Poems About Polyamory Published by Members Recently Online
#polyamory
ImperfectedStone
The Gardener
The Gardener
Poem Published
28th Jun 2015 10:37pm
28th Jun 2015 10:37pm
The Qualifier (Polyamory entry)
The Qualifier
I had a heart, with a concave tunnel, thirsty for filling.
She was the one under limp down-light, holes in the tights
in practical places, open for the eye.
He was stroking her leg, lips swollen, as if bitten,
skin like cotton reed paper,
a large qualifier.
I wanted the safety of their narrow, peeking, crevices.
I pulled, south, my skirt, fluffed the long, ebony hair off my shoulders
and paraded towards them,
imagining tweaking her nipples until she wept.
It was not the first time I'd been wet for the sharer...
I had a heart, with a concave tunnel, thirsty for filling.
She was the one under limp down-light, holes in the tights
in practical places, open for the eye.
He was stroking her leg, lips swollen, as if bitten,
skin like cotton reed paper,
a large qualifier.
I wanted the safety of their narrow, peeking, crevices.
I pulled, south, my skirt, fluffed the long, ebony hair off my shoulders
and paraded towards them,
imagining tweaking her nipples until she wept.
It was not the first time I'd been wet for the sharer...
#lust
#erotic
#polyamory
936 reads
8 Comments
ImperfectedStone
The Gardener
The Gardener
Poem Published
28th Jun 2015 10:37pm
28th Jun 2015 10:37pm
The Qualifier (Polyamory entry)
The Qualifier
I had a heart, with a concave tunnel, thirsty for filling.
She was the one under limp down-light, holes in the tights
in practical places, open for the eye.
He was stroking her leg, lips swollen, as if bitten,
skin like cotton reed paper,
a large qualifier.
I wanted the safety of their narrow, peeking, crevices.
I pulled, south, my skirt, fluffed the long, ebony hair off my shoulders
and paraded towards them,
imagining tweaking her nipples until she wept.
It was not the first time I'd been wet for the sharer...
I had a heart, with a concave tunnel, thirsty for filling.
She was the one under limp down-light, holes in the tights
in practical places, open for the eye.
He was stroking her leg, lips swollen, as if bitten,
skin like cotton reed paper,
a large qualifier.
I wanted the safety of their narrow, peeking, crevices.
I pulled, south, my skirt, fluffed the long, ebony hair off my shoulders
and paraded towards them,
imagining tweaking her nipples until she wept.
It was not the first time I'd been wet for the sharer...
#lust
#erotic
#polyamory
936 reads
8 Comments
ImperfectedStone
The Gardener
The Gardener
Poem Published
28th Jun 2015 10:37pm
28th Jun 2015 10:37pm
The Qualifier (Polyamory entry)
The Qualifier
I had a heart, with a concave tunnel, thirsty for filling.
She was the one under limp down-light, holes in the tights
in practical places, open for the eye.
He was stroking her leg, lips swollen, as if bitten,
skin like cotton reed paper,
a large qualifier.
I wanted the safety of their narrow, peeking, crevices.
I pulled, south, my skirt, fluffed the long, ebony hair off my shoulders
and paraded towards them,
imagining tweaking her nipples until she wept.
It was not the first time I'd been wet for the sharer...
I had a heart, with a concave tunnel, thirsty for filling.
She was the one under limp down-light, holes in the tights
in practical places, open for the eye.
He was stroking her leg, lips swollen, as if bitten,
skin like cotton reed paper,
a large qualifier.
I wanted the safety of their narrow, peeking, crevices.
I pulled, south, my skirt, fluffed the long, ebony hair off my shoulders
and paraded towards them,
imagining tweaking her nipples until she wept.
It was not the first time I'd been wet for the sharer...
#lust
#erotic
#polyamory
936 reads
8 Comments
MidnightSonneteer
Poem Published
5th Aug 2022 3:39pm
5th Aug 2022 3:39pm
Dionysia
All hail the midnight critic
Who knows more than most critics know
That ladies in a Sapphic show
Will speak a lingo most proclitic.
And were the matter to arise,
In a manner too upsetting,
Remember that the heavy petting
..'twere, perhaps, an exercise
Like classic yoga, or a dance,
To entertain their favorite dudes
Who, weary of their underpants,
Will lose them and bad attitudes
To a slightly hypnotic trance...
Quite unfashionable with the prudes!
Who knows more than most critics know
That ladies in a Sapphic show
Will speak a lingo most proclitic.
And were the matter to arise,
In a manner too upsetting,
Remember that the heavy petting
..'twere, perhaps, an exercise
Like classic yoga, or a dance,
To entertain their favorite dudes
Who, weary of their underpants,
Will lose them and bad attitudes
To a slightly hypnotic trance...
Quite unfashionable with the prudes!
#polyamory
#reading
#Romanticism
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MidnightSonneteer
Poem Published
5th Aug 2022 3:39pm
5th Aug 2022 3:39pm
Dionysia
All hail the midnight critic
Who knows more than most critics know
That ladies in a Sapphic show
Will speak a lingo most proclitic.
And were the matter to arise,
In a manner too upsetting,
Remember that the heavy petting
..'twere, perhaps, an exercise
Like classic yoga, or a dance,
To entertain their favorite dudes
Who, weary of their underpants,
Will lose them and bad attitudes
To a slightly hypnotic trance...
Quite unfashionable with the prudes!
Who knows more than most critics know
That ladies in a Sapphic show
Will speak a lingo most proclitic.
And were the matter to arise,
In a manner too upsetting,
Remember that the heavy petting
..'twere, perhaps, an exercise
Like classic yoga, or a dance,
To entertain their favorite dudes
Who, weary of their underpants,
Will lose them and bad attitudes
To a slightly hypnotic trance...
Quite unfashionable with the prudes!
#polyamory
#reading
#Romanticism
353 reads
0 Comments
MidnightSonneteer
Poem Published
5th Aug 2022 3:39pm
5th Aug 2022 3:39pm
Dionysia
All hail the midnight critic
Who knows more than most critics know
That ladies in a Sapphic show
Will speak a lingo most proclitic.
And were the matter to arise,
In a manner too upsetting,
Remember that the heavy petting
..'twere, perhaps, an exercise
Like classic yoga, or a dance,
To entertain their favorite dudes
Who, weary of their underpants,
Will lose them and bad attitudes
To a slightly hypnotic trance...
Quite unfashionable with the prudes!
Who knows more than most critics know
That ladies in a Sapphic show
Will speak a lingo most proclitic.
And were the matter to arise,
In a manner too upsetting,
Remember that the heavy petting
..'twere, perhaps, an exercise
Like classic yoga, or a dance,
To entertain their favorite dudes
Who, weary of their underpants,
Will lose them and bad attitudes
To a slightly hypnotic trance...
Quite unfashionable with the prudes!
#polyamory
#reading
#Romanticism
353 reads
0 Comments
EveAteRedApples
Poem Published
21st Jul 2024 00:22am
21st Jul 2024 00:22am
a small indiscretion
He tells me
this small indiscretion
is years in the making
because he's not fucking blind
but we're cool
cause he'd fuck you too
even though we never
got that far
He doesn't pretend
like it doesn't hurt him
or that our conversation
about you wasn't confusing as fuck
cause I've never done this before
never had to have that conversation
that says I crossed an invisible line
and fucking liked it
despite what my guilt
has me believing
For all my pretty words
I can't define...
this small indiscretion
is years in the making
because he's not fucking blind
but we're cool
cause he'd fuck you too
even though we never
got that far
He doesn't pretend
like it doesn't hurt him
or that our conversation
about you wasn't confusing as fuck
cause I've never done this before
never had to have that conversation
that says I crossed an invisible line
and fucking liked it
despite what my guilt
has me believing
For all my pretty words
I can't define...
#BestFriend
#betrayal
#love
#polyamory
#UnrequitedLove
271 reads
3 Comments
EveAteRedApples
Poem Published
21st Jul 2024 00:22am
21st Jul 2024 00:22am
a small indiscretion
He tells me
this small indiscretion
is years in the making
because he's not fucking blind
but we're cool
cause he'd fuck you too
even though we never
got that far
He doesn't pretend
like it doesn't hurt him
or that our conversation
about you wasn't confusing as fuck
cause I've never done this before
never had to have that conversation
that says I crossed an invisible line
and fucking liked it
despite what my guilt
has me believing
For all my pretty words
I can't define...
this small indiscretion
is years in the making
because he's not fucking blind
but we're cool
cause he'd fuck you too
even though we never
got that far
He doesn't pretend
like it doesn't hurt him
or that our conversation
about you wasn't confusing as fuck
cause I've never done this before
never had to have that conversation
that says I crossed an invisible line
and fucking liked it
despite what my guilt
has me believing
For all my pretty words
I can't define...
#BestFriend
#betrayal
#love
#polyamory
#UnrequitedLove
271 reads
3 Comments
EveAteRedApples
Poem Published
21st Jul 2024 00:22am
21st Jul 2024 00:22am
a small indiscretion
He tells me
this small indiscretion
is years in the making
because he's not fucking blind
but we're cool
cause he'd fuck you too
even though we never
got that far
He doesn't pretend
like it doesn't hurt him
or that our conversation
about you wasn't confusing as fuck
cause I've never done this before
never had to have that conversation
that says I crossed an invisible line
and fucking liked it
despite what my guilt
has me believing
For all my pretty words
I can't define...
this small indiscretion
is years in the making
because he's not fucking blind
but we're cool
cause he'd fuck you too
even though we never
got that far
He doesn't pretend
like it doesn't hurt him
or that our conversation
about you wasn't confusing as fuck
cause I've never done this before
never had to have that conversation
that says I crossed an invisible line
and fucking liked it
despite what my guilt
has me believing
For all my pretty words
I can't define...
#BestFriend
#betrayal
#love
#polyamory
#UnrequitedLove
271 reads
3 Comments
EveAteRedApples
Poem Published
21st Jul 2024 00:22am
21st Jul 2024 00:22am
a small indiscretion
He tells me
this small indiscretion
is years in the making
because he's not fucking blind
but we're cool
cause he'd fuck you too
even though we never
got that far
He doesn't pretend
like it doesn't hurt him
or that our conversation
about you wasn't confusing as fuck
cause I've never done this before
never had to have that conversation
that says I crossed an invisible line
and fucking liked it
despite what my guilt
has me believing
For all my pretty words
I can't define...
this small indiscretion
is years in the making
because he's not fucking blind
but we're cool
cause he'd fuck you too
even though we never
got that far
He doesn't pretend
like it doesn't hurt him
or that our conversation
about you wasn't confusing as fuck
cause I've never done this before
never had to have that conversation
that says I crossed an invisible line
and fucking liked it
despite what my guilt
has me believing
For all my pretty words
I can't define...
#BestFriend
#betrayal
#love
#polyamory
#UnrequitedLove
271 reads
3 Comments
EveAteRedApples
Poem Published
21st Jul 2024 00:22am
21st Jul 2024 00:22am
a small indiscretion
He tells me
this small indiscretion
is years in the making
because he's not fucking blind
but we're cool
cause he'd fuck you too
even though we never
got that far
He doesn't pretend
like it doesn't hurt him
or that our conversation
about you wasn't confusing as fuck
cause I've never done this before
never had to have that conversation
that says I crossed an invisible line
and fucking liked it
despite what my guilt
has me believing
For all my pretty words
I can't define...
this small indiscretion
is years in the making
because he's not fucking blind
but we're cool
cause he'd fuck you too
even though we never
got that far
He doesn't pretend
like it doesn't hurt him
or that our conversation
about you wasn't confusing as fuck
cause I've never done this before
never had to have that conversation
that says I crossed an invisible line
and fucking liked it
despite what my guilt
has me believing
For all my pretty words
I can't define...
#BestFriend
#betrayal
#love
#polyamory
#UnrequitedLove
271 reads
3 Comments
Tenderloin
Poem Published
2nd Oct 2018 1:57am
2nd Oct 2018 1:57am
Stick Shift
#erotic
#memories
#polyamory
719 reads
0 Comments
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