Bisexual Published by Members Recently Online Poems
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bisexual published by members recently online poems.
Socrates’ chalice
I sit in a throne room,
a sea of maggots
writhe in the congealed
drippings from the
syncophants who thought
my sex toys made them
good in bed.
The bodies so infested
they seemed to jitter
on the
ground,
and I envy their movement.
Until the next man grabs
a chalice from the
bargain-sized bin at the door,
and advances, unseeing,
waist-deep through
my sea of blue-lipped corpses.
I like the arrogant sacrifice.
...
a sea of maggots
writhe in the congealed
drippings from the
syncophants who thought
my sex toys made them
good in bed.
The bodies so infested
they seemed to jitter
on the
ground,
and I envy their movement.
Until the next man grabs
a chalice from the
bargain-sized bin at the door,
and advances, unseeing,
waist-deep through
my sea of blue-lipped corpses.
I like the arrogant sacrifice.
...
#lust
#honesty
#bisexual
295 reads
10 Comments
Socrates’ chalice
I sit in a throne room,
a sea of maggots
writhe in the congealed
drippings from the
syncophants who thought
my sex toys made them
good in bed.
The bodies so infested
they seemed to jitter
on the
ground,
and I envy their movement.
Until the next man grabs
a chalice from the
bargain-sized bin at the door,
and advances, unseeing,
waist-deep through
my sea of blue-lipped corpses.
I like the arrogant sacrifice.
...
a sea of maggots
writhe in the congealed
drippings from the
syncophants who thought
my sex toys made them
good in bed.
The bodies so infested
they seemed to jitter
on the
ground,
and I envy their movement.
Until the next man grabs
a chalice from the
bargain-sized bin at the door,
and advances, unseeing,
waist-deep through
my sea of blue-lipped corpses.
I like the arrogant sacrifice.
...
#lust
#honesty
#bisexual
295 reads
10 Comments
Socrates’ chalice
I sit in a throne room,
a sea of maggots
writhe in the congealed
drippings from the
syncophants who thought
my sex toys made them
good in bed.
The bodies so infested
they seemed to jitter
on the
ground,
and I envy their movement.
Until the next man grabs
a chalice from the
bargain-sized bin at the door,
and advances, unseeing,
waist-deep through
my sea of blue-lipped corpses.
I like the arrogant sacrifice.
...
a sea of maggots
writhe in the congealed
drippings from the
syncophants who thought
my sex toys made them
good in bed.
The bodies so infested
they seemed to jitter
on the
ground,
and I envy their movement.
Until the next man grabs
a chalice from the
bargain-sized bin at the door,
and advances, unseeing,
waist-deep through
my sea of blue-lipped corpses.
I like the arrogant sacrifice.
...
#lust
#honesty
#bisexual
295 reads
10 Comments
First love
She was my first love, the first girl to ever make me realize that the still beating object encased by my lungs was capable of loving another.
Her hair was the color of burnt leaves on an autumn day, and god how I loved her.
She lit a fire inside of my chest that I hadn't even known was there in the first place,
And she showed me that it mattered not who I was in love with, but instead how their soul fit inside mine.
Her lips tasted of the finest honey and fresh lavender, and she was the first woman to show me the world.
She was my first for everything, she...
Her hair was the color of burnt leaves on an autumn day, and god how I loved her.
She lit a fire inside of my chest that I hadn't even known was there in the first place,
And she showed me that it mattered not who I was in love with, but instead how their soul fit inside mine.
Her lips tasted of the finest honey and fresh lavender, and she was the first woman to show me the world.
She was my first for everything, she...
#LGBT
#bisexual
435 reads
3 Comments
First love
She was my first love, the first girl to ever make me realize that the still beating object encased by my lungs was capable of loving another.
Her hair was the color of burnt leaves on an autumn day, and god how I loved her.
She lit a fire inside of my chest that I hadn't even known was there in the first place,
And she showed me that it mattered not who I was in love with, but instead how their soul fit inside mine.
Her lips tasted of the finest honey and fresh lavender, and she was the first woman to show me the world.
She was my first for everything, she...
Her hair was the color of burnt leaves on an autumn day, and god how I loved her.
She lit a fire inside of my chest that I hadn't even known was there in the first place,
And she showed me that it mattered not who I was in love with, but instead how their soul fit inside mine.
Her lips tasted of the finest honey and fresh lavender, and she was the first woman to show me the world.
She was my first for everything, she...
#LGBT
#bisexual
435 reads
3 Comments
New Orleans, New Year, 2023
1
John is on a business trip to New Orleans. As the elevator rises he is privy to a conversation that is an unexpected delight. A woman dressed like a film noir starlet lavishes compliments on a demure but alluring female rider.
“I love your shoes. I know that is a weird thing to say. Your bra matches your blouse too.”
“Well, my girlfriend says the straps are as tight as the belt on a plane.”
“They slip down your shoulders in a way that makes for slack. Don’t listen to everything your woman friend tells you. You wear it like the...
John is on a business trip to New Orleans. As the elevator rises he is privy to a conversation that is an unexpected delight. A woman dressed like a film noir starlet lavishes compliments on a demure but alluring female rider.
“I love your shoes. I know that is a weird thing to say. Your bra matches your blouse too.”
“Well, my girlfriend says the straps are as tight as the belt on a plane.”
“They slip down your shoulders in a way that makes for slack. Don’t listen to everything your woman friend tells you. You wear it like the...
#lesbian
#erotic
#sensual
#bisexual
#seductive
351 reads
2 Comments
New Orleans, New Year, 2023
1
John is on a business trip to New Orleans. As the elevator rises he is privy to a conversation that is an unexpected delight. A woman dressed like a film noir starlet lavishes compliments on a demure but alluring female rider.
“I love your shoes. I know that is a weird thing to say. Your bra matches your blouse too.”
“Well, my girlfriend says the straps are as tight as the belt on a plane.”
“They slip down your shoulders in a way that makes for slack. Don’t listen to everything your woman friend tells you. You wear it like the...
John is on a business trip to New Orleans. As the elevator rises he is privy to a conversation that is an unexpected delight. A woman dressed like a film noir starlet lavishes compliments on a demure but alluring female rider.
“I love your shoes. I know that is a weird thing to say. Your bra matches your blouse too.”
“Well, my girlfriend says the straps are as tight as the belt on a plane.”
“They slip down your shoulders in a way that makes for slack. Don’t listen to everything your woman friend tells you. You wear it like the...
#lesbian
#erotic
#sensual
#bisexual
#seductive
351 reads
2 Comments
New Orleans, New Year, 2023
1
John is on a business trip to New Orleans. As the elevator rises he is privy to a conversation that is an unexpected delight. A woman dressed like a film noir starlet lavishes compliments on a demure but alluring female rider.
“I love your shoes. I know that is a weird thing to say. Your bra matches your blouse too.”
“Well, my girlfriend says the straps are as tight as the belt on a plane.”
“They slip down your shoulders in a way that makes for slack. Don’t listen to everything your woman friend tells you. You wear it like the...
John is on a business trip to New Orleans. As the elevator rises he is privy to a conversation that is an unexpected delight. A woman dressed like a film noir starlet lavishes compliments on a demure but alluring female rider.
“I love your shoes. I know that is a weird thing to say. Your bra matches your blouse too.”
“Well, my girlfriend says the straps are as tight as the belt on a plane.”
“They slip down your shoulders in a way that makes for slack. Don’t listen to everything your woman friend tells you. You wear it like the...
#lesbian
#erotic
#sensual
#bisexual
#seductive
351 reads
2 Comments
New Orleans, New Year, 2023
1
John is on a business trip to New Orleans. As the elevator rises he is privy to a conversation that is an unexpected delight. A woman dressed like a film noir starlet lavishes compliments on a demure but alluring female rider.
“I love your shoes. I know that is a weird thing to say. Your bra matches your blouse too.”
“Well, my girlfriend says the straps are as tight as the belt on a plane.”
“They slip down your shoulders in a way that makes for slack. Don’t listen to everything your woman friend tells you. You wear it like the...
John is on a business trip to New Orleans. As the elevator rises he is privy to a conversation that is an unexpected delight. A woman dressed like a film noir starlet lavishes compliments on a demure but alluring female rider.
“I love your shoes. I know that is a weird thing to say. Your bra matches your blouse too.”
“Well, my girlfriend says the straps are as tight as the belt on a plane.”
“They slip down your shoulders in a way that makes for slack. Don’t listen to everything your woman friend tells you. You wear it like the...
#lesbian
#erotic
#sensual
#bisexual
#seductive
351 reads
2 Comments
New Orleans, New Year, 2023
1
John is on a business trip to New Orleans. As the elevator rises he is privy to a conversation that is an unexpected delight. A woman dressed like a film noir starlet lavishes compliments on a demure but alluring female rider.
“I love your shoes. I know that is a weird thing to say. Your bra matches your blouse too.”
“Well, my girlfriend says the straps are as tight as the belt on a plane.”
“They slip down your shoulders in a way that makes for slack. Don’t listen to everything your woman friend tells you. You wear it like the...
John is on a business trip to New Orleans. As the elevator rises he is privy to a conversation that is an unexpected delight. A woman dressed like a film noir starlet lavishes compliments on a demure but alluring female rider.
“I love your shoes. I know that is a weird thing to say. Your bra matches your blouse too.”
“Well, my girlfriend says the straps are as tight as the belt on a plane.”
“They slip down your shoulders in a way that makes for slack. Don’t listen to everything your woman friend tells you. You wear it like the...
#lesbian
#erotic
#sensual
#bisexual
#seductive
351 reads
2 Comments
Not all straight people have white picket fences
We’ve also faced discrimination
from indignant condemnation
Labels are a funny thing
as though others can’t understand
the ingredients of injustice
toward those who are different
You see, hate works both ways
Just because I’ve never back-flipped
off an experience doesn’t mean shit
I’ve swallowed the pain of prejudice
so deep it took decades to mend
It’s all born of blatant ignorance
It’s like telling an adoptive mother
that she can’t understand how to love
a child she...
from indignant condemnation
Labels are a funny thing
as though others can’t understand
the ingredients of injustice
toward those who are different
You see, hate works both ways
Just because I’ve never back-flipped
off an experience doesn’t mean shit
I’ve swallowed the pain of prejudice
so deep it took decades to mend
It’s all born of blatant ignorance
It’s like telling an adoptive mother
that she can’t understand how to love
a child she...
#gay
#LGBT
#bisexual
446 reads
11 Comments
Not all straight people have white picket fences
We’ve also faced discrimination
from indignant condemnation
Labels are a funny thing
as though others can’t understand
the ingredients of injustice
toward those who are different
You see, hate works both ways
Just because I’ve never back-flipped
off an experience doesn’t mean shit
I’ve swallowed the pain of prejudice
so deep it took decades to mend
It’s all born of blatant ignorance
It’s like telling an adoptive mother
that she can’t understand how to love
a child she...
from indignant condemnation
Labels are a funny thing
as though others can’t understand
the ingredients of injustice
toward those who are different
You see, hate works both ways
Just because I’ve never back-flipped
off an experience doesn’t mean shit
I’ve swallowed the pain of prejudice
so deep it took decades to mend
It’s all born of blatant ignorance
It’s like telling an adoptive mother
that she can’t understand how to love
a child she...
#gay
#LGBT
#bisexual
446 reads
11 Comments
DU Poetry : Bisexual Published by Members Recently Online Poems