Poems for and About Husbands Published by Members Recently Online
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Betty
Poem Published
8th Jul 2022 2:21pm
8th Jul 2022 2:21pm
Without coffee or remorse
I like cops and married women for
the same reasons:
They’re pissed at the world,
they fuck fast
and they
keep their
mouths shut.
So I texted a cop
I’d once done a ride-along with,
because while
I read porn,
my husband
and our girlfriend
talked about
baby names.
It punched a hole
in me.
Something gaping
and ugly.
And I wanted to fill it.
With you.
With you.
I wanted to feel all that
tension,
that heat
that...
the same reasons:
They’re pissed at the world,
they fuck fast
and they
keep their
mouths shut.
So I texted a cop
I’d once done a ride-along with,
because while
I read porn,
my husband
and our girlfriend
talked about
baby names.
It punched a hole
in me.
Something gaping
and ugly.
And I wanted to fill it.
With you.
With you.
I wanted to feel all that
tension,
that heat
that...
#husband
#girlfriend
#sex
#lover
#emptiness
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10 Comments
Betty
Poem Published
8th Jul 2022 2:21pm
8th Jul 2022 2:21pm
Without coffee or remorse
I like cops and married women for
the same reasons:
They’re pissed at the world,
they fuck fast
and they
keep their
mouths shut.
So I texted a cop
I’d once done a ride-along with,
because while
I read porn,
my husband
and our girlfriend
talked about
baby names.
It punched a hole
in me.
Something gaping
and ugly.
And I wanted to fill it.
With you.
With you.
I wanted to feel all that
tension,
that heat
that...
the same reasons:
They’re pissed at the world,
they fuck fast
and they
keep their
mouths shut.
So I texted a cop
I’d once done a ride-along with,
because while
I read porn,
my husband
and our girlfriend
talked about
baby names.
It punched a hole
in me.
Something gaping
and ugly.
And I wanted to fill it.
With you.
With you.
I wanted to feel all that
tension,
that heat
that...
#husband
#girlfriend
#sex
#lover
#emptiness
575 reads
10 Comments
Betty
Poem Published
8th Jul 2022 2:21pm
8th Jul 2022 2:21pm
Without coffee or remorse
I like cops and married women for
the same reasons:
They’re pissed at the world,
they fuck fast
and they
keep their
mouths shut.
So I texted a cop
I’d once done a ride-along with,
because while
I read porn,
my husband
and our girlfriend
talked about
baby names.
It punched a hole
in me.
Something gaping
and ugly.
And I wanted to fill it.
With you.
With you.
I wanted to feel all that
tension,
that heat
that...
the same reasons:
They’re pissed at the world,
they fuck fast
and they
keep their
mouths shut.
So I texted a cop
I’d once done a ride-along with,
because while
I read porn,
my husband
and our girlfriend
talked about
baby names.
It punched a hole
in me.
Something gaping
and ugly.
And I wanted to fill it.
With you.
With you.
I wanted to feel all that
tension,
that heat
that...
#husband
#girlfriend
#sex
#lover
#emptiness
575 reads
10 Comments
Betty
Poem Published
8th Jul 2022 2:21pm
8th Jul 2022 2:21pm
Without coffee or remorse
I like cops and married women for
the same reasons:
They’re pissed at the world,
they fuck fast
and they
keep their
mouths shut.
So I texted a cop
I’d once done a ride-along with,
because while
I read porn,
my husband
and our girlfriend
talked about
baby names.
It punched a hole
in me.
Something gaping
and ugly.
And I wanted to fill it.
With you.
With you.
I wanted to feel all that
tension,
that heat
that...
the same reasons:
They’re pissed at the world,
they fuck fast
and they
keep their
mouths shut.
So I texted a cop
I’d once done a ride-along with,
because while
I read porn,
my husband
and our girlfriend
talked about
baby names.
It punched a hole
in me.
Something gaping
and ugly.
And I wanted to fill it.
With you.
With you.
I wanted to feel all that
tension,
that heat
that...
#husband
#girlfriend
#sex
#lover
#emptiness
575 reads
10 Comments
goldenmyst
Poem Published
11th Aug 2022 5:32am
11th Aug 2022 5:32am
The Virgin Bride
The Virgin Bride
You stand at the counter
glowing like the female essence
as you try on perfume.
The scent lingers
as I breathe each exhalation
My gaze follows your back.
Your black dress clings to your derriere
like a second skin.
“Only one person allowed in the dressing room.”
“She has a bad back and needs help dressing.
I am her husband.”
“Well, my boyfriend helps me dress,
and my back is fit as a fiddle.
Just behave yourselves in there.”
“She’ll keep her lingerie on. I’ll see to that.” ...
You stand at the counter
glowing like the female essence
as you try on perfume.
The scent lingers
as I breathe each exhalation
My gaze follows your back.
Your black dress clings to your derriere
like a second skin.
“Only one person allowed in the dressing room.”
“She has a bad back and needs help dressing.
I am her husband.”
“Well, my boyfriend helps me dress,
and my back is fit as a fiddle.
Just behave yourselves in there.”
“She’ll keep her lingerie on. I’ll see to that.” ...
#wife
#husband
#sex
#erotic
#sensual
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2 Comments
goldenmyst
Poem Published
11th Aug 2022 5:32am
11th Aug 2022 5:32am
The Virgin Bride
The Virgin Bride
You stand at the counter
glowing like the female essence
as you try on perfume.
The scent lingers
as I breathe each exhalation
My gaze follows your back.
Your black dress clings to your derriere
like a second skin.
“Only one person allowed in the dressing room.”
“She has a bad back and needs help dressing.
I am her husband.”
“Well, my boyfriend helps me dress,
and my back is fit as a fiddle.
Just behave yourselves in there.”
“She’ll keep her lingerie on. I’ll see to that.” ...
You stand at the counter
glowing like the female essence
as you try on perfume.
The scent lingers
as I breathe each exhalation
My gaze follows your back.
Your black dress clings to your derriere
like a second skin.
“Only one person allowed in the dressing room.”
“She has a bad back and needs help dressing.
I am her husband.”
“Well, my boyfriend helps me dress,
and my back is fit as a fiddle.
Just behave yourselves in there.”
“She’ll keep her lingerie on. I’ll see to that.” ...
#wife
#husband
#sex
#erotic
#sensual
470 reads
2 Comments
goldenmyst
Poem Published
11th Aug 2022 5:32am
11th Aug 2022 5:32am
The Virgin Bride
The Virgin Bride
You stand at the counter
glowing like the female essence
as you try on perfume.
The scent lingers
as I breathe each exhalation
My gaze follows your back.
Your black dress clings to your derriere
like a second skin.
“Only one person allowed in the dressing room.”
“She has a bad back and needs help dressing.
I am her husband.”
“Well, my boyfriend helps me dress,
and my back is fit as a fiddle.
Just behave yourselves in there.”
“She’ll keep her lingerie on. I’ll see to that.” ...
You stand at the counter
glowing like the female essence
as you try on perfume.
The scent lingers
as I breathe each exhalation
My gaze follows your back.
Your black dress clings to your derriere
like a second skin.
“Only one person allowed in the dressing room.”
“She has a bad back and needs help dressing.
I am her husband.”
“Well, my boyfriend helps me dress,
and my back is fit as a fiddle.
Just behave yourselves in there.”
“She’ll keep her lingerie on. I’ll see to that.” ...
#wife
#husband
#sex
#erotic
#sensual
470 reads
2 Comments
goldenmyst
Poem Published
11th Aug 2022 5:32am
11th Aug 2022 5:32am
The Virgin Bride
The Virgin Bride
You stand at the counter
glowing like the female essence
as you try on perfume.
The scent lingers
as I breathe each exhalation
My gaze follows your back.
Your black dress clings to your derriere
like a second skin.
“Only one person allowed in the dressing room.”
“She has a bad back and needs help dressing.
I am her husband.”
“Well, my boyfriend helps me dress,
and my back is fit as a fiddle.
Just behave yourselves in there.”
“She’ll keep her lingerie on. I’ll see to that.” ...
You stand at the counter
glowing like the female essence
as you try on perfume.
The scent lingers
as I breathe each exhalation
My gaze follows your back.
Your black dress clings to your derriere
like a second skin.
“Only one person allowed in the dressing room.”
“She has a bad back and needs help dressing.
I am her husband.”
“Well, my boyfriend helps me dress,
and my back is fit as a fiddle.
Just behave yourselves in there.”
“She’ll keep her lingerie on. I’ll see to that.” ...
#wife
#husband
#sex
#erotic
#sensual
470 reads
2 Comments
goldenmyst
Poem Published
11th Aug 2022 5:32am
11th Aug 2022 5:32am
The Virgin Bride
The Virgin Bride
You stand at the counter
glowing like the female essence
as you try on perfume.
The scent lingers
as I breathe each exhalation
My gaze follows your back.
Your black dress clings to your derriere
like a second skin.
“Only one person allowed in the dressing room.”
“She has a bad back and needs help dressing.
I am her husband.”
“Well, my boyfriend helps me dress,
and my back is fit as a fiddle.
Just behave yourselves in there.”
“She’ll keep her lingerie on. I’ll see to that.” ...
You stand at the counter
glowing like the female essence
as you try on perfume.
The scent lingers
as I breathe each exhalation
My gaze follows your back.
Your black dress clings to your derriere
like a second skin.
“Only one person allowed in the dressing room.”
“She has a bad back and needs help dressing.
I am her husband.”
“Well, my boyfriend helps me dress,
and my back is fit as a fiddle.
Just behave yourselves in there.”
“She’ll keep her lingerie on. I’ll see to that.” ...
#wife
#husband
#sex
#erotic
#sensual
470 reads
2 Comments
crimsin
Unveiling
Unveiling
Poem Published
17th Jan 2025 9:58pm
17th Jan 2025 9:58pm
plea
keening deep within
melodic pain plays quietly
the victim stirs
a casualty of fate
designed to fail in time
the body withers away
and inside I break
there is no reprieve
my delsuions carry me away
my heart can't face the news of today
thoughts darken then grow bright
let strength find me
give me succor in my time of need
I'm in shock and don't know how to cope
carried away on a river of tears
sighing within feelings like I might faint
my husband is my life
I'm no good on my own ...
melodic pain plays quietly
the victim stirs
a casualty of fate
designed to fail in time
the body withers away
and inside I break
there is no reprieve
my delsuions carry me away
my heart can't face the news of today
thoughts darken then grow bright
let strength find me
give me succor in my time of need
I'm in shock and don't know how to cope
carried away on a river of tears
sighing within feelings like I might faint
my husband is my life
I'm no good on my own ...
#grief
#husband
#love
148 reads
6 Comments
crimsin
Unveiling
Unveiling
Poem Published
17th Jan 2025 9:58pm
17th Jan 2025 9:58pm
plea
keening deep within
melodic pain plays quietly
the victim stirs
a casualty of fate
designed to fail in time
the body withers away
and inside I break
there is no reprieve
my delsuions carry me away
my heart can't face the news of today
thoughts darken then grow bright
let strength find me
give me succor in my time of need
I'm in shock and don't know how to cope
carried away on a river of tears
sighing within feelings like I might faint
my husband is my life
I'm no good on my own ...
melodic pain plays quietly
the victim stirs
a casualty of fate
designed to fail in time
the body withers away
and inside I break
there is no reprieve
my delsuions carry me away
my heart can't face the news of today
thoughts darken then grow bright
let strength find me
give me succor in my time of need
I'm in shock and don't know how to cope
carried away on a river of tears
sighing within feelings like I might faint
my husband is my life
I'm no good on my own ...
#grief
#husband
#love
148 reads
6 Comments
crimsin
Unveiling
Unveiling
Poem Published
17th Jan 2025 9:58pm
17th Jan 2025 9:58pm
plea
keening deep within
melodic pain plays quietly
the victim stirs
a casualty of fate
designed to fail in time
the body withers away
and inside I break
there is no reprieve
my delsuions carry me away
my heart can't face the news of today
thoughts darken then grow bright
let strength find me
give me succor in my time of need
I'm in shock and don't know how to cope
carried away on a river of tears
sighing within feelings like I might faint
my husband is my life
I'm no good on my own ...
melodic pain plays quietly
the victim stirs
a casualty of fate
designed to fail in time
the body withers away
and inside I break
there is no reprieve
my delsuions carry me away
my heart can't face the news of today
thoughts darken then grow bright
let strength find me
give me succor in my time of need
I'm in shock and don't know how to cope
carried away on a river of tears
sighing within feelings like I might faint
my husband is my life
I'm no good on my own ...
#grief
#husband
#love
148 reads
6 Comments
DU Poetry : Poems for and About Husbands Published by Members Recently Online
