Submissions by yacolt
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
Part time poet, erotica mostly.
Rough Sex (You can find me on Craigslist)
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Love - I Wanted to Feel It
Adrienne…
Michelle,
memories
fading...
trying hard to
blur you well
done its best
to sweep away
but still...
I see your eyes
clear enough
and in my mind
there’s still your face
un-faded from the years
I hear your voice,
your whisper
in my ears.
I can't help but wonder
how it happened
everything going by,
holding on to life
wrapped in our arms
and then…
our time had passed,
it was gone
and there was,
nothing…
that took...
Michelle,
memories
fading...
trying hard to
blur you well
done its best
to sweep away
but still...
I see your eyes
clear enough
and in my mind
there’s still your face
un-faded from the years
I hear your voice,
your whisper
in my ears.
I can't help but wonder
how it happened
everything going by,
holding on to life
wrapped in our arms
and then…
our time had passed,
it was gone
and there was,
nothing…
that took...
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You in Black and White
Inside of me
Remains
Your likeness
A moment
Stopped
A spot
Without a clock
In my thoughts
A place
Time forgot
And
In that place
I see
Your face
In love
Your snapshot
That used to be
Framed
Cropped
And stutter-stepped
Like an old-time movie
You
And although
Obscured
Remembered
Only fragments
Monochrome
And eclipsed
In black and white
Your image
Lingers
You
A
Photograph
My passion felt
Your contour ...
Remains
Your likeness
A moment
Stopped
A spot
Without a clock
In my thoughts
A place
Time forgot
And
In that place
I see
Your face
In love
Your snapshot
That used to be
Framed
Cropped
And stutter-stepped
Like an old-time movie
You
And although
Obscured
Remembered
Only fragments
Monochrome
And eclipsed
In black and white
Your image
Lingers
You
A
Photograph
My passion felt
Your contour ...
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Sex on the Telephone
The telephone rings
And I look at my watch.
The digital display
Says eleven o’clock.
I know who it is
I know it’s you.
Who's calling me now
I know how you get
Late in the night
With a little buzz on.
A slightly slurred voice
Tells me I’m right.
Giggling on the phone
Laughing you say,
”I’ve only had
A couple of shots
But I’m really getting horny"
"Just thinking about you.
Even dialing you up
Is making me hot.”
”Yeah,”
I say, with a sigh,
”You and me...
And I look at my watch.
The digital display
Says eleven o’clock.
I know who it is
I know it’s you.
Who's calling me now
I know how you get
Late in the night
With a little buzz on.
A slightly slurred voice
Tells me I’m right.
Giggling on the phone
Laughing you say,
”I’ve only had
A couple of shots
But I’m really getting horny"
"Just thinking about you.
Even dialing you up
Is making me hot.”
”Yeah,”
I say, with a sigh,
”You and me...
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Sex in the Shower
Your strong arms around me
My butt against the stall
Your body leans me
Against the shower wall
Water flowing over us
Running down my breasts
The movement of your body
The motion is your art
The way you press your pecks
Tight against my bosom
The feeling of your breath
Hot against my neck
Oh, my love
The beating of my heart
Your touch is patent
Not just another boy
In your soft caress
I can feel the thrill
The way you enjoy
You know me
You make me
Want to be your lover
The deep affection...
My butt against the stall
Your body leans me
Against the shower wall
Water flowing over us
Running down my breasts
The movement of your body
The motion is your art
The way you press your pecks
Tight against my bosom
The feeling of your breath
Hot against my neck
Oh, my love
The beating of my heart
Your touch is patent
Not just another boy
In your soft caress
I can feel the thrill
The way you enjoy
You know me
You make me
Want to be your lover
The deep affection...
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I know who you are, rubbing yourself to erotic poems
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Then Our First Kiss
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Melting
The angry bicker of strangers,
bores into the walls of a
cheap motel,
seeps under
the locked door
and through shuttered windows.
In the sweltering heat,
she holds an ice cube in her fingers,
and traces the melting cold
on her lover's chest,
its melt mixing with his sweat.
She puts the ice in her mouth,
her lipscooling
as she glides her kiss lower.
.
bores into the walls of a
cheap motel,
seeps under
the locked door
and through shuttered windows.
In the sweltering heat,
she holds an ice cube in her fingers,
and traces the melting cold
on her lover's chest,
its melt mixing with his sweat.
She puts the ice in her mouth,
her lipscooling
as she glides her kiss lower.
.
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Public Sex in the Park
On my lunchtime break, my daily retreat
One hour a day, five times a week
Across form the garden, in the community park
Lunch on the bench, away from the race
Out of the office, an escape from the geeks
A place in the trees, near the gap in the hedge
I can see the sidewalk, and part of the street
The people walking by, lost in their thoughts
Except for the Cop, that's working his beat
Just doing his job, looking around, checking it out
He sometimes turns and looks at me, nods his head
But doesn’t...
One hour a day, five times a week
Across form the garden, in the community park
Lunch on the bench, away from the race
Out of the office, an escape from the geeks
A place in the trees, near the gap in the hedge
I can see the sidewalk, and part of the street
The people walking by, lost in their thoughts
Except for the Cop, that's working his beat
Just doing his job, looking around, checking it out
He sometimes turns and looks at me, nods his head
But doesn’t...
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Haiku
Three Sexy
Haiku
Hours by the Mirror
Passes Roady Audition
Got Backstage Pass
Went to Bar to Drink
Met a Man with a Fetish
Walks with Sticky Feet
Set Down on the Bed
Her favorite Vibrator
Out of Batteries
.
Haiku
Hours by the Mirror
Passes Roady Audition
Got Backstage Pass
Went to Bar to Drink
Met a Man with a Fetish
Walks with Sticky Feet
Set Down on the Bed
Her favorite Vibrator
Out of Batteries
.
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Hovering for Your Sex
You stop me in air. Dangle me mid-breath.
Holding me back. But I was only begging for your candy.
My mouth craving a morsel of your sweet breast.
You pause me. Making me wait. You linger me about.
Making me float. Making me hover, waiting for your sex.
But, I can’t float forever. Suspended. Hanging mid-air.
I have to be lower down. Closer to your breast.
Sinking into the openness of your pink flesh.
My mouth gliding down the curve to your hips.
But, you freeze me. Teasing me. You hold me in place.
Why do you tease me?...
Holding me back. But I was only begging for your candy.
My mouth craving a morsel of your sweet breast.
You pause me. Making me wait. You linger me about.
Making me float. Making me hover, waiting for your sex.
But, I can’t float forever. Suspended. Hanging mid-air.
I have to be lower down. Closer to your breast.
Sinking into the openness of your pink flesh.
My mouth gliding down the curve to your hips.
But, you freeze me. Teasing me. You hold me in place.
Why do you tease me?...
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