Dirty poems, here you'll find poetry about sexual encounters or desires which are considered dirty or nasty in some way by the author. Filth or fetish? Dirty poems may be sexually explicit or obscene, therefore reader discretion is advised.
here i go roleplaying human tears of light in my eye lust on my teeth lipstick nowhere to be seen
taking off my shoes and my skirt
take my pulse by cutting into it
i don't want to describe you like a man writes a woman but that cheshire grin in your smooth blue black face i would recognise with my eyes shut saying i know you you slut; i know what you're capable of
i hope you never get the smell of piss out of your floor
She was ever mine. She was ever mine. Mine to abuse; mine to please, as she was always complaisant. I liked that. I wanted a harlot, my harlot, she was much more than that, and I liked her even more. She wanted to be my slut; I wanted her to be more. She always wore those clothes, which made her look like cheap, one who begged to be used. Have you used her ever? I don’t think you have, I don’t want you to use her as well — because she’s mine now, she’s mine to do whatever I want. And she’ll probably want that, like that, who knows? She makes me self ejaculate when she’s stripping...