Sensual Poems
#sensual
Sensual poems, here you'll find stimulating and sensuous poetry. Passionate arousing poems, exploring the physical and providing gratification for your senses. Erotic and sensual poetry, exploring eroticism and physical pleasures.
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Clock
Glowing numbers, 12:01am
I saw the clock at my bedside
While you were above me
With my body trembling
From the force of you
The sweat in my eyes
As I tried to blink
Made me look over
While my hands and heart were bound
In the shackles you put them in
I saw the clock at my bedside
While you were above me
With my body trembling
From the force of you
The sweat in my eyes
As I tried to blink
Made me look over
While my hands and heart were bound
In the shackles you put them in
#sex
#erotic
#sensual
#BDSM
#lover
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A TONGUE TO HER TREASURE
#erotic
#lust
#passion
#seductive
#sensual
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The Bench That Drove Me Wild
Picture us sitting on the same bench, the air between us charged with tension. You’re in that outfit—your tie slightly loosened, the top button of your shirt undone, and your skirt teasingly short. As you shift closer, the edge of your skirt rides up, revealing more of your thigh, smooth and irresistible. My eyes are glued to the textbook, but my mind is on you.
Then it happens—your leg brushes against mine, soft and warm. I freeze for a moment, wondering if it was an accident, but when it happens again, this time lingering longer, I realize you’re doing it on purpose. My hand,...
Then it happens—your leg brushes against mine, soft and warm. I freeze for a moment, wondering if it was an accident, but when it happens again, this time lingering longer, I realize you’re doing it on purpose. My hand,...
#seductive
#sensual
#sex
#sexy
#temptation
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Essence Released,
Don’t make a sound, let’s keep it tight,
Going for another round deep in the night.
No stopping now, we’re caught in the flow,
Starting at the bottom, then up we go.
Now she’s on top, like she’s thought of it all,
Commanding the rhythm, answering the call.
Our bodies grind, a primal beat,
Hearts racing fast, locked in the heat.
She rides me hard, no slowing pace,
Pushing me deeper in this endless race.
We fuck through the breaks, no stopping, no running,
Her body ignites like she’s truly becoming.
Until she lets go,...
Going for another round deep in the night.
No stopping now, we’re caught in the flow,
Starting at the bottom, then up we go.
Now she’s on top, like she’s thought of it all,
Commanding the rhythm, answering the call.
Our bodies grind, a primal beat,
Hearts racing fast, locked in the heat.
She rides me hard, no slowing pace,
Pushing me deeper in this endless race.
We fuck through the breaks, no stopping, no running,
Her body ignites like she’s truly becoming.
Until she lets go,...
#dirty
#erotic
#sensual #sexy
#sensual #sexy
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Sonja at 18
Sonja at 18
Our healing village is down by the levee in New Orleans. I am deep in Psyche hospital funk. I am curled in a ball on the couch in a fetal pose. My mind is afloat in a Sargasso Sea of drugged peace.
The mind doctors take me off all my meds. I am alert and sitting for a change. Sarah and Pamela, who are counselors, walk by me. Sarah looks at me. “Paul did you know Pamela poses nude for artists in the French Quarter? You should come to a showing of her at the gallery after discharge.”
“That sounds like my cup of tea,” I reply, moon-eyed.
...
Our healing village is down by the levee in New Orleans. I am deep in Psyche hospital funk. I am curled in a ball on the couch in a fetal pose. My mind is afloat in a Sargasso Sea of drugged peace.
The mind doctors take me off all my meds. I am alert and sitting for a change. Sarah and Pamela, who are counselors, walk by me. Sarah looks at me. “Paul did you know Pamela poses nude for artists in the French Quarter? You should come to a showing of her at the gallery after discharge.”
“That sounds like my cup of tea,” I reply, moon-eyed.
...
#healing
#love
#MentalHealth
#romantic
#sensual
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Looking at Pools of Color
Looking at Pools of Color
Each
of these
seems
to be
a topological
depression
surrounded by
increasingly
higher ground,
a liquid
map
to the state
of mind
in
reflection.
Narcissis
or
Dionysus?
The spectrum
of the human drama
at the quantum level....
Was this
your
intention?
Each
of these
seems
to be
a topological
depression
surrounded by
increasingly
higher ground,
a liquid
map
to the state
of mind
in
reflection.
Narcissis
or
Dionysus?
The spectrum
of the human drama
at the quantum level....
Was this
your
intention?
#BDSM
#sensual
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In Throes of Wantonness
#lust
#erotic
#lover #sensual
#lover #sensual
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INSPIRED BY 'JUST TAKE IT OFF!'
When she's horny
she wants to see...
No arguing,
you're just stalling,
so don't say No,
let your clothes go!
Down let them drift,
to the last shift.
Gradually
become nudie.
Fascination
builds the tension.
Seeing you nue
she'll soon join you!
Feel the effect
when you connect!
she wants to see...
No arguing,
you're just stalling,
so don't say No,
let your clothes go!
Down let them drift,
to the last shift.
Gradually
become nudie.
Fascination
builds the tension.
Seeing you nue
she'll soon join you!
Feel the effect
when you connect!
#erotic
#sensual
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Daydreams of a Barista
Daydreams of a Barista
Her mischievous smirk
Is a rosebud of lipstick
That she ties in a ribbon
Like a Valentine’s gift
For secret admirers
But the dark loam
Of her forest dreams
Are spun into mossy opium
When the aroma of cappuccino
Steams her into the heart of a coffee flower
And she blossoms like a note
Suspended in a Debussy dream
As her perennial rose
Is a syrinx in the nocturne of love
When her unquenchable fire
For the rich pageant of fabled lore
Turns into the magic of...
Her mischievous smirk
Is a rosebud of lipstick
That she ties in a ribbon
Like a Valentine’s gift
For secret admirers
But the dark loam
Of her forest dreams
Are spun into mossy opium
When the aroma of cappuccino
Steams her into the heart of a coffee flower
And she blossoms like a note
Suspended in a Debussy dream
As her perennial rose
Is a syrinx in the nocturne of love
When her unquenchable fire
For the rich pageant of fabled lore
Turns into the magic of...
#coffee
#magic
#mythology
#sensual
#women
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FCKN
Deep inside you
And there's no place else I'd rather be
Tender touch be damned
I'm pouring on the coals
as this inferno consumes me
And
as the tremors take hold during my moment of greatest satisfaction
My fingers close fiercely upon her beautiful Brown neck
Stealing her air with force
nearly equal to the power of each pulse from her puss
as it greedily milks me of my steaming liquid seed
And there's no place else I'd rather be
Tender touch be damned
I'm pouring on the coals
as this inferno consumes me
And
as the tremors take hold during my moment of greatest satisfaction
My fingers close fiercely upon her beautiful Brown neck
Stealing her air with force
nearly equal to the power of each pulse from her puss
as it greedily milks me of my steaming liquid seed
#BDSM
#erotic
#love #sensual
#love #sensual
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Popping for a shower
#erotic
#passion
#sensual #temptation
#sensual #temptation
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Of Our Sacred Intimacy
#erotic
#love
#sensual
#sex
#spiritual
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