Poems About First Love Published by Members Recently Online
#FirstLove
fianaturie8
Fia Naturie
Fia Naturie
Poem Published
6th Oct 2024 3:08am
6th Oct 2024 3:08am
The Spider and her lover the Fly
Spider
I have been sitting here for hours, spinning my silken threads, waiting for him to fly by.
He has promised me countless numbers of times that tonight will be the night that he will visit me. I made sure that the threads were glistening in their finest diamonds and my legs. Oh my legs are as sexy as can be. There are eight long and lean made for flexibility. To entice and invite him into my web, you see.
Fly
How do I get wrapped up with these crazy dames? I mean I flew past one time and she caught me. The romp with the twists and the turns....
I have been sitting here for hours, spinning my silken threads, waiting for him to fly by.
He has promised me countless numbers of times that tonight will be the night that he will visit me. I made sure that the threads were glistening in their finest diamonds and my legs. Oh my legs are as sexy as can be. There are eight long and lean made for flexibility. To entice and invite him into my web, you see.
Fly
How do I get wrapped up with these crazy dames? I mean I flew past one time and she caught me. The romp with the twists and the turns....
#FirstLove
#obsession
#sacrifice
208 reads
14 Comments
fianaturie8
Fia Naturie
Fia Naturie
Poem Published
6th Oct 2024 3:08am
6th Oct 2024 3:08am
The Spider and her lover the Fly
Spider
I have been sitting here for hours, spinning my silken threads, waiting for him to fly by.
He has promised me countless numbers of times that tonight will be the night that he will visit me. I made sure that the threads were glistening in their finest diamonds and my legs. Oh my legs are as sexy as can be. There are eight long and lean made for flexibility. To entice and invite him into my web, you see.
Fly
How do I get wrapped up with these crazy dames? I mean I flew past one time and she caught me. The romp with the twists and the turns....
I have been sitting here for hours, spinning my silken threads, waiting for him to fly by.
He has promised me countless numbers of times that tonight will be the night that he will visit me. I made sure that the threads were glistening in their finest diamonds and my legs. Oh my legs are as sexy as can be. There are eight long and lean made for flexibility. To entice and invite him into my web, you see.
Fly
How do I get wrapped up with these crazy dames? I mean I flew past one time and she caught me. The romp with the twists and the turns....
#FirstLove
#obsession
#sacrifice
208 reads
14 Comments
fianaturie8
Fia Naturie
Fia Naturie
Poem Published
6th Oct 2024 3:08am
6th Oct 2024 3:08am
The Spider and her lover the Fly
Spider
I have been sitting here for hours, spinning my silken threads, waiting for him to fly by.
He has promised me countless numbers of times that tonight will be the night that he will visit me. I made sure that the threads were glistening in their finest diamonds and my legs. Oh my legs are as sexy as can be. There are eight long and lean made for flexibility. To entice and invite him into my web, you see.
Fly
How do I get wrapped up with these crazy dames? I mean I flew past one time and she caught me. The romp with the twists and the turns....
I have been sitting here for hours, spinning my silken threads, waiting for him to fly by.
He has promised me countless numbers of times that tonight will be the night that he will visit me. I made sure that the threads were glistening in their finest diamonds and my legs. Oh my legs are as sexy as can be. There are eight long and lean made for flexibility. To entice and invite him into my web, you see.
Fly
How do I get wrapped up with these crazy dames? I mean I flew past one time and she caught me. The romp with the twists and the turns....
#FirstLove
#obsession
#sacrifice
208 reads
14 Comments
APissPoorShaman
Ryszard
Ryszard
Poem Published
22nd Apr 2022 8:11pm
22nd Apr 2022 8:11pm
Wanderess
some think freedom is a blessing
an attribute worth possessing
until they meet a spirit truly free
living her life as a spree
weak men calling her banshee
but for me
I heard her siren's song
holding her flame to long
my heart was not that strong
her wildness was frightening
a mercurial lightening
challenging, naive and sensual
her fire was elemental
a wanderess
in a long flowing dress
following the whispered breath of fate
with destiny she'd made a date
and I...
an attribute worth possessing
until they meet a spirit truly free
living her life as a spree
weak men calling her banshee
but for me
I heard her siren's song
holding her flame to long
my heart was not that strong
her wildness was frightening
a mercurial lightening
challenging, naive and sensual
her fire was elemental
a wanderess
in a long flowing dress
following the whispered breath of fate
with destiny she'd made a date
and I...
#MyInspiration
#freedom
#FirstLove
324 reads
3 Comments
APissPoorShaman
Ryszard
Ryszard
Poem Published
22nd Apr 2022 8:11pm
22nd Apr 2022 8:11pm
Wanderess
some think freedom is a blessing
an attribute worth possessing
until they meet a spirit truly free
living her life as a spree
weak men calling her banshee
but for me
I heard her siren's song
holding her flame to long
my heart was not that strong
her wildness was frightening
a mercurial lightening
challenging, naive and sensual
her fire was elemental
a wanderess
in a long flowing dress
following the whispered breath of fate
with destiny she'd made a date
and I...
an attribute worth possessing
until they meet a spirit truly free
living her life as a spree
weak men calling her banshee
but for me
I heard her siren's song
holding her flame to long
my heart was not that strong
her wildness was frightening
a mercurial lightening
challenging, naive and sensual
her fire was elemental
a wanderess
in a long flowing dress
following the whispered breath of fate
with destiny she'd made a date
and I...
#MyInspiration
#freedom
#FirstLove
324 reads
3 Comments
APissPoorShaman
Ryszard
Ryszard
Poem Published
22nd Apr 2022 8:11pm
22nd Apr 2022 8:11pm
Wanderess
some think freedom is a blessing
an attribute worth possessing
until they meet a spirit truly free
living her life as a spree
weak men calling her banshee
but for me
I heard her siren's song
holding her flame to long
my heart was not that strong
her wildness was frightening
a mercurial lightening
challenging, naive and sensual
her fire was elemental
a wanderess
in a long flowing dress
following the whispered breath of fate
with destiny she'd made a date
and I...
an attribute worth possessing
until they meet a spirit truly free
living her life as a spree
weak men calling her banshee
but for me
I heard her siren's song
holding her flame to long
my heart was not that strong
her wildness was frightening
a mercurial lightening
challenging, naive and sensual
her fire was elemental
a wanderess
in a long flowing dress
following the whispered breath of fate
with destiny she'd made a date
and I...
#MyInspiration
#freedom
#FirstLove
324 reads
3 Comments
MusicallyMrM
Poem Published
9th Oct 2020 8:01pm
9th Oct 2020 8:01pm
Stolen Moments
#love
#fire
#FirstLove #sensual
#FirstLove #sensual
931 reads
4 Comments
MusicallyMrM
Poem Published
9th Oct 2020 8:01pm
9th Oct 2020 8:01pm
Stolen Moments
#love
#fire
#FirstLove #sensual
#FirstLove #sensual
931 reads
4 Comments
MusicallyMrM
Poem Published
9th Oct 2020 8:01pm
9th Oct 2020 8:01pm
Stolen Moments
#love
#fire
#FirstLove #sensual
#FirstLove #sensual
931 reads
4 Comments
MusicallyMrM
Poem Published
9th Oct 2020 8:01pm
9th Oct 2020 8:01pm
Stolen Moments
#love
#fire
#FirstLove #sensual
#FirstLove #sensual
931 reads
4 Comments
Anne-Ri999
Poem Published
30th Dec 2024 10:09am
30th Dec 2024 10:09am
Tell me
how did it feel?
when you stood there
out on the reels
looking down
from the building
did night
lean
apologetic
against you?
Sometimes I bleed
unfinished letters
my pencil hesitant
opening into acceptance
revealing how
he must have landed in my heart chamber
when he jumped from the 14th floor
I incubated lavender in each splinter
knowing it is his birthday soon
and once again I remember
how his chestnut hair ...
when you stood there
out on the reels
looking down
from the building
did night
lean
apologetic
against you?
Sometimes I bleed
unfinished letters
my pencil hesitant
opening into acceptance
revealing how
he must have landed in my heart chamber
when he jumped from the 14th floor
I incubated lavender in each splinter
knowing it is his birthday soon
and once again I remember
how his chestnut hair ...
#FirstLove
#suicide
202 reads
14 Comments
Anne-Ri999
Poem Published
30th Dec 2024 10:09am
30th Dec 2024 10:09am
Tell me
how did it feel?
when you stood there
out on the reels
looking down
from the building
did night
lean
apologetic
against you?
Sometimes I bleed
unfinished letters
my pencil hesitant
opening into acceptance
revealing how
he must have landed in my heart chamber
when he jumped from the 14th floor
I incubated lavender in each splinter
knowing it is his birthday soon
and once again I remember
how his chestnut hair ...
when you stood there
out on the reels
looking down
from the building
did night
lean
apologetic
against you?
Sometimes I bleed
unfinished letters
my pencil hesitant
opening into acceptance
revealing how
he must have landed in my heart chamber
when he jumped from the 14th floor
I incubated lavender in each splinter
knowing it is his birthday soon
and once again I remember
how his chestnut hair ...
#FirstLove
#suicide
202 reads
14 Comments
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