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This Poem Is About
riding her voice like
a two in the morning
from behind
fuck
Watching the mirror
reflecting her
face
cream
with every
tug of ponytail
my hand is clutching
while I thrust like
a Chevy bearing
This poem isn't about
fantasized
heels decorating
yellow wood
floor boards
strewn amongst
panties, bra,
bobby socks
(and missing scatter cushions)
This poem is about her voice
angelic, soft
secure
accented in strength
and determination
How I drive at high speed
to hear it
How my skin feels
when it flies through
microwaves
to rest in
beckoning ears
How my heart pounds in
anticipation
How my words are lost
in the hearing
Hands rest firmly
on her thighs
in my mind
Even the pauses
between words
are
electric
erotica
That!
That's what this poem
is about
The erection in her giggle!
The fuck in her words!
The God in the ringtone!
-x-
Published 22nd Nov 2016
| Edited 23rd Nov 2016
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22nd Nov 2016 12:50pm
You certainly know how to bring it home with a punch!! Hot and beautiful! Loved this!
22nd Nov 2016 10:15pm
hello
Welcome back, I still haven't stocked up on biscuits, but I do have coffee brewing, would you like some?
So yesterday I was thinking to myself and I thought... "Myself you know, you've been writing so much moosh, calm loving words lately, you haven't dropped a hard one with a punch in it for sometime, so myself the task is this. Smack some raw, solid, hardcore on a page." and well your comment made me rather pleased. It means I still have some flowers & perfume in me.
Thank you for stopping by and please do come back anytime.
Blue Skies @You
Al-x-
Welcome back, I still haven't stocked up on biscuits, but I do have coffee brewing, would you like some?
So yesterday I was thinking to myself and I thought... "Myself you know, you've been writing so much moosh, calm loving words lately, you haven't dropped a hard one with a punch in it for sometime, so myself the task is this. Smack some raw, solid, hardcore on a page." and well your comment made me rather pleased. It means I still have some flowers & perfume in me.
Thank you for stopping by and please do come back anytime.
Blue Skies @You
Al-x-
22nd Nov 2016 1:25pm
22nd Nov 2016 10:16pm
aah John
Thank you for that. Rather glad you like the song. Yes a melodic voice, indeed
Blue Skies @you
Al
Thank you for that. Rather glad you like the song. Yes a melodic voice, indeed
Blue Skies @you
Al
22nd Nov 2016 1:57pm
damn AL beautiful seduction I can just see and feel her in your tantalizing description of her..
"The erection in her giggle!
The fuck in her words!
The God in the ringtone!
gets me tingly thinking about such a Goddess..
love Brenda
"The erection in her giggle!
The fuck in her words!
The God in the ringtone!
gets me tingly thinking about such a Goddess..
love Brenda
22nd Nov 2016 10:20pm
Well My Brenda
"Gets me tingly..." that's the finest compliment I've had in forever.
Thank you for the kind words and devout support. I do so appreciate it.
I'm glad you like the ending, I wasn't sure the spacing worked. But it evidently does.
Gratsi
Blue Skies & Love @You
Al-x-
"Gets me tingly..." that's the finest compliment I've had in forever.
Thank you for the kind words and devout support. I do so appreciate it.
I'm glad you like the ending, I wasn't sure the spacing worked. But it evidently does.
Gratsi
Blue Skies & Love @You
Al-x-
Anonymous
- Edited 22nd Nov 2016 6:02pm
22nd Nov 2016 4:26pm
Heels on a wood floor... there's something about the sound of heels on a wood floor that is pure beauty. I think it's the echo, the anticipation, even possibly just the awareness... either way I enjoyed this particular image most.
I like how it starts off with the sensual (even an urgency) then moves to the emotional and back to the sensual. It's almost like you calmed down in the middle and by the end you were like "F*ck it!! I'm saying it!!" - the assertiveness made me giggle quietly to myself.
It's interesting how as human beings we can be so vocal and yet when it really matters, sometimes touch can communicate so much more than words can. Which basically means as poets we have all placed ourselves in a situation of being eternally screwed over by literature... lol.
This was a moment to capture, and I can definitely see you in a lot of this... but don't be driving too fast now. The blue flashing lights don't like that a lot, my dear...
Thanking you for the read :)
(P.s - Yellowood > yellowed)
I like how it starts off with the sensual (even an urgency) then moves to the emotional and back to the sensual. It's almost like you calmed down in the middle and by the end you were like "F*ck it!! I'm saying it!!" - the assertiveness made me giggle quietly to myself.
It's interesting how as human beings we can be so vocal and yet when it really matters, sometimes touch can communicate so much more than words can. Which basically means as poets we have all placed ourselves in a situation of being eternally screwed over by literature... lol.
This was a moment to capture, and I can definitely see you in a lot of this... but don't be driving too fast now. The blue flashing lights don't like that a lot, my dear...
Thanking you for the read :)
(P.s - Yellowood > yellowed)
22nd Nov 2016 10:29pm
Aah I so have a thing for wooden floors.
I have a bit of a fascination in decorating them too btw.
Yeah I was calming down a little' but the mental image of the fantasy took over completely. Haha! I'm a nut. Kinda glad I made that quiet giggle happen then.
I've been screwed over by literature before so yes the idea of touch is well tantalizing.
Don't worry 'bout them blue lights. I keep a fifty in my pocket for the blue lights it always works.
Thank you for reading and this lovely comment.
Blue Skies @You
Lotsa love
Al -x-
P.S. it was a type of wood I was refering to not the colour... But I tidied her up. Should read better now.
I have a bit of a fascination in decorating them too btw.
Yeah I was calming down a little' but the mental image of the fantasy took over completely. Haha! I'm a nut. Kinda glad I made that quiet giggle happen then.
I've been screwed over by literature before so yes the idea of touch is well tantalizing.
Don't worry 'bout them blue lights. I keep a fifty in my pocket for the blue lights it always works.
Thank you for reading and this lovely comment.
Blue Skies @You
Lotsa love
Al -x-
P.S. it was a type of wood I was refering to not the colour... But I tidied her up. Should read better now.
22nd Nov 2016 8:58pm
22nd Nov 2016 10:30pm
Echoes all the answers above
;)
Thank you for popping in Mr S.
Gratitude
Blue Skies @You
Al
;)
Thank you for popping in Mr S.
Gratitude
Blue Skies @You
Al
23rd Nov 2016 5:32am
23rd Nov 2016 5:53am
Well hello
Welcome to the DU. I normally offer my new visitors coffee & a biscuit. I'm out of biscuits at the moment. But I do have coffee, would you like a cup?
Thank you for taking the time to read my dirty li'l number here and commenting on it.
Till next we meet
Al-x-
Welcome to the DU. I normally offer my new visitors coffee & a biscuit. I'm out of biscuits at the moment. But I do have coffee, would you like a cup?
Thank you for taking the time to read my dirty li'l number here and commenting on it.
Till next we meet
Al-x-
Anonymous
23rd Nov 2016 3:41pm
A very tasteful erotic piece.
I love how the visuals were so very detailed, yet the focus was upon her voice, her sound, and that which drips from her lips.
Delightful sensual ink 💓
I love how the visuals were so very detailed, yet the focus was upon her voice, her sound, and that which drips from her lips.
Delightful sensual ink 💓
23rd Nov 2016 10:34pm
Oh wow!
Thank you so much for your kind comment.
Ever so grateful
Blue Skies @You
Al-x-
Thank you so much for your kind comment.
Ever so grateful
Blue Skies @You
Al-x-
25th Nov 2016 5:36pm
ok I read this poem the day you submitted it....I didn't have a nice comment to make... but yesterday, in my bath, a flash in my mind..".Watching the mirror reflecting her face cream with every tug of ponytail "
so imagine that. your poem has successfully printed on me its essence
so imagine that. your poem has successfully printed on me its essence
25th Sep 2017 8:54pm
