Long Poems About the Night
#night
Long poems about the night. 300 words or more, most recently published poems first.
Dusk, Dawn, Midnight
#lust
#erotic
#moon
#night
#lover
656 reads
9 Comments
Besotted
Besotted .The word alone conjures a deep, expensive Cabernet, one that surrenders your shame and drips warm syrupy liquid into your cleavage. So seductive is it to be besotted that soon you are pouring wine over your head, requiring full immersion, guzzling this nectar of the gods until you drown. Drowning in Cabernet is a capitulation to exquisitely perfect men; the long-standing denizens of your tortured imagination.
Don't drown. Swim. Swim with him, this real man, the one who lives here, not in your nebulous realms. Swim with his imperfections, his bald spot, his stubborn,...
Don't drown. Swim. Swim with him, this real man, the one who lives here, not in your nebulous realms. Swim with his imperfections, his bald spot, his stubborn,...
#happiness
#love
#moon
#night
#water
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Softly Kissing In The Rain
Mm… my love, you’ve escaped into my world of dreams
Kissed by twinkling stars and ordained by the Heavens above
You softly caressed my face
Tasting the honeyed nectar off my sweet lips
Whispered promises of endearments in my ear
Mm... slowly undressing me, peeling off layers of waiting in eagerness
Needing the warmness of his muscular body melting against mine
Hungering for the reasoning sound of his baritone voice
He laid me down on a bed of silken rose petals
Passion and gentleness mirrored in his eyes as he gazed down into...
Kissed by twinkling stars and ordained by the Heavens above
You softly caressed my face
Tasting the honeyed nectar off my sweet lips
Whispered promises of endearments in my ear
Mm... slowly undressing me, peeling off layers of waiting in eagerness
Needing the warmness of his muscular body melting against mine
Hungering for the reasoning sound of his baritone voice
He laid me down on a bed of silken rose petals
Passion and gentleness mirrored in his eyes as he gazed down into...
#rain
#night
#lover
#sensual
#passion
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Beautiful Immortality
Beguiling darkness cloaking the full moon illuminate's ecstasy, wishes the insignia of desires, hangs
Human seductress to craving immortality pangs
Carnal salvation, siphoning the trickling of his blood
My Master I feast upon, the red river of death, draining him in the name of immortal love
His throbbing veins, drinking the fountain of his generational bloodline
In the cathedral of the...
Human seductress to craving immortality pangs
Carnal salvation, siphoning the trickling of his blood
My Master I feast upon, the red river of death, draining him in the name of immortal love
His throbbing veins, drinking the fountain of his generational bloodline
In the cathedral of the...
#lust
#dark
#moon
#night
#passion
696 reads
10 Comments
Come Out Come Out Wherever You Are (The Bewitching Hour Prelude To Part V)
#moon
#night
#Halloween
#ShortStory
#witches
481 reads
2 Comments
The Magician (The Seduction Of The Tarot Card)
#erotic
#moon
#night
#Halloween
#ShortStory
339 reads
4 Comments
TOOTHLESS GATOR DANCE (10-14-2021, 12:00am, Palm Springs, California)
with my useless
post op
right arm
bound up
in this sling
for at least
another month
here at
the end
of another long day
as exhausted
as i am
so ready for bed
i still have
one more last
struggle ahead
before i can
for the usually
quick simple act
of getting out
of my pants
has recently become
a considerably
more daunting...
post op
right arm
bound up
in this sling
for at least
another month
here at
the end
of another long day
as exhausted
as i am
so ready for bed
i still have
one more last
struggle ahead
before i can
for the usually
quick simple act
of getting out
of my pants
has recently become
a considerably
more daunting...
#night
#monsters
#insomnia
#illness
#weakness
554 reads
5 Comments
Feeling His Potent Heat.. Mm... Sink It Deeper Baby
#lust
#sex
#erotic
#night
#passion
771 reads
14 Comments
A Cherry Brandy story
I
The roar of noise of a car engine,
a yellow streetlight, a red-light, a cyan led,
a chubby and tired body walking around a gas station.
The silence is the jingling of the turn signal, the dreamcatcher’s there,
hung on the door, the entrance of a too illuminated bar.
The Pacific Ocean is a beast that bites and roars,
the baritone voice of an old opera singer,
so much voice from that diaphragm bent
by the solemnity of those steel notes.
Turn on the radio,
Los Angeles still doesn’t know this song.
Moon is a muse to one thousand...
The roar of noise of a car engine,
a yellow streetlight, a red-light, a cyan led,
a chubby and tired body walking around a gas station.
The silence is the jingling of the turn signal, the dreamcatcher’s there,
hung on the door, the entrance of a too illuminated bar.
The Pacific Ocean is a beast that bites and roars,
the baritone voice of an old opera singer,
so much voice from that diaphragm bent
by the solemnity of those steel notes.
Turn on the radio,
Los Angeles still doesn’t know this song.
Moon is a muse to one thousand...
#night
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4 Comments
INTERRUPTED FLOW OF THE LOWEST DREAMING STONE (Thurs., Aug. 12th, 2021, 8:42am, Palm Springs, California)
quietly
slipped away
again
adrift
in dreamlands
mysteriously morphing
boundless
fluid realms
until i
suddenly became
aware
id been
vaporously dispensed
into
the lingering
sapphire mists
here in
the subliminal
inner dimensional
world
of three
hot noggins
not
while simultaneously
all caught
up
in yet
another parallel
inner worlds
similar
lingering ...
slipped away
again
adrift
in dreamlands
mysteriously morphing
boundless
fluid realms
until i
suddenly became
aware
id been
vaporously dispensed
into
the lingering
sapphire mists
here in
the subliminal
inner dimensional
world
of three
hot noggins
not
while simultaneously
all caught
up
in yet
another parallel
inner worlds
similar
lingering ...
#dreams
#night
#marijuana
#sleep
#mythology
376 reads
3 Comments
Unleashing The Moon
#moon
#night
#pagan #magic
#pagan #magic
601 reads
23 Comments
Ode To Night
We are all like the bright moon, we still have our darker side.”
-Khalil Gibran
I
Cry with me, sultry night;
pray for the sentient things
crawling ‘neath your sight.
Glow your moon’s pale light.
Illuminate those whom pine for all
to be right and the fields of things
who count not the hours,
but wave in the wind endlessly
and futilely.
Pass me under safe care tonight,
let the voices lead me softly along:
a muted song.
Cry with me, sultry night.
...
-Khalil Gibran
I
Cry with me, sultry night;
pray for the sentient things
crawling ‘neath your sight.
Glow your moon’s pale light.
Illuminate those whom pine for all
to be right and the fields of things
who count not the hours,
but wave in the wind endlessly
and futilely.
Pass me under safe care tonight,
let the voices lead me softly along:
a muted song.
Cry with me, sultry night.
...
#dreams
#moon
#night
#KahlilGibran
#NaPoWriMo2021
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DU Poetry : Long Poems About the Night