Long Poems for and About Lovers
#lover
Long poems for and about lovers. 300 words or more, most recently published poems first.
Danger on a dark road
#dreams
#erotic
#lover
#porn
#sex
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He's My Dark Chocolate King Delight
Under the warmth of the Sun
The skies are our blanket of forevermore
Lay me down upon the soft illumination of a Blue Moon
Relax me in the octopus of your beautiful stardust
Here, there, mmm… I feel the slippery slopes of your love potion
Fusing
Softly siphoning the drops of my resistance in the cocoon of desires
I see the vastness of oceans in your eyes
I tasted the doctrine to the portal to your soul
Mm.. Allah will be so proud
Salvation we all want, many...
The skies are our blanket of forevermore
Lay me down upon the soft illumination of a Blue Moon
Relax me in the octopus of your beautiful stardust
Here, there, mmm… I feel the slippery slopes of your love potion
Fusing
Softly siphoning the drops of my resistance in the cocoon of desires
I see the vastness of oceans in your eyes
I tasted the doctrine to the portal to your soul
Mm.. Allah will be so proud
Salvation we all want, many...
#lover
#sun
#water
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One sided attraction
I was staying in one of those days,
Where you just saw misused lips and teeth,
That refused to turn the light,
Back as protesting.
Use for what we are meant to be used.
Not victims of a hysterical laugh to create atmosphere.
Gotten out of the building, waiting in the station nearby,
It was like being in a room with rotten clothes,
Where the windows where not open the day before,
A heavy smell
…Under the fog.
I turned my head and
I bumped on something out of context
…I could see a cigarette in a elegant hand,
That looked...
Where you just saw misused lips and teeth,
That refused to turn the light,
Back as protesting.
Use for what we are meant to be used.
Not victims of a hysterical laugh to create atmosphere.
Gotten out of the building, waiting in the station nearby,
It was like being in a room with rotten clothes,
Where the windows where not open the day before,
A heavy smell
…Under the fog.
I turned my head and
I bumped on something out of context
…I could see a cigarette in a elegant hand,
That looked...
#lover
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Ahh.. Cuddling Up To Some Chocolate During The Holidays
Whispers of seduction he plays upon the chorus of my mind
The absence of his love notes, his caresses blanketing in allocated moment of passion
My love, take upon my virginity in the hunger of your need
Look upon my eyes as you ease into, the Milky Way of my soul
Mm... yes, slip deeper into mysteries of my yoni, hold my waist
And make me the night of your desires as heart, minds blend
Bodies contoured in the kaleidoscope of the moment
Let me wear the unrehearsed scent of you
Raw, unchained,...
The absence of his love notes, his caresses blanketing in allocated moment of passion
My love, take upon my virginity in the hunger of your need
Look upon my eyes as you ease into, the Milky Way of my soul
Mm... yes, slip deeper into mysteries of my yoni, hold my waist
And make me the night of your desires as heart, minds blend
Bodies contoured in the kaleidoscope of the moment
Let me wear the unrehearsed scent of you
Raw, unchained,...
#holiday
#lover
#passion
#sun
#water
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A FINAL 24 HOURS WITH BOBBY MCGEE
-- Janis Joplin is my favorite singer, a big sexual fantasy and her song. "Me and Bobby McGee" is one of my favorites.
In the song: she and Bobby stop traveling together near Salinas. (Lord, I let him slip away. He's lookin' for that home, and I hope he finds it. But, I'd trade all of my tomorrows, for one single yesterday to be holdin' Bobby's body next to mine.)
Janis died at 27 just a few days after recording the song. No more tomorrows for her. Let's suppose HER WISH CAME TRUE and she was given a "single yesterday" with Bobby. So, here's a...
In the song: she and Bobby stop traveling together near Salinas. (Lord, I let him slip away. He's lookin' for that home, and I hope he finds it. But, I'd trade all of my tomorrows, for one single yesterday to be holdin' Bobby's body next to mine.)
Janis died at 27 just a few days after recording the song. No more tomorrows for her. Let's suppose HER WISH CAME TRUE and she was given a "single yesterday" with Bobby. So, here's a...
#love
#lover
#memories
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Body Paint Time!
#lover
#orgasm
#passion
#porn
#sensual
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Inhaling My Cherry While Tasting My Blossomed Petals
Touch me in the morning
Remnants of pleasure softy melting into the essence of my sweetest ambrosia
Enthralling breaths, showering undulated desires of weakened forays
Inhaling, exhaling, sedated in the blissful aftermath
As dawn’s early light tenderly kisses the remembrance of our entwined temples
Scented sheets of lavender we tussled upon
Bathing our entanglement as we blindly gaged peaks of rapture
Heightened in the rise and fall of its spiraling movements
Whispered expressed of its interlocked, enriching tales of you and I
...
Remnants of pleasure softy melting into the essence of my sweetest ambrosia
Enthralling breaths, showering undulated desires of weakened forays
Inhaling, exhaling, sedated in the blissful aftermath
As dawn’s early light tenderly kisses the remembrance of our entwined temples
Scented sheets of lavender we tussled upon
Bathing our entanglement as we blindly gaged peaks of rapture
Heightened in the rise and fall of its spiraling movements
Whispered expressed of its interlocked, enriching tales of you and I
...
#angels
#lover
#sun #water
#sun #water
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Red Skirt
Is this the awake...
Sprawled like so,
as with death, she sleeps
I'd think she left with it.
Eyes closed, but flitting
as her legs were
the first night we met
Now, as not one thing of her moves,
I watch my last kiss dry
slow, upon the shadowed curve
of her breast
Her skirt, the same one
that flick-flocked across my path
just days ago, now wraps
like a smock, over
the bony back of my chair
I bunch it up; All the flowers
that it smells like
All the flowers that it...
Sprawled like so,
as with death, she sleeps
I'd think she left with it.
Eyes closed, but flitting
as her legs were
the first night we met
Now, as not one thing of her moves,
I watch my last kiss dry
slow, upon the shadowed curve
of her breast
Her skirt, the same one
that flick-flocked across my path
just days ago, now wraps
like a smock, over
the bony back of my chair
I bunch it up; All the flowers
that it smells like
All the flowers that it...
#lover
#lust
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Therapy
#lover
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Fallen
#lover
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Saharan memories
I imagine the day they
found a catfish in the desert
An archeologist winced at
an unforgiving sun,
stretched his neck
and polished another
fucking rock
in the stupid sand
and cursed the
sheer idiocy of it all
because it’s
drunken shit-faced dumb
to look for sea snakes
in the desert
But those intrepid explorers
found their evidence
About 100 Million years ago,
while T-Rex dropped shits the
size of smart cars,
the Sahara Desert
was a vast sea
...
found a catfish in the desert
An archeologist winced at
an unforgiving sun,
stretched his neck
and polished another
fucking rock
in the stupid sand
and cursed the
sheer idiocy of it all
because it’s
drunken shit-faced dumb
to look for sea snakes
in the desert
But those intrepid explorers
found their evidence
About 100 Million years ago,
while T-Rex dropped shits the
size of smart cars,
the Sahara Desert
was a vast sea
...
#desert
#IMissYou
#love
#lover
#romantic
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I Am Judah (Merging Celestial Vibes On Darkclouds68)
My Queen, I am Judah, my heart roars for you
The sun rises to hear it; it moves the oceans
So, count the tides
My heart is beating scriptures, and you are the reason why
My Queen, I am your Judah anoint my flowing mane with the moisture of your love
As I rest my head between your thighs
Let me feel you with the essence of all the twelve tribes
You are sacred, my loving spiritual scribe
I feel the warmth of the sun and I feel your vibes
Roar, for the land the has been nullified by man
Where riches of the melanin hue, were...
The sun rises to hear it; it moves the oceans
So, count the tides
My heart is beating scriptures, and you are the reason why
My Queen, I am your Judah anoint my flowing mane with the moisture of your love
As I rest my head between your thighs
Let me feel you with the essence of all the twelve tribes
You are sacred, my loving spiritual scribe
I feel the warmth of the sun and I feel your vibes
Roar, for the land the has been nullified by man
Where riches of the melanin hue, were...
#lover
#passion
#spiritual
#sun
#water
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DU Poetry : Long Poems for and About Lovers