Poems for and About Boyfriends Published by Members Recently Online
#boyfriend
if there was a line, it's been tongue f**ked away

#BestFriend
#boyfriend
#erotic
#polyamory
#threesome
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if there was a line, it's been tongue f**ked away

#BestFriend
#boyfriend
#erotic
#polyamory
#threesome
108 reads
6 Comments
if there was a line, it's been tongue f**ked away

#BestFriend
#boyfriend
#erotic
#polyamory
#threesome
108 reads
6 Comments
if there was a line, it's been tongue f**ked away

#BestFriend
#boyfriend
#erotic
#polyamory
#threesome
108 reads
6 Comments
if there was a line, it's been tongue f**ked away

#BestFriend
#boyfriend
#erotic
#polyamory
#threesome
108 reads
6 Comments
Missing Poet
One day I noticed you were gone
Then two and three
Days drifted by, no long goodbye
New poems failed to flow from your pen
The hole became whole when your verse sang in silence
How I yearn for your words
For your eyes to ache to read my poetry
Now I wonder if my rhyme means anything
I become submerged in concerns
Perhaps you are ill, or worse, sick of me
Am I why you have not returned?
Did I offend or frighten you?
Was my meter too quick or loud
As my heartbeat reached out to yours
All my worst fears are...
Then two and three
Days drifted by, no long goodbye
New poems failed to flow from your pen
The hole became whole when your verse sang in silence
How I yearn for your words
For your eyes to ache to read my poetry
Now I wonder if my rhyme means anything
I become submerged in concerns
Perhaps you are ill, or worse, sick of me
Am I why you have not returned?
Did I offend or frighten you?
Was my meter too quick or loud
As my heartbeat reached out to yours
All my worst fears are...
#love
#husband
#boyfriend
#girlfriend
#lover
1082 reads
27 Comments
Missing Poet
One day I noticed you were gone
Then two and three
Days drifted by, no long goodbye
New poems failed to flow from your pen
The hole became whole when your verse sang in silence
How I yearn for your words
For your eyes to ache to read my poetry
Now I wonder if my rhyme means anything
I become submerged in concerns
Perhaps you are ill, or worse, sick of me
Am I why you have not returned?
Did I offend or frighten you?
Was my meter too quick or loud
As my heartbeat reached out to yours
All my worst fears are...
Then two and three
Days drifted by, no long goodbye
New poems failed to flow from your pen
The hole became whole when your verse sang in silence
How I yearn for your words
For your eyes to ache to read my poetry
Now I wonder if my rhyme means anything
I become submerged in concerns
Perhaps you are ill, or worse, sick of me
Am I why you have not returned?
Did I offend or frighten you?
Was my meter too quick or loud
As my heartbeat reached out to yours
All my worst fears are...
#love
#husband
#boyfriend
#girlfriend
#lover
1082 reads
27 Comments
Missing Poet
One day I noticed you were gone
Then two and three
Days drifted by, no long goodbye
New poems failed to flow from your pen
The hole became whole when your verse sang in silence
How I yearn for your words
For your eyes to ache to read my poetry
Now I wonder if my rhyme means anything
I become submerged in concerns
Perhaps you are ill, or worse, sick of me
Am I why you have not returned?
Did I offend or frighten you?
Was my meter too quick or loud
As my heartbeat reached out to yours
All my worst fears are...
Then two and three
Days drifted by, no long goodbye
New poems failed to flow from your pen
The hole became whole when your verse sang in silence
How I yearn for your words
For your eyes to ache to read my poetry
Now I wonder if my rhyme means anything
I become submerged in concerns
Perhaps you are ill, or worse, sick of me
Am I why you have not returned?
Did I offend or frighten you?
Was my meter too quick or loud
As my heartbeat reached out to yours
All my worst fears are...
#love
#husband
#boyfriend
#girlfriend
#lover
1082 reads
27 Comments
Missing Poet
One day I noticed you were gone
Then two and three
Days drifted by, no long goodbye
New poems failed to flow from your pen
The hole became whole when your verse sang in silence
How I yearn for your words
For your eyes to ache to read my poetry
Now I wonder if my rhyme means anything
I become submerged in concerns
Perhaps you are ill, or worse, sick of me
Am I why you have not returned?
Did I offend or frighten you?
Was my meter too quick or loud
As my heartbeat reached out to yours
All my worst fears are...
Then two and three
Days drifted by, no long goodbye
New poems failed to flow from your pen
The hole became whole when your verse sang in silence
How I yearn for your words
For your eyes to ache to read my poetry
Now I wonder if my rhyme means anything
I become submerged in concerns
Perhaps you are ill, or worse, sick of me
Am I why you have not returned?
Did I offend or frighten you?
Was my meter too quick or loud
As my heartbeat reached out to yours
All my worst fears are...
#love
#husband
#boyfriend
#girlfriend
#lover
1082 reads
27 Comments
Missing Poet
One day I noticed you were gone
Then two and three
Days drifted by, no long goodbye
New poems failed to flow from your pen
The hole became whole when your verse sang in silence
How I yearn for your words
For your eyes to ache to read my poetry
Now I wonder if my rhyme means anything
I become submerged in concerns
Perhaps you are ill, or worse, sick of me
Am I why you have not returned?
Did I offend or frighten you?
Was my meter too quick or loud
As my heartbeat reached out to yours
All my worst fears are...
Then two and three
Days drifted by, no long goodbye
New poems failed to flow from your pen
The hole became whole when your verse sang in silence
How I yearn for your words
For your eyes to ache to read my poetry
Now I wonder if my rhyme means anything
I become submerged in concerns
Perhaps you are ill, or worse, sick of me
Am I why you have not returned?
Did I offend or frighten you?
Was my meter too quick or loud
As my heartbeat reached out to yours
All my worst fears are...
#love
#husband
#boyfriend
#girlfriend
#lover
1082 reads
27 Comments
Eighteen
He kissed me in the rain a few months ago, and I swear to god, in that moment, I fell in love with him so much, in such a way that it took my breath away.
When he makes love to me, he is slow with his movements; as if i'd melt away if he didn't. When he is kissing his way down my stomach, he makes sure to comment on how beautiful i am, no matter where we are; he always tells me i'm beautiful, he says it so much, and so often that sometimes I think he is trying to instill the love he has for me, into the caverns of my lungs, so that hopefully i'll believe it, too.
He told me he...
When he makes love to me, he is slow with his movements; as if i'd melt away if he didn't. When he is kissing his way down my stomach, he makes sure to comment on how beautiful i am, no matter where we are; he always tells me i'm beautiful, he says it so much, and so often that sometimes I think he is trying to instill the love he has for me, into the caverns of my lungs, so that hopefully i'll believe it, too.
He told me he...
#boyfriend
#love
129 reads
4 Comments
Eighteen
He kissed me in the rain a few months ago, and I swear to god, in that moment, I fell in love with him so much, in such a way that it took my breath away.
When he makes love to me, he is slow with his movements; as if i'd melt away if he didn't. When he is kissing his way down my stomach, he makes sure to comment on how beautiful i am, no matter where we are; he always tells me i'm beautiful, he says it so much, and so often that sometimes I think he is trying to instill the love he has for me, into the caverns of my lungs, so that hopefully i'll believe it, too.
He told me he...
When he makes love to me, he is slow with his movements; as if i'd melt away if he didn't. When he is kissing his way down my stomach, he makes sure to comment on how beautiful i am, no matter where we are; he always tells me i'm beautiful, he says it so much, and so often that sometimes I think he is trying to instill the love he has for me, into the caverns of my lungs, so that hopefully i'll believe it, too.
He told me he...
#boyfriend
#love
129 reads
4 Comments
DU Poetry : Poems for and About Boyfriends Published by Members Recently Online