Erotic Poems
#erotic
The erotic poetry theme is home to steamy, seductive writes. Romantic and sexy poems for your reading pleasure... you can thank us later! Poems in this section range from mildly suggestive to very obscene, so discretion is advised.
averageJoe69
Ron Summers
Ron Summers
Poem Published
Yesterday 11:20pm
Yesterday 11:20pm
First session
#BDSM
#erotic
#lust
#passion
#temptation
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adagio
Poem Published
Yesterday 10:34pm
Yesterday 10:34pm
Paper Mâché
With a scent of the corpse, Paper Mâché
cold as the sins of my debauchery's pen
foreskin of the dark's scarlet eyes
and the widow's compost rotting on the
vine playing giddyup with my catheter's
tusk, rising from the foul-smelling yeast
riding a crooked voice
cold as the sins of my debauchery's pen
foreskin of the dark's scarlet eyes
and the widow's compost rotting on the
vine playing giddyup with my catheter's
tusk, rising from the foul-smelling yeast
riding a crooked voice
#dark
#erotic
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Solomon_Song
Poem Published
Yesterday 6:22pm
Yesterday 6:22pm
IN THE SHOWER SPACE
#erotic
#passion
#sex
48 reads
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Metropolis
Poem Published
Yesterday 6:10pm
Yesterday 6:10pm
My Spanish Seductora
I shall always remember
sweet Sophia from Spain,
in a backless, red dress that fit so tight.
In an erotic fandango, with passion intertwined,
on that romantic, rainy night,
over me, she swayed in a
seductive lover's dance.
Now, with the falling of
a warm, salvaje rain,
over me, my umbrella
entwines with the wind,
up and down, side to side,
bringing back the memory
of that rainy night.
sweet Sophia from Spain,
in a backless, red dress that fit so tight.
In an erotic fandango, with passion intertwined,
on that romantic, rainy night,
over me, she swayed in a
seductive lover's dance.
Now, with the falling of
a warm, salvaje rain,
over me, my umbrella
entwines with the wind,
up and down, side to side,
bringing back the memory
of that rainy night.
#erotic
#rain
#sex
44 reads
I_IS_ME
Poem Published
Yesterday 4:20am
Yesterday 4:20am
Angel Heart
#dark
#dirty
#erotic #evil
#erotic #evil
77 reads
5 Comments
NP_NP
Poem Published
Yesterday 3:13am
Yesterday 3:13am
I Want You To Orgasm
I stand, and all eyes are drawn to me, A magnetic force, unspoken, yet clear. Men stumble on their words, caught in my rhythm, Their gaze follows mine, a dance of desire, But when I turn, I know they avert, Pretending they weren’t lost in the heat of my touch, The sway of my body, an untold story.
I revel in the power of this magnetic pulse, Watching as you shift, uneasy, Your tie pulled tight, as I tease and mesmerize. Feel my hands caress the space between us, Do you long to reach, to claim? But no, I’m untouchable— A mystery wrapped in skin and energy.
With every step, every...
I revel in the power of this magnetic pulse, Watching as you shift, uneasy, Your tie pulled tight, as I tease and mesmerize. Feel my hands caress the space between us, Do you long to reach, to claim? But no, I’m untouchable— A mystery wrapped in skin and energy.
With every step, every...
#erotic
#orgasm
#seductive
#sensual
#spiritual
109 reads
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adagio
Poem Published
Yesterday 00:36am
Yesterday 00:36am
Postmortem Charade - with Indie
With the evidence of charade
touching me post postmortem
lusting with unhinged eyes..
depravity with perils of flesh
naked insanity in grim scenarios...
obsessed
in whispers of autopsy
of dubious consent
paying the piper with my soul
with the incestuous catnip
of the ambiguous blurbs
carnality's potholes
touch me through the veil
scratched and dirty
with your sins
we make clumped earth
our lover's bed bursting with seeds
that will transcend the afterlife
lungs...
touching me post postmortem
lusting with unhinged eyes..
depravity with perils of flesh
naked insanity in grim scenarios...
obsessed
in whispers of autopsy
of dubious consent
paying the piper with my soul
with the incestuous catnip
of the ambiguous blurbs
carnality's potholes
touch me through the veil
scratched and dirty
with your sins
we make clumped earth
our lover's bed bursting with seeds
that will transcend the afterlife
lungs...
#collaboration
#dark
#erotic
#love
#romantic
58 reads
2 Comments
averageJoe69
Ron Summers
Ron Summers
Poem Published
24th Jan 2025 11:48pm
24th Jan 2025 11:48pm
My perfect kinky whore
#erotic
#lust
#passion
#sensual
#sexy
75 reads
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adagio
Poem Published
24th Jan 2025 10:39pm
24th Jan 2025 10:39pm
It's been a while - with Lilliputian
The way you surrender to my kiss
with your decadent jalapeno eyes
addicted to the tempest of my soul
and envious gaze haunting ambiguity
I want to suck your memories
It's been a while since we reminisced
devouring moments we snared
intoxicating in every breath you exhale
resting your heart in my qualms
forever mine to consume
with your decadent jalapeno eyes
with your decadent jalapeno eyes
addicted to the tempest of my soul
and envious gaze haunting ambiguity
I want to suck your memories
It's been a while since we reminisced
devouring moments we snared
intoxicating in every breath you exhale
resting your heart in my qualms
forever mine to consume
with your decadent jalapeno eyes
#collaboration
#dark
#erotic
81 reads
5 Comments
backdeckbenny
Poem Published
24th Jan 2025 8:43pm
24th Jan 2025 8:43pm
Hands Free
Pre cum glistens.
A hardening cock.
Done by my mind.
A hardening cock.
Done by my mind.
#erotic
65 reads
1 Comment
Metropolis
Poem Published
24th Jan 2025 7:21pm
24th Jan 2025 7:21pm
A plea to the erotic writer.
Resist the urge to revise the words
that describe her slipping her jeans back on.
Keep her nude, bringing to light
her long, curly hair sprawled across her creamy skin.
Let her idle away time on her bed, legs spread, skin pale.
If she were to moan from self-pleasure, allow it.
Let her lie on cotton duvet covers by the window,
where the horny sun stares wide-eyed,
full of heat and perspiration.
And if you could, write me into the scene.
I wish to join her until the sun goes down.
that describe her slipping her jeans back on.
Keep her nude, bringing to light
her long, curly hair sprawled across her creamy skin.
Let her idle away time on her bed, legs spread, skin pale.
If she were to moan from self-pleasure, allow it.
Let her lie on cotton duvet covers by the window,
where the horny sun stares wide-eyed,
full of heat and perspiration.
And if you could, write me into the scene.
I wish to join her until the sun goes down.
#erotic
#sex
89 reads
oskar
Poem Published
24th Jan 2025 10:51am
24th Jan 2025 10:51am
longings
Longings
I wish I could see Teresa
met her in Trinidad
She came from St Luzia
Wore a flower in her hair
like women do in Hawaii
I had lost my glasses
We looked under the bed
Her body was a temple
We worshipped that god
At dawn we’re formal
She wore a fresh flower
In her hair
I wish I could see Teresa
met her in Trinidad
She came from St Luzia
Wore a flower in her hair
like women do in Hawaii
I had lost my glasses
We looked under the bed
Her body was a temple
We worshipped that god
At dawn we’re formal
She wore a fresh flower
In her hair
#erotic
#lover
#lust
24 reads
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