Poems about Lust And Passion
#lust
Poems about passion, lust and craving physical contact with someone. This theme includes exciting poetry about sensuality and desire, whether a forbidden love or a passionate relationship.
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Ron Summers
Ron Summers
Poem Published
Yesterday 11:21pm
Yesterday 11:21pm
Knowing smile
#erotic
#lust
#orgasm
#sexy
#temptation
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TheOralizer
Poem Published
Yesterday 11:00pm
Yesterday 11:00pm
THE FIRST TIME TASTE
I
can remember the
amazing out of this
world first time that
my manhood was accepted
in a sweet, hot, deep mouth.
I
had to "fight" to keep control
and enjoy my first trip to a
dream world I had only heard about.
How could anything feel so
amazing and out of this world?
THEN
all control was lost as my manhood
erupted in a volcanic release...
lost in another world...seeing
stars, hearing angelic voices'
a weakness and tingling take
control of my body.
THEN
unexpectedly an open mouth ...
can remember the
amazing out of this
world first time that
my manhood was accepted
in a sweet, hot, deep mouth.
I
had to "fight" to keep control
and enjoy my first trip to a
dream world I had only heard about.
How could anything feel so
amazing and out of this world?
THEN
all control was lost as my manhood
erupted in a volcanic release...
lost in another world...seeing
stars, hearing angelic voices'
a weakness and tingling take
control of my body.
THEN
unexpectedly an open mouth ...
#bisexual
#erotic
#lust
#orgasm
#passion
84 reads
3 Comments
Ambjr
Poem Published
Yesterday 8:42pm
Yesterday 8:42pm
not gonna do it
you walked in wearin sunshine for skin
and my world turned yellow
paintin rays across my shadowed canvas
bringin light to everythin I’ve been missin
but I don’t write love poems
your laughter cuts thru frost
like dawn after a winter’s night
warm and merciless
a meltin of light
I collect with my bare hands
but I don’t write love poems
my hands speak a language
you taught them to remember
against black and white keys
each note risin like a prayer
to whatever god
created the curve of your...
and my world turned yellow
paintin rays across my shadowed canvas
bringin light to everythin I’ve been missin
but I don’t write love poems
your laughter cuts thru frost
like dawn after a winter’s night
warm and merciless
a meltin of light
I collect with my bare hands
but I don’t write love poems
my hands speak a language
you taught them to remember
against black and white keys
each note risin like a prayer
to whatever god
created the curve of your...
#love
#lover
#lust
#passion
#wife
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7 Comments
NP_NP
Poem Published
Yesterday 4:26pm
Yesterday 4:26pm
He Is Poison
You are the king of poisons my arsenic.
Giving you one night would be
like ingesting cyanide death to the
soul in minutes.
Careful young women, some
men come to steal your hearts
and blacken your soul, nothing more.
They'll drain your beauty and watch
you convulse their Strychnine,
enjoying your dying misery.
Be warned and careful who you
bring to bed. He will give you
spiritual death, draining your
vitality and leaving you hollow.
Before you take his hand...
Giving you one night would be
like ingesting cyanide death to the
soul in minutes.
Careful young women, some
men come to steal your hearts
and blacken your soul, nothing more.
They'll drain your beauty and watch
you convulse their Strychnine,
enjoying your dying misery.
Be warned and careful who you
bring to bed. He will give you
spiritual death, draining your
vitality and leaving you hollow.
Before you take his hand...
#disappointment
#lust
#regret
#sex
#UnrequitedLove
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4 Comments
adagio
Poem Published
Yesterday 2:43pm
Yesterday 2:43pm
Unraveling Narrative
b]Unraveling narrative entwined in your corset
with the decadent essence of the piranha
Beneath the stone in nicotine's addiction
dealing the Tarot from stiletto to infinity's
remnants locked in a cradle absent of light
With each heartbeat, a scythe to my ears
on a tapestry of forgotten years with the
essence of the piranha in the dark's coal tar
dangling from the umbilical, possessed [/b]
with the decadent essence of the piranha
Beneath the stone in nicotine's addiction
dealing the Tarot from stiletto to infinity's
remnants locked in a cradle absent of light
With each heartbeat, a scythe to my ears
on a tapestry of forgotten years with the
essence of the piranha in the dark's coal tar
dangling from the umbilical, possessed [/b]
#dark
#erotic
#lust
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Mando82
Poem Published
Yesterday 2:43pm
Yesterday 2:43pm
Goddess of Temptation
#lust
#passion
#seductive
#sex
#temptation
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backdeckbenny
Poem Published
Yesterday 3:32am
Yesterday 3:32am
Happy Valentines Day
Remember when you'd hold me close not in your heart but in our bed.
Where you'd put down your book and pick me up instead.
Think back to a time where lust trickled down tangled thighs.
The sound of bliss escaped the room into night skies.
Remember days where hunger carved love into our skin.
And passion had no boundaries, no fear ,no sin.
Now time, like tides, has softened touch and stilled the flame,
In its place a deeper love that’s not the same.
And if you're near or far away
Recall these words I once did say.
I still...
Where you'd put down your book and pick me up instead.
Think back to a time where lust trickled down tangled thighs.
The sound of bliss escaped the room into night skies.
Remember days where hunger carved love into our skin.
And passion had no boundaries, no fear ,no sin.
Now time, like tides, has softened touch and stilled the flame,
In its place a deeper love that’s not the same.
And if you're near or far away
Recall these words I once did say.
I still...
#love
#lust
#ValentinesDay
110 reads
3 Comments
EveAteRedApples
Poem Published
Yesterday 3:19am
Yesterday 3:19am
Dirty Dopamine
#dirty
#erotic
#lust
#porn
#sex
182 reads
10 Comments
averageJoe69
Ron Summers
Ron Summers
Poem Published
Yesterday 1:25am
Yesterday 1:25am
Sexual high
#BDSM
#erotic
#lust
#passion
#sexy
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crimsin
Unveiling
Unveiling
Poem Published
Yesterday 00:20am
Yesterday 00:20am
vanquished
decrepit darkness, at my front door
with thoughts of lust and nothing more
insidious need, I fear, crept up
and I shew it away
inside the dusky, drool
cobwebbed and forgotten
slithering through the night
its mouth agape
a crone, spoke a spell against me
dark of day
bleak in hate
a turnkey and a latch
do not let this woman pass
secreted treachery, upon my bodice lain
sulking in the shadows resenting my beauty
its faith in the dark arts
it utter more enchantments
seek and search, upon...
with thoughts of lust and nothing more
insidious need, I fear, crept up
and I shew it away
inside the dusky, drool
cobwebbed and forgotten
slithering through the night
its mouth agape
a crone, spoke a spell against me
dark of day
bleak in hate
a turnkey and a latch
do not let this woman pass
secreted treachery, upon my bodice lain
sulking in the shadows resenting my beauty
its faith in the dark arts
it utter more enchantments
seek and search, upon...
#dark
#love
#lust #witches
#lust #witches
55 reads
4 Comments
TheOralizer
Poem Published
12th Feb 2025 5:54pm
12th Feb 2025 5:54pm
IT'S NOT HOW IT LOOKS
WE
tend to judge
by how things or
a person looks.
When you see
it as ugly and undesirable,
reluctant to try;
REMEMBER
it is only the
outside of the
pound cake
in a waiting stage.
TASTE
it before
you pass judgment.
You may not only like
it but LOVE IT.
tend to judge
by how things or
a person looks.
When you see
it as ugly and undesirable,
reluctant to try;
REMEMBER
it is only the
outside of the
pound cake
in a waiting stage.
TASTE
it before
you pass judgment.
You may not only like
it but LOVE IT.
#erotic
#lust
#orgasm
#seductive
#sensual
62 reads
7 Comments
PAR
Poem Published
12th Feb 2025 11:47am
12th Feb 2025 11:47am
Hail Insane Virgin
The virgin on stage, perfection and criteria,
attentive look, judge with mystery, blurred.
Extremely minimal details reveal sincerity,
but always with a dry, hard touch of evil.
Imperfections and false pretenses, makeup,
the black invades, the white keeps skin grey
so the virgin can go on searching for pleasure
for its own parts, obscure and needy, humidities.
They pray, oh, they prey... catch and fly away,
Harpy wings, no feathers, only plain old sins.
They slay, slowly, so meticulously draining
one victim after...
attentive look, judge with mystery, blurred.
Extremely minimal details reveal sincerity,
but always with a dry, hard touch of evil.
Imperfections and false pretenses, makeup,
the black invades, the white keeps skin grey
so the virgin can go on searching for pleasure
for its own parts, obscure and needy, humidities.
They pray, oh, they prey... catch and fly away,
Harpy wings, no feathers, only plain old sins.
They slay, slowly, so meticulously draining
one victim after...
#erotic
#lust
#morality
#religion
#spiritual
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5 Comments
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