...
Allow me,
to mold myself
to be the vessel
of your desire
and let me grind away
all the cravings
you have for...
2213 reads
4 Comments
EROTIC POEM
Published
23rd Jan 2011 8:44am
23rd Jan 2011 8:44am
Into the ErotiX (revised)
Converting Porn to Poetry
I. Fuck(ing)
This is what it's all about.
Understand what it means to you.
Learn what it means to others.
Don't abuse or misuse it.
Live it, breath it, absorb it--
It's a word both beautiful and terrible
lending itself to us to express hate, anger,
frustration,yearning, wanting, desire
and even love--
Respect that word.
II. The Art of the Tease
a. To tease is to please.
Lure, entice, seduce--
Play...
I. Fuck(ing)
This is what it's all about.
Understand what it means to you.
Learn what it means to others.
Don't abuse or misuse it.
Live it, breath it, absorb it--
It's a word both beautiful and terrible
lending itself to us to express hate, anger,
frustration,yearning, wanting, desire
and even love--
Respect that word.
II. The Art of the Tease
a. To tease is to please.
Lure, entice, seduce--
Play...
1612 reads
10 Comments
EROTIC POEM
Published
17th Jan 2011 3:17am
17th Jan 2011 3:17am
Tales of the Flesh
A collection of short twisty poems
I. One of those untitled...
After the allure
of the
n
i
g
h
t,
has subsided...
and the yearning
of the
f
l
e
s
h,
has abated...
All I wanted,
is to be held
by you--
Drift into those
sleepy eyes
and
s l o w l y
lick
taste
kiss
a
w
a
y--
...
I. One of those untitled...
After the allure
of the
n
i
g
h
t,
has subsided...
and the yearning
of the
f
l
e
s
h,
has abated...
All I wanted,
is to be held
by you--
Drift into those
sleepy eyes
and
s l o w l y
lick
taste
kiss
a
w
a
y--
...
1372 reads
17 Comments
EROTIC POEM
Published
11th Jan 2011 1:40pm
11th Jan 2011 1:40pm
Pen and Paper Seduction
I. Pen-sex, baby?
midnight rush,
in bed--
with a pen
in my hand
and you--
in my mind...
my pen scribbles
my imagination wanders
my body shivers
to the thought of you,
on top of me--
jotting kisses
scrawling caresses
thrusting verses
pounding,
deep and sharp
series of orgasms--
inside of my head...
II. Paper Lust
this piece of paper
reminds me of your bed;
white, pristine, uninviting
my naked body ...
midnight rush,
in bed--
with a pen
in my hand
and you--
in my mind...
my pen scribbles
my imagination wanders
my body shivers
to the thought of you,
on top of me--
jotting kisses
scrawling caresses
thrusting verses
pounding,
deep and sharp
series of orgasms--
inside of my head...
II. Paper Lust
this piece of paper
reminds me of your bed;
white, pristine, uninviting
my naked body ...
1707 reads
14 Comments
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