Poems About Passion by Top Critiquers
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Poems about passion by top critiquers. Poems written by members who have given lots of feedback to other poets this month.
Sugar Baby
I know what you need...
A young naughty, dirty little slut.
Becoming your obsession
So you can't live in peace.
As you endlessly rush...
Between ecstasy and suffering
I just want you to play with me
But you get so hooked, addicted
You need to dominate and control me
I will be your doll
That you'll have in every position
I will be your parasite
Sucking out your cum and blood
I will be your toy
That you always have to play with
I will be your problem
Which creates even bigger problems
I will be the cause of...
A young naughty, dirty little slut.
Becoming your obsession
So you can't live in peace.
As you endlessly rush...
Between ecstasy and suffering
I just want you to play with me
But you get so hooked, addicted
You need to dominate and control me
I will be your doll
That you'll have in every position
I will be your parasite
Sucking out your cum and blood
I will be your toy
That you always have to play with
I will be your problem
Which creates even bigger problems
I will be the cause of...
#dirty
#lust
#passion
#seductive
#sex
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29 Comments
Couples Unexpectedly Similar #3
Through keyholes' glimpse a world unknown,
mirrors reflect, a love has grown,
barriers crossed, where flaws are shown.
Silent wishes through locked embrace,
mirrors' glance, a hidden place,
keyholes open love's own space.
Eyes that meet in secret views.
Mirrors join what time renews.
Keyholes whispers breaking through.
Through barriers, one love takes flight.
Mirrors dance in a starry night.
Keyholes hold all dreams so tight.
Boundaries fade, all hearts align,
mirrors shine with love's design, ...
mirrors reflect, a love has grown,
barriers crossed, where flaws are shown.
Silent wishes through locked embrace,
mirrors' glance, a hidden place,
keyholes open love's own space.
Eyes that meet in secret views.
Mirrors join what time renews.
Keyholes whispers breaking through.
Through barriers, one love takes flight.
Mirrors dance in a starry night.
Keyholes hold all dreams so tight.
Boundaries fade, all hearts align,
mirrors shine with love's design, ...
#crush
#erotic
#love
#lust
#passion
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> Phoenix <
the fire still burns
as she spread her wings
ready to take a flight
she takes a breath
and the smell of new life
incites her fiery spirit
the hunt begins
as she looks for a prey
to satisfy her need
she picks a target
and dances around him
longing for his flesh
she draws him close
and unleashes the beast
awakening his hunger
aroused by her scent
his excitement increases
evoking carnal desires
he circles around her
and then rips off her wings ...
as she spread her wings
ready to take a flight
she takes a breath
and the smell of new life
incites her fiery spirit
the hunt begins
as she looks for a prey
to satisfy her need
she picks a target
and dances around him
longing for his flesh
she draws him close
and unleashes the beast
awakening his hunger
aroused by her scent
his excitement increases
evoking carnal desires
he circles around her
and then rips off her wings ...
#fire
#passion
1326 reads
30 Comments
GREENLAND
I wanna whisk you away to Greenland,
Like whipped cream -
To the largest island in the World!
I wanna spoil you with Danish Kroner -
The official local currency.
I wanna make love to you in the snow,
Like nobody knows, as we live like Eskimos,
Trudging through its 80% ice cap.
I will lavish you with fresh fish and wine -
Ravish you, once we reach Nuuk (Nuke),
The capital. Divine!
I love it when you talk like that!
Take me away and treasure me,
If only in wishes and dreams -
Then so be it.
Feed me until I...
Like whipped cream -
To the largest island in the World!
I wanna spoil you with Danish Kroner -
The official local currency.
I wanna make love to you in the snow,
Like nobody knows, as we live like Eskimos,
Trudging through its 80% ice cap.
I will lavish you with fresh fish and wine -
Ravish you, once we reach Nuuk (Nuke),
The capital. Divine!
I love it when you talk like that!
Take me away and treasure me,
If only in wishes and dreams -
Then so be it.
Feed me until I...
#dreams
#hope
#inspirational
#uplifting
#passion
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34 Comments
My Love is Kind Of...
My love is kind of funny
You know
The kind that makes you smile early in the morning
The kind that says hi with sighs and sleepy eyes
And few minutes later it’s already churning
My love is kind of witty
You know
The kind when a titty accidentally slips out overnight
And I’m like “well hello there bare breast friend”
And she’s like “don’t you dare start to write”
My love is kind of sensual
You know
The kind when the eyebrows raise up and down to speak
Signaling to let her know exactly what I want ...
You know
The kind that makes you smile early in the morning
The kind that says hi with sighs and sleepy eyes
And few minutes later it’s already churning
My love is kind of witty
You know
The kind when a titty accidentally slips out overnight
And I’m like “well hello there bare breast friend”
And she’s like “don’t you dare start to write”
My love is kind of sensual
You know
The kind when the eyebrows raise up and down to speak
Signaling to let her know exactly what I want ...
#love
#wife
#BestFriend
#funny
#passion
551 reads
10 Comments
A Peaceful Greed
Belly burns with many inferno's inside.
Charred screams and shrieks
of rage.
Ancient noise travels up from
the soul's deep cage.
It may be time to burn that page.
That within the deepest, primal
moans of ecstasy.
My long chained arms fling free,
as the profuse pump of life proceeds to seize.
My mind is now a sweet swarm
of gentle jasmine breezes.
Veins vibrate inner peace.
To desire nothing,
to have no need
Just a greed for great tranquility.
Charred screams and shrieks
of rage.
Ancient noise travels up from
the soul's deep cage.
It may be time to burn that page.
That within the deepest, primal
moans of ecstasy.
My long chained arms fling free,
as the profuse pump of life proceeds to seize.
My mind is now a sweet swarm
of gentle jasmine breezes.
Veins vibrate inner peace.
To desire nothing,
to have no need
Just a greed for great tranquility.
#passion
#peace
#SelfDiscovery
278 reads
20 Comments
The Road to Pastrami
I don't need a guru
I've no use for a swami
I just need a trip back home
to find the best pastrami
The Jewish delis of my childhood
gleaming buckets of sauerkraut
pastrami so hot it steamed the bread,
sharp-crusted rye, without a doubt
Frilly toothpicks
red or blue
secured the mountains of beef
so much food, but I could eat it all
to exactly no one's relief
Maybe it's just stupidity
but I'm craving Miami's humidity
I want the ocean and the burning sand
I want to reexplore my childhood land
...
I've no use for a swami
I just need a trip back home
to find the best pastrami
The Jewish delis of my childhood
gleaming buckets of sauerkraut
pastrami so hot it steamed the bread,
sharp-crusted rye, without a doubt
Frilly toothpicks
red or blue
secured the mountains of beef
so much food, but I could eat it all
to exactly no one's relief
Maybe it's just stupidity
but I'm craving Miami's humidity
I want the ocean and the burning sand
I want to reexplore my childhood land
...
#childhood
#food
#nostalgia #passion
#nostalgia #passion
139 reads
15 Comments
mercy
she rides me like revenge
hips rollin like thunder
burnin marks into my skin
with matchstick fingernails
she speaks in gasps and sighs
each breath a confession
of need and hunger
of pure fuckin sin
my fingers brand her waist
as she arches above me
wild goddess wearin nothin
but the night and desire
takin every inch of me
she drags me under
with every rise and fall
holdin me captive
til we’re both drownin
slick and desperate
she takes what's hers to own
makes me beg for...
hips rollin like thunder
burnin marks into my skin
with matchstick fingernails
she speaks in gasps and sighs
each breath a confession
of need and hunger
of pure fuckin sin
my fingers brand her waist
as she arches above me
wild goddess wearin nothin
but the night and desire
takin every inch of me
she drags me under
with every rise and fall
holdin me captive
til we’re both drownin
slick and desperate
she takes what's hers to own
makes me beg for...
#lust
#passion
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10 Comments
The Scarlet of Desire (Redux)
When night falls in shadows which deepen your eyes
Do they whisper of leather or lace
or
Do you long for my desires
For I esteem neither night or day one above the other
Mine the dream that passion lives
Not in the set place
The special setting
The contrived moment
That somewhere future day
Passion lives in this moment
The immediacy of now
Fierce
Urgent
Heedless of time or place
Fires burn to consume
Thirst seeks to be quenched
Hunger knows only the desire to be filled
So...
Do they whisper of leather or lace
or
Do you long for my desires
For I esteem neither night or day one above the other
Mine the dream that passion lives
Not in the set place
The special setting
The contrived moment
That somewhere future day
Passion lives in this moment
The immediacy of now
Fierce
Urgent
Heedless of time or place
Fires burn to consume
Thirst seeks to be quenched
Hunger knows only the desire to be filled
So...
#lover
#lust
#passion
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7 Comments
Spoon
My lover and I are swirling
Blended by the spoon
I cradle her, within
the cups of my hands
As we spill together
into soup
Our aromas mixed in chaos
of steam and scent
and sighs and sweat
Oils for brewing
our decadence
I sipped on a caught hair
one of her twenty thousand strands
-Long ebony tresses
of my cinnamon bride
She brushed it aside
from my lips
and we kissed
like beggars
on succulent mouthfuls
of generous flesh
We glow in naked pride
as shimmering lovers ...
Blended by the spoon
I cradle her, within
the cups of my hands
As we spill together
into soup
Our aromas mixed in chaos
of steam and scent
and sighs and sweat
Oils for brewing
our decadence
I sipped on a caught hair
one of her twenty thousand strands
-Long ebony tresses
of my cinnamon bride
She brushed it aside
from my lips
and we kissed
like beggars
on succulent mouthfuls
of generous flesh
We glow in naked pride
as shimmering lovers ...
#lover
#lust
#passion
866 reads
29 Comments
spark of lust
rain is falling on the window pane
as if salty tears are falling from the eyes
the tree struggling with tension stands with a half smile
i am standing near the window with a mug of coffee
my naked soul is very happy
clouds of desires are falling on my breasts
my nipples have become erect
someone's love is being written on my skin
lust has descended in my eyes
n instantly my petals are yearning to feel the butterfly kisses
i do not want to laugh at my struggles
i need a...
as if salty tears are falling from the eyes
the tree struggling with tension stands with a half smile
i am standing near the window with a mug of coffee
my naked soul is very happy
clouds of desires are falling on my breasts
my nipples have become erect
someone's love is being written on my skin
lust has descended in my eyes
n instantly my petals are yearning to feel the butterfly kisses
i do not want to laugh at my struggles
i need a...
#erotic
#passion
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22 Comments
Embalmed Memories (with Adagio)
in haunted obsession longing your voice
coaxing the passion embracing my soul
embalming memories of thirsting breasts
climaxing in the depth of your throat
surrendering to the gallows, dark's epitome
hung by the scote's testicles
exquisitely adorned in twilight's mascara
no greater pleasure to give thee my wings
of my earthly reward
worship me as I worship you
bring forth all inhibitions
and shatter them on the alter of us
I feel you pulsing
filling me with the afterglow of the...
coaxing the passion embracing my soul
embalming memories of thirsting breasts
climaxing in the depth of your throat
surrendering to the gallows, dark's epitome
hung by the scote's testicles
exquisitely adorned in twilight's mascara
no greater pleasure to give thee my wings
of my earthly reward
worship me as I worship you
bring forth all inhibitions
and shatter them on the alter of us
I feel you pulsing
filling me with the afterglow of the...
#love
#memories
#passion
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DU Poetry : Poems About Passion by Top Critiquers