Long Poems for and About Lovers
#lover
Long poems for and about lovers. 300 words or more, most recently published poems first.
Juiciest lip
He hesitated for just a moment, looking up at her. “Tell me again why they’re the juiciest lips.”
She smiled, her eyes dark with desire. “Because they’re made to be worshipped. Made to be tasted. Made to make a man lose himself in ecstasy.”
His lips found her again, this time pressing against the soft, wet flesh hidden beneath her panties. She let out a moan, her body trembling with pleasure as his tongue explored every inch of her.
He couldn’t deny it—she was right. The juiciest lips were here, between her legs, and he was more than willing to lose himself in them. ...
She smiled, her eyes dark with desire. “Because they’re made to be worshipped. Made to be tasted. Made to make a man lose himself in ecstasy.”
His lips found her again, this time pressing against the soft, wet flesh hidden beneath her panties. She let out a moan, her body trembling with pleasure as his tongue explored every inch of her.
He couldn’t deny it—she was right. The juiciest lips were here, between her legs, and he was more than willing to lose himself in them. ...
#erotic
#lover
#seductive #sensual
#seductive #sensual
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Mmm.. Hey You
As I close my eyes
I feel the warmth of the Sun casted on the silhouette of my surmise
To taste the love, serenity, amour
To know the beguiling scent of a Hebrew King in the cathedral in and out of time, the infinity of forevermore
Upon the winds of time
I commence my spirit and scent, may it haunt the nostrils within the mist to the forest
A queen among the pack, for our nocturnal passionate trysts
As his prey, he does bring that carnal bliss
I hear his whispers in the wind
I know he is approaching, as the tress bow...
I feel the warmth of the Sun casted on the silhouette of my surmise
To taste the love, serenity, amour
To know the beguiling scent of a Hebrew King in the cathedral in and out of time, the infinity of forevermore
Upon the winds of time
I commence my spirit and scent, may it haunt the nostrils within the mist to the forest
A queen among the pack, for our nocturnal passionate trysts
As his prey, he does bring that carnal bliss
I hear his whispers in the wind
I know he is approaching, as the tress bow...
#lover
#mythology
#spiritual
#sun
#water
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Mm.. He Already Knows I’m Soft As Cashmere
Drawing in my tender emotions
Euphoric soothing mental love potion
Passion sinking within the feelings of intellectual designs
No intimate table setting, no silken covered bed, not even a bottle of vintage wine
Shh... just mind to mind
His hot breath against my skin
Once he pulls me into has naked physique
We become the beautiful hues of our own illicit sin
Displayed and understood to inquisitive eyes
Entrapping the rapture of a sweet alluring worded surprise
Anchoring in the depth of a flowing cerebral ocean ...
Euphoric soothing mental love potion
Passion sinking within the feelings of intellectual designs
No intimate table setting, no silken covered bed, not even a bottle of vintage wine
Shh... just mind to mind
His hot breath against my skin
Once he pulls me into has naked physique
We become the beautiful hues of our own illicit sin
Displayed and understood to inquisitive eyes
Entrapping the rapture of a sweet alluring worded surprise
Anchoring in the depth of a flowing cerebral ocean ...
#lover
#mythology
#passion #water
#passion #water
176 reads
5 Comments
red sky perfect
The sharp thorn often produces delicate roses, “ Ovid
I handed you a travel mug
of coffee
and blushed
at the twinge in my
ahem,
girly parts.
You grinned that He-Man
smile you get when you
out fuck me,
like you just slayed a
T-Rex with one hand
on your pecker
and babe,
you almost
turned me
inside out
last night ...
I handed you a travel mug
of coffee
and blushed
at the twinge in my
ahem,
girly parts.
You grinned that He-Man
smile you get when you
out fuck me,
like you just slayed a
T-Rex with one hand
on your pecker
and babe,
you almost
turned me
inside out
last night ...
#lover
#obsession
#passion
#romantic
#sex
137 reads
14 Comments
f**k That Couch

#BDSM
#dirty
#lover #porn
#lover #porn
193 reads
3 Comments
Lost in My Dream

#erotic
#lover
#passion
#seductive
#sensual
225 reads
4 Comments
Psaumes du Paradis
You know goodness well I cannot fit this PHAT azz under this table, my love, and besides, I thought, I took care of that releasing pleasure in the Hummer on the way here
‘A man can only think twice’
Yes, he can, however, there's always, much later and I would love to fog up those glasses once again
Ooo… allow me to finish, reciting my spiritual serenade to you
And please keep those fingers to yourself under the table handsome man... mm...
What where you saying, sexy
Ahh..sss..oh, baby, people are going to look over here once I close my eyes, oh that feels so good...
‘A man can only think twice’
Yes, he can, however, there's always, much later and I would love to fog up those glasses once again
Ooo… allow me to finish, reciting my spiritual serenade to you
And please keep those fingers to yourself under the table handsome man... mm...
What where you saying, sexy
Ahh..sss..oh, baby, people are going to look over here once I close my eyes, oh that feels so good...
#lover
#mythology
#sun #water
#sun #water
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I left the wig on when we f**ked
We’d gotten the diagnoses
that we have terminal
cancer of the relationship.
we tried chemo
and rebounds
and screaming at each other
until our lungs ran out of air
and sorrow carved
in our face like glacier canyons
You could never love me
even with the lights off
too afraid, I guess,
of what that looks like
maybe my mercurial touch
across those empty spaces
in your chest are like a slime mold
or a toxin,
or a cluster of tender-feelings herpes,
infecting you with...
that we have terminal
cancer of the relationship.
we tried chemo
and rebounds
and screaming at each other
until our lungs ran out of air
and sorrow carved
in our face like glacier canyons
You could never love me
even with the lights off
too afraid, I guess,
of what that looks like
maybe my mercurial touch
across those empty spaces
in your chest are like a slime mold
or a toxin,
or a cluster of tender-feelings herpes,
infecting you with...
#lover
#obsession
#passion
#romantic
#sex
120 reads
4 Comments
Mmm...Dear Diary,
His muscular body serenades the reflection of my alluring mind
Mm… the imagination of my soft moans as he’s watching my finger dance inside me as I grind
Come closer… yes... real close… hold your tongue out
Now savor the sweeten taste from my creamy wet South
Let me smear it over your lips
Losing myself in the… mmm… a prisoner of his desire fetishes, his hunger when he eases inside me, softly kissing my lips
Widening my pussy for the long slips and hard dips
Binding my wrists behind my back ... pleasure with him, we blend...
Mm… the imagination of my soft moans as he’s watching my finger dance inside me as I grind
Come closer… yes... real close… hold your tongue out
Now savor the sweeten taste from my creamy wet South
Let me smear it over your lips
Losing myself in the… mmm… a prisoner of his desire fetishes, his hunger when he eases inside me, softly kissing my lips
Widening my pussy for the long slips and hard dips
Binding my wrists behind my back ... pleasure with him, we blend...
#lover
#mythology
#water
200 reads
~the dramance of an extraordinary night
https://youtu.be/J89EqPyZx54?feature=shared
neither dark nor light.. a hazy
shadowy silhouetted full-moon night
of a still budding nascence .. as
if a no-moon twilight zone..
descends down
in a swarming~ echoing army
of half-hollowed arrows.. almost
puncturing midway as it
touches down.. although
lopsided, in no accuracies
to her the dreamy veiled
Earth.. in an endless swirl ...
neither dark nor light.. a hazy
shadowy silhouetted full-moon night
of a still budding nascence .. as
if a no-moon twilight zone..
descends down
in a swarming~ echoing army
of half-hollowed arrows.. almost
puncturing midway as it
touches down.. although
lopsided, in no accuracies
to her the dreamy veiled
Earth.. in an endless swirl ...
#love
#lover
#night
#TruthOfLife
#WritingPoetry
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Forty Eight White Roses
Her blonde hair was tucked behind her ears. With her sparkly eyes and that ravenous smile upon her ravishing face.
The exhilarating feeling that over comes us when we are together. It brings out the Demons that lurk inside us.
As I sit on my knees between her legs, I start with the scars on top of her feet and softly kissing her sweetness up to her curvy, lovely hips.
I run my tongue across her waist, as I look up at her when I hit the center place. Slowly moving downward to enjoy the flavor of her lovely rose, before moving upward to her fluffy petals and onward to her...
The exhilarating feeling that over comes us when we are together. It brings out the Demons that lurk inside us.
As I sit on my knees between her legs, I start with the scars on top of her feet and softly kissing her sweetness up to her curvy, lovely hips.
I run my tongue across her waist, as I look up at her when I hit the center place. Slowly moving downward to enjoy the flavor of her lovely rose, before moving upward to her fluffy petals and onward to her...
#dark
#lover
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All Good Things

#lover
#memories
#passion
220 reads
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DU Poetry : Long Poems for and About Lovers