Poems About First Love by Top Critiquers
#FirstLove
Poems about first love by top critiquers. Poems written by members who have given lots of feedback to other poets this month.
Kiss Me
kiss me-
no, not there
but on the
side of my neck
like you used
to do to turn
me on and tell
me you love me
even though
the years have
turned my hair white
and i've
a few wrinkles
here and there
kiss me-
and tell me
i am still sexy
even though
its been years
since we
last made love
i have kept
myself up for you
waiting for
this very moment
just to be
with you once more
no, not there
but on the
side of my neck
like you used
to do to turn
me on and tell
me you love me
even though
the years have
turned my hair white
and i've
a few wrinkles
here and there
kiss me-
and tell me
i am still sexy
even though
its been years
since we
last made love
i have kept
myself up for you
waiting for
this very moment
just to be
with you once more
#love
#wife
#husband
#memories
#FirstLove
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SEX VERSUS LOVE
It has taken
me a long time
to discover an
amazing truth.
SEX
last for
a SHORT
time, at
BEST.
BUT LOVE
lasts and
satisfies for
a lifetime. I am
Thankful I
can have BOTH
and know which
amazing gift
period I am in.
Meet me at the
Kissing Place and
today we'll enjoy both.
OKAY?
me a long time
to discover an
amazing truth.
SEX
last for
a SHORT
time, at
BEST.
BUT LOVE
lasts and
satisfies for
a lifetime. I am
Thankful I
can have BOTH
and know which
amazing gift
period I am in.
Meet me at the
Kissing Place and
today we'll enjoy both.
OKAY?
#happiness
#honesty
#gratitude
#admiration
#FirstLove
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8 Comments
my Adonai sweet Adonai I love you
I am the drought upon the land keening for moonshine
will it ever rain on Hollywood again?
they are the merry making mischief makers
chaos is still reigning
the little ones are indulged
I am trying to fit them aboard
the heaven's are being shook
the abyss is too
his will be done
I do sympathize
but the plague cannot be upon the land again
I pray for truth to please her Father
my spirit seeks the humble abodes to find shelter in the storm
I am afraid he is so angry
I've given as he's asked but to his own he won't be...
will it ever rain on Hollywood again?
they are the merry making mischief makers
chaos is still reigning
the little ones are indulged
I am trying to fit them aboard
the heaven's are being shook
the abyss is too
his will be done
I do sympathize
but the plague cannot be upon the land again
I pray for truth to please her Father
my spirit seeks the humble abodes to find shelter in the storm
I am afraid he is so angry
I've given as he's asked but to his own he won't be...
#love
#lover
#FirstLove
304 reads
3 Comments
RESISTANCE
#sex
#erotic
#rhyming
#FirstLove
#seductive
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3 Comments
Eustasia
#relationships
#FirstLove
104 reads
7 Comments
My Rose
Mm… my silken rose petals, caressing the softness, of my supple skin
The pillow of his desires where, “Passion’ becomes ecstasies’ greatest sin
Replace in your mind …the whispers of his sultry wishes
Oo…my love, take my breath away, with your tender enchanting kisses
Mmm… pleasure felt… making my temple melt
In the abyss…. of my moisten nature
My soul I bare unto you, worshipping me with your gentle hands
Laying on my back, fingers snaking deep inside me ….as they wickedly dance
Closing my eyes, your thoughts, roaming seductively over me ...
The pillow of his desires where, “Passion’ becomes ecstasies’ greatest sin
Replace in your mind …the whispers of his sultry wishes
Oo…my love, take my breath away, with your tender enchanting kisses
Mmm… pleasure felt… making my temple melt
In the abyss…. of my moisten nature
My soul I bare unto you, worshipping me with your gentle hands
Laying on my back, fingers snaking deep inside me ….as they wickedly dance
Closing my eyes, your thoughts, roaming seductively over me ...
#lover
#FirstLove
1588 reads
19 Comments
January third is forever marked in my almanac of words
a forgotten hairbrush
longs to comb his chestnut hair
I marvel over old letters
your handwriting climbs
forgotten hills where hollow
through stained glass
I remember you
sitting among compost
reaching leaf born from
muddy stems into musk
until a lotus grew within
I was born that day
when I met you
all backbones
are skeleton closets
where your ghost breath blows
just for you
I became today
never...
longs to comb his chestnut hair
I marvel over old letters
your handwriting climbs
forgotten hills where hollow
through stained glass
I remember you
sitting among compost
reaching leaf born from
muddy stems into musk
until a lotus grew within
I was born that day
when I met you
all backbones
are skeleton closets
where your ghost breath blows
just for you
I became today
never...
#love
#grief
#FirstLove
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2 Comments
Letters
I remember when you and your cousin Ann came to stay with your grandmother one summer weekend when you were 17. I first saw you down at the pond. I couldn’t take my eyes off of you, you made sure of that. Then Sunday morning at church…temptation disguised as the face of an angel.
You went back home but we wrote…
***
I’ve been rereading a couple of the letters that you’ve sent me over the years...some with a graceful fade into a yellowed tinge.
And it seems as days the time that’s flown.
How many pages did I crumple trying to find the...
You went back home but we wrote…
***
I’ve been rereading a couple of the letters that you’ve sent me over the years...some with a graceful fade into a yellowed tinge.
And it seems as days the time that’s flown.
How many pages did I crumple trying to find the...
#love
#romantic
#FirstLove
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4 Comments
All night bed springs chime
I am young, such a sweet taste
And you want everything from me
Very greedy for my body,
So eager to start
I'll help, don't worry
Clothes fall away soon
You handle me so easily
Not one to be shy
First caresses smoothly,
Breasts, hips and the whole body ...
Ah-hh! You are naughty,
This intense need to drink me
Your tongue penetrated so boldly...
Now I'm sliding to pleasure,
As you take sips deeply
That's why I'm uncontrollable...
Struggling against the sensation
Enter me deeper,
I crave this eternal...
And you want everything from me
Very greedy for my body,
So eager to start
I'll help, don't worry
Clothes fall away soon
You handle me so easily
Not one to be shy
First caresses smoothly,
Breasts, hips and the whole body ...
Ah-hh! You are naughty,
This intense need to drink me
Your tongue penetrated so boldly...
Now I'm sliding to pleasure,
As you take sips deeply
That's why I'm uncontrollable...
Struggling against the sensation
Enter me deeper,
I crave this eternal...
#lust
#FirstLove
#crush
#passion
#orgasm
1165 reads
87 Comments
The first time we met
#FirstLove
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2 Comments
amniotic fluid
that was
a
fleeting joy
when I was
in
my
mother's womb.
there is
no memory
of that past joy,
yet it brings
a sparkle to
the eyes
Where
there will be
marks of
the trouble
caused by me
and
no trouble
will have
happened to me
I would
surely have
attained
immense
happiness
in the aura
of that
warm womb water...
a
fleeting joy
when I was
in
my
mother's womb.
there is
no memory
of that past joy,
yet it brings
a sparkle to
the eyes
Where
there will be
marks of
the trouble
caused by me
and
no trouble
will have
happened to me
I would
surely have
attained
immense
happiness
in the aura
of that
warm womb water...
#mother
#FirstLove
146 reads
14 Comments
Slow Hands
Slow hands slow walks slow smiles .How slow time works . How you see everything it’s not just a flash in the pan . How you see the stars and the mediocrity just the same and take it . How you don’t get to carried away . Swept up into your own dreams and not face the reality . Love will one day be old and shuffle in bones that ache to hold their old time friend wife husband and walk side by side. And how they have learnt that slowing things down meant they never let the other feel behind of ahead as they waited on words spoken and replies a real communication with two . Who have now seen the...
#wife
#husband
#FallingInLove
#respect
#FirstLove
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