Long Poems for and About Lovers
#lover
Long poems for and about lovers. 300 words or more, most recently published poems first.
Lust that Burns
Lust that burns
You are on the periphery
Notice you from across the room
The slit of your skirt gives a clue
In my mind I undress beautiful you
I stay on the perimeter tracking my prey
See you move so slow and sensuous
The sway of your hips speaks to me in tongues
You notice a tiger on your tail
You act disinterested but I feel you
I go in for the first taste but you are too quick
I come up with nothing but air
The line up the back of your stockings
Arouse inner...
You are on the periphery
Notice you from across the room
The slit of your skirt gives a clue
In my mind I undress beautiful you
I stay on the perimeter tracking my prey
See you move so slow and sensuous
The sway of your hips speaks to me in tongues
You notice a tiger on your tail
You act disinterested but I feel you
I go in for the first taste but you are too quick
I come up with nothing but air
The line up the back of your stockings
Arouse inner...
#dirty
#lover
#lust
#seductive
#sex
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Mm... His Wakanda Forever, Feels So Good Deep Inside Me
Close your eyes, my love, relax the spaces of your mind
Delight in dancing I give to you, practiced from the beginning of time
Yoruba Goddess, Yemonja, shh…. just close your eyes and listen to the softness of my serenading desires
Passion, lust, rapture, graceful movements for the mind to inspire
Enticing his loins flames of fire
No rhythm to engage, only his body, for the essence of this muse, no cloth is required
Cradle me within the sanctuary of your Black Panther King hungry desires
The enticement of my curves embraced in a wanton dance ...
Delight in dancing I give to you, practiced from the beginning of time
Yoruba Goddess, Yemonja, shh…. just close your eyes and listen to the softness of my serenading desires
Passion, lust, rapture, graceful movements for the mind to inspire
Enticing his loins flames of fire
No rhythm to engage, only his body, for the essence of this muse, no cloth is required
Cradle me within the sanctuary of your Black Panther King hungry desires
The enticement of my curves embraced in a wanton dance ...
#lover
#moon
#spiritual
#sun
#water
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2024 November Poems >> falling in love daze
No. 03
falling in love daze
“Have you ever watched a leaf leave a tree? It falls upward first, and then it drifts
toward the ground, just as i find myself drifting toward you.”—Beth Kephart
how i remember riverbanks we sat on,
watching abscond the may bugs that we spat on,
goosing beneath the bough you hung your hat on.
gosh! how i loved the way you made me kiss you!
how i recall the day i caught you crying,
when tritely,...
falling in love daze
“Have you ever watched a leaf leave a tree? It falls upward first, and then it drifts
toward the ground, just as i find myself drifting toward you.”—Beth Kephart
how i remember riverbanks we sat on,
watching abscond the may bugs that we spat on,
goosing beneath the bough you hung your hat on.
gosh! how i loved the way you made me kiss you!
how i recall the day i caught you crying,
when tritely,...
#emotional
#FallingInLove
#girlfriend
#lover
#romantic
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0 Comments
Seducing The Moon
Do you want to slide your dick… between… my Creole thighs
Grip that headboard …mmmm……and fuck me, beyond sunrise
You’ve watched me fuck him
Drop your pants as if it were your dick… sliding in
I heard a rattle at the door
Just when my pussy juices coveted his dick galore
Did I make you lose control
When it’s his dick my mouth patrols
My pussy his girth consoles
My lust you want to taste
Intangible wet dreams of me, sweet mercy… no debates
How do I love thee let me count thy ways
Through the fog, allow your...
Grip that headboard …mmmm……and fuck me, beyond sunrise
You’ve watched me fuck him
Drop your pants as if it were your dick… sliding in
I heard a rattle at the door
Just when my pussy juices coveted his dick galore
Did I make you lose control
When it’s his dick my mouth patrols
My pussy his girth consoles
My lust you want to taste
Intangible wet dreams of me, sweet mercy… no debates
How do I love thee let me count thy ways
Through the fog, allow your...
#lover
#moon
#seductive
#sun
#water
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Silent Night, Holy Night (A Black Panther Snow Globe)
My love, my Black Panther, we have been walking our land way before time
Delivery our messages to hearts, with reasons and with rhymes
Giving kids smiles of joy each cheerful holiday time after time
Do you think the gown folk masses are really listening
When sleigh bells are glistening
The holidays are not just about spreading cheer this time of the year
My love, I am sure minds would think differently
When loved ones who were here last year absence are sadly felt in the need
Newborn babies being born to carry generations on ...
Delivery our messages to hearts, with reasons and with rhymes
Giving kids smiles of joy each cheerful holiday time after time
Do you think the gown folk masses are really listening
When sleigh bells are glistening
The holidays are not just about spreading cheer this time of the year
My love, I am sure minds would think differently
When loved ones who were here last year absence are sadly felt in the need
Newborn babies being born to carry generations on ...
#holiday
#lover
#peace #sensual
#peace #sensual
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A Love Letter To Yoruba God Obatala From Yoruba Goddess Oshun
Mm… if I let you make slow and passionate love to me tonight handsome man
Giving unto you, my one and only sacred chance
Such a beautiful celestial dance
Of hearts, minds, encircled by our entwine souls
Moving through the cosmos on cruise control
Are you that man, who’ve I’ve waited for, who will give me a part of your world
The mother of your pearls
Whispering me your salvation, granting me your promises, devoid of pressure or demands
Would you know what I like by the softens you hear in my voice
Telling me you like my lacy...
Giving unto you, my one and only sacred chance
Such a beautiful celestial dance
Of hearts, minds, encircled by our entwine souls
Moving through the cosmos on cruise control
Are you that man, who’ve I’ve waited for, who will give me a part of your world
The mother of your pearls
Whispering me your salvation, granting me your promises, devoid of pressure or demands
Would you know what I like by the softens you hear in my voice
Telling me you like my lacy...
#emotions
#happiness
#lover
#moon
#sun
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Promising Him
I made you a promise
You gave me a vow
You hold out your wrists
You're tied to me now
A ribbon of white
For only one night
Your eyes say it all
As you continue to fall
This is a culmination of events.
Of longing and desires
Of passions unspent
And embers build to a fire
I'll take care of you.
As I touch your face
Looking at you
Your Immaculate grace
Shead off outside cares.
Stand before me
Beautiful and bare
So my eyes can see
I place a...
You gave me a vow
You hold out your wrists
You're tied to me now
A ribbon of white
For only one night
Your eyes say it all
As you continue to fall
This is a culmination of events.
Of longing and desires
Of passions unspent
And embers build to a fire
I'll take care of you.
As I touch your face
Looking at you
Your Immaculate grace
Shead off outside cares.
Stand before me
Beautiful and bare
So my eyes can see
I place a...
#erotic
#lover
#seductive #sensual
#seductive #sensual
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17 Comments
Midnight Surrender
VILLA KENNEDY
FRANKFURT, GERMANY
Georg Speyer Presidential Suite
Steffen tossed and turned in the king size bed, nocturnal rest refused to abide. He clasped both hands behind his head. He silently asked himself, just where the fuck was Isabella?
Julius has been attempting to make verbal contact with her for days now. He glanced over at the radio clock on the nightstand; the time registered six o’clock.
Of all the nights to be have experienced a bout of insomnia he thought.
He knew the speech he had to address later today have greater...
FRANKFURT, GERMANY
Georg Speyer Presidential Suite
Steffen tossed and turned in the king size bed, nocturnal rest refused to abide. He clasped both hands behind his head. He silently asked himself, just where the fuck was Isabella?
Julius has been attempting to make verbal contact with her for days now. He glanced over at the radio clock on the nightstand; the time registered six o’clock.
Of all the nights to be have experienced a bout of insomnia he thought.
He knew the speech he had to address later today have greater...
#lover
#passion
#seductive #sensual
#seductive #sensual
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2 Comments
My Fulfillment
Big, veiny and strong
If you need somewhere warm to hide, by all means slip into my thong
If you so happen to find my moistened hole, by all means make a pitstop
One poke from you will be sure to make my cherry pop, like a loaded pistol
Do whatever you can to water and please my pistil
I know you yearn for me to grip that stick shift of yours and put it into over drive
I am the queen bee, and honey you are doing everything in your power to get into my hive
You say just a sip
That the taste of me is just something that needs to greet your...
If you need somewhere warm to hide, by all means slip into my thong
If you so happen to find my moistened hole, by all means make a pitstop
One poke from you will be sure to make my cherry pop, like a loaded pistol
Do whatever you can to water and please my pistil
I know you yearn for me to grip that stick shift of yours and put it into over drive
I am the queen bee, and honey you are doing everything in your power to get into my hive
You say just a sip
That the taste of me is just something that needs to greet your...
#lover
#lust
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2 Comments
Riding On The Bliss Of His Moorish Glory
If I could understand this to explain it to you, I would, but it only happens when I go to sleep
This brotha I continue to dream about, keeps invading my space, my sheets
Girl, I keep having these dreams of this chocolate man, and get this, we are taking in the world on a horse, he just telling me all his beliefs, his Moorish ideology, his hope for his people, and he will be the man who fulfil his country’s dreams
His bedroom prowls, girl I hope with his tongue out and a ready girth, you know us
That means, how big he is and how he made us...
This brotha I continue to dream about, keeps invading my space, my sheets
Girl, I keep having these dreams of this chocolate man, and get this, we are taking in the world on a horse, he just telling me all his beliefs, his Moorish ideology, his hope for his people, and he will be the man who fulfil his country’s dreams
His bedroom prowls, girl I hope with his tongue out and a ready girth, you know us
That means, how big he is and how he made us...
#dreams
#lover
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“Mm.. Primitive And Heated.... Forevermore”
My lusting sword rages for the wetness of your bliss
Let me slide into your sheath and taste the sweetness of your lips
And find paradise in a kiss
An undeniable thirst for the taste of his beautiful soul
It’s midnight, an alluring full moon, the veil of my calling when desires I seek to control
Prowling through the foggy laden forest, seeking an immortal love to console
His lifeforce commodity I crave
One stop brings me closer to the art...
Let me slide into your sheath and taste the sweetness of your lips
And find paradise in a kiss
An undeniable thirst for the taste of his beautiful soul
It’s midnight, an alluring full moon, the veil of my calling when desires I seek to control
Prowling through the foggy laden forest, seeking an immortal love to console
His lifeforce commodity I crave
One stop brings me closer to the art...
#dialogue
#lover
#moon
#narrative
#sun
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“My Soft Whispers Upon His Chest”
Mm.. where are you
I inhale your scent wandering in the sway of the nocturnal breeze
Exhaling, only to hear the faint pulsate of your heart
Sexual therapeutics to my intellect with hushed voices, so faint
The aura of your persona veiled unto me
Step forward so I can read the beautiful lingo of spoken words to swoon
Oh, how it resonates beyond the illumination of my Hunter’s moon
Your beautiful temple suffices the banquet of my harvesting I gather
For a beautiful sepia page upon a time
If I close my eyes, will you...
I inhale your scent wandering in the sway of the nocturnal breeze
Exhaling, only to hear the faint pulsate of your heart
Sexual therapeutics to my intellect with hushed voices, so faint
The aura of your persona veiled unto me
Step forward so I can read the beautiful lingo of spoken words to swoon
Oh, how it resonates beyond the illumination of my Hunter’s moon
Your beautiful temple suffices the banquet of my harvesting I gather
For a beautiful sepia page upon a time
If I close my eyes, will you...
#lover
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5 Comments
DU Poetry : Long Poems for and About Lovers