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I don't belong to you
I don't belong to you
You always seem to want me
And just take me at the most ungodly hours
I'm the mistress you need to make sense of the world
You spread me open
Forcing your face deep within
I ride the bridge of your nose
And wrap myself dutifully around your sentinels gauging the waves as your temple pulses with each discovery of the unexplored yet familiar
You find shelter and comfort in my arms
because what others hear as the ramblings and mutterings of a crazy man
is a passion filled symphony between you and I
you the maestro
And I your baton
We see the world together
Changing the ominous
to the obvious
Yet
I don't belong to you
So please
Stop stroking my arms like that
Nibbling on them
And then expecting me to be on you and
Complete you
Please
Baby please
Get your own pair of glasses
Because I don't belong to you
Published 22nd Nov 2015
| Edited 6th Mar 2016
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23rd Nov 2015 1:16am
this makes a statement about being used rather than loved.
speaks w/sincerity...
speaks w/sincerity...
23rd Nov 2015 1:18am
23rd Nov 2015 2:08am
23rd Nov 2015 6:12am
It's bittersweet ... Moments of nostalgia that become cursed ...
Thanks for reading
Thanks for reading
I've written a few poems that come across in similar ways to this piece of yours. Instead of any of mine and this of yours seemingly copies of each other, they aren't, far from it. In the case of your poem here, there are twists and turns that come at the reader just as one figures the path the verse will follow. Tight little turns that please this particular reader.
Interestingly enough I've written three other pieces that play on personification, and your comment made me think they all work from the POV of a female protagonist who has sacrificed herself for a greater good, in her eyes ...
I'm not sure why that works for me as a writer, it just does.
Are any of the pieces you mentioned posted here?
I'm not sure why that works for me as a writer, it just does.
Are any of the pieces you mentioned posted here?
You spread me open
Forcing your face deep within
I ride the bridge of your nose
And wrap myself dutifully around your sentinels gauging the waves as your temple pulses with each discovery of the unexplored yet familiar
And a hmmmpht! Getcha own end
Cunnilingus or wearin glasses Lobo!?
Lol loved this..very much.
And I do know that feelin of being a favorite sweater.
Think we all do.
A universal, very titillating piece I must say as well...I mean...if you are putting a some of the visuals here on the big screen...a standing O could be a result!
You were clever here....
Much love and respect
Jennifer
Forcing your face deep within
I ride the bridge of your nose
And wrap myself dutifully around your sentinels gauging the waves as your temple pulses with each discovery of the unexplored yet familiar
And a hmmmpht! Getcha own end
Cunnilingus or wearin glasses Lobo!?
Lol loved this..very much.
And I do know that feelin of being a favorite sweater.
Think we all do.
A universal, very titillating piece I must say as well...I mean...if you are putting a some of the visuals here on the big screen...a standing O could be a result!
You were clever here....
Much love and respect
Jennifer
LMAO! Both! You know we poets can't survive without it ... I'm talking about the glasses ...
... what were you thinking?
You're so so bad.
xo
Thanks for the RL add
... what were you thinking?
You're so so bad.
xo
Thanks for the RL add
23rd Nov 2015 7:08am
Teehee!! Idk Lobo...sounds like riding a head to me.
But I'm being just filthy! Pardon..smh lol..great stuff...really liked it.
But I'm being just filthy! Pardon..smh lol..great stuff...really liked it.
24th Nov 2015 7:55pm
Lobo, don't think I've read erotic from you, if I have, it's been ages.
"You find shelter and comfort in my arms
because what others hear as the ramblings and mutterings of a crazy man
is a passion filled symphony between you and I
you the maestro
And I your baton"<---- love this.....
"You find shelter and comfort in my arms
because what others hear as the ramblings and mutterings of a crazy man
is a passion filled symphony between you and I
you the maestro
And I your baton"<---- love this.....
25th Nov 2015 3:35am
Yes, with your departure it has been a while but what's important is you're back, and I love that you've taken time to find this
Salud
Salud
25th Nov 2015 12:59pm
25th Nov 2015 4:12pm
LOL ... If people only knew what was hidden behind the minds of us "nerd" types
Thanks for reading
Thanks for reading
Anonymous
- Edited 6th Dec 2015 6:19pm
6th Dec 2015 6:15pm
haaaaa...i love this..so imaginative..had me going the whole time..
now i'm feelin some kinda way ..
to think i've stuck my face between so many frames over the years,,
haha..enjoyed this a lot!!!
now i'm feelin some kinda way ..
to think i've stuck my face between so many frames over the years,,
haha..enjoyed this a lot!!!
7th Dec 2015 4:44am
I'm glad you found the humor in the twist on this ... I really worked at making it all work without overstating the obvious
Thanks for the RL add
Thanks for the RL add
12th Jan 2016 7:30pm
13th Jan 2016 1:28am
I'm glad you enjoyed the metaphorical word play in this ...
And thanks for the following, I'm humbled.
And thanks for the following, I'm humbled.
23rd Sep 2016 12:22pm
Thus one strikes home in a way I could only allude to in my writing but you did it straight up
On the sidelines cheering
Like
On the sidelines cheering
Like
24th Sep 2016 7:54am
Mine are lying right next to me as I reply to this ... Damnit when they feel like playing hide & seek under the covers, or under bed even
30th Nov 2016 1:47am
So sensual in every way,
It actually inspires me to go back to writing my erotic stuff again since I've been slacking lately.
Anywho, loved the alluring scenario of wanting someone you can't have but its just too damn tempting to back away lol.
Well done 👏🏼
It actually inspires me to go back to writing my erotic stuff again since I've been slacking lately.
Anywho, loved the alluring scenario of wanting someone you can't have but its just too damn tempting to back away lol.
Well done 👏🏼
1st Dec 2016 7:29am
Yes somehow we always seem to want most what we can have least ... like certain foods lol ... chocolate and doughnuts are my weakness lol.
Thanks for read and comment Ms. J
Thanks for read and comment Ms. J
1st Dec 2016 2:29pm
Same, I'm always tempted by sugary delicious chocolates, doughnuts, cakes, and cookies lol 😍
Your welcome Lobode
Your welcome Lobode
19th Jan 2017 11:20pm
. I don't belong to you
very interesting title ...two things here i admired... the snap in nude... which is the first need of a lover erotica poet ... to stand his reed ..next the comments
i have seen ...none like ever on my or any one else's screen ...how I wish a lady I had been ..well poetry tomorrow i may read... if i can stand still.. poet your erotica is melting me what of ladies
very interesting title ...two things here i admired... the snap in nude... which is the first need of a lover erotica poet ... to stand his reed ..next the comments
i have seen ...none like ever on my or any one else's screen ...how I wish a lady I had been ..well poetry tomorrow i may read... if i can stand still.. poet your erotica is melting me what of ladies
20th Jan 2017 10:26am
I can't agree more, a good pic sets the tone for an erotica piece ... isn't that the job of foreplay lol ... I'm glad you enjoyed the work enough to add it to your RL . Cheers!
26th Jul 2017 10:52pm
27th Jul 2017 00:53am
Being "the bit on the side" not always what it's cracked up to be. Can sense a grumble in the lines at the expectation of being available at what may be unsocial hours:
You always seem to want me
And just take me at the most ungodly hours
I'm the mistress you need to make sense of the world
The accompanying picture - which suggests the woman has been waiting for him ready with her body and food for him - sets the scene. Would not be surprised if the model was a mistress of the artist - so many of them were.
You always seem to want me
And just take me at the most ungodly hours
I'm the mistress you need to make sense of the world
The accompanying picture - which suggests the woman has been waiting for him ready with her body and food for him - sets the scene. Would not be surprised if the model was a mistress of the artist - so many of them were.
