hackerstacker
Poem Published
29th Oct 2018 6:46pm
29th Oct 2018 6:46pm
Strangers met
#sex
#erotic
#passion
19 reads
3 Comments
Thor_Azine
Poem Published
23rd May 2024 9:35pm
23rd May 2024 9:35pm
No Words
Desire
how do words
encompass or engage
those thoughts…
Pure lust over reason
That “I’m going to eat your ass
like a homeless guy that
dumpster dived a hot
Christmas turkey” feeling
The taste taint no mystery
anymore
I’m sure something will
cum to me
Or maybe not
But I’ll slam every goddamn
spot from A to G until
I figure it out
Nice guys finish last
it’s cool
as long as we finish
It’s a marathon not a race
Hmm…
how do words
encompass or engage
those thoughts…
Pure lust over reason
That “I’m going to eat your ass
like a homeless guy that
dumpster dived a hot
Christmas turkey” feeling
The taste taint no mystery
anymore
I’m sure something will
cum to me
Or maybe not
But I’ll slam every goddamn
spot from A to G until
I figure it out
Nice guys finish last
it’s cool
as long as we finish
It’s a marathon not a race
Hmm…
#funny
#sex
#ThrillSeeking
19 reads
8 Comments
yelluw_always
Poem Published
2nd Feb 2019 3:15am
2nd Feb 2019 3:15am
Bog
The dragonfly hovers near me,
I list to its gravity, its wing edges drawn.
It will dilate myself open not from unused throat
up the chin cliff but on the low-low,
where love is cleft patient unto the shedding
from no man’s land- here she sinks.
It pools warm and not something
he is accustomed to.
The tang so unlike the common drip of waking up;
perfect for mating,
perfect for the passing over by diaphanous
veins and a methodical uterus.
The droll eye of the camera comes about
meaning to...
I list to its gravity, its wing edges drawn.
It will dilate myself open not from unused throat
up the chin cliff but on the low-low,
where love is cleft patient unto the shedding
from no man’s land- here she sinks.
It pools warm and not something
he is accustomed to.
The tang so unlike the common drip of waking up;
perfect for mating,
perfect for the passing over by diaphanous
veins and a methodical uterus.
The droll eye of the camera comes about
meaning to...
#women
#sex
#nature
#magic
#admiration
20 reads
11 Comments
Thor_Azine
Poem Published
27th Mar 2024 6:48pm
27th Mar 2024 6:48pm
A Taste of You
Sweet is the nectar oh delicate rose
whose taste is heaven, and I in repose
do rest ever blissful, tongue to your lips
as life becomes dream, reality slips
to far away stars, with angelic kiss
no single moment is greater than this
so open yourself to ev’ry desire
the wetness of tongue igniting your fire
burning to pour out yourself into me
amazing to taste of all that I see
such is the caress, intertwining love
and just as below so is it above
Soft is the flower that glistens with dew
pleased just to taste everything that...
whose taste is heaven, and I in repose
do rest ever blissful, tongue to your lips
as life becomes dream, reality slips
to far away stars, with angelic kiss
no single moment is greater than this
so open yourself to ev’ry desire
the wetness of tongue igniting your fire
burning to pour out yourself into me
amazing to taste of all that I see
such is the caress, intertwining love
and just as below so is it above
Soft is the flower that glistens with dew
pleased just to taste everything that...
#love
#sex
20 reads
9 Comments
hackerstacker
Poem Published
15th Dec 2018 7:49pm
15th Dec 2018 7:49pm
On the prowl to mate
On the prowl to mate
When the kitty in need to mate
Struts calling cries aloud parceling the ear
Hormones a fire
Calling all toms to sniff her ass lick what drips
Fights a bit as to discourage the chase
Then lies pussy stuck up high
He mounts from behind
Biting the neck
Rubbing of thighs
Looks around bits once more
Humping wildly
With one plunge drives deep within
A loud yell cries out
Pearly creams shoots in
Licks that the drippings rolls a round
Purrs aloud with...
When the kitty in need to mate
Struts calling cries aloud parceling the ear
Hormones a fire
Calling all toms to sniff her ass lick what drips
Fights a bit as to discourage the chase
Then lies pussy stuck up high
He mounts from behind
Biting the neck
Rubbing of thighs
Looks around bits once more
Humping wildly
With one plunge drives deep within
A loud yell cries out
Pearly creams shoots in
Licks that the drippings rolls a round
Purrs aloud with...
#sex
21 reads
8 Comments
FeNyX
Poem Published
18th Dec 2022 3:17pm
18th Dec 2022 3:17pm
Awakenings
You get lost in fantasy
Flights of adventure
Filling your soul with
A fearful surrender
I think about your body
The curves of your being
Under my hands on
Your soft smooth skin
Shapes of ovals
Circles of Desire
Orbs of need
Valleys of soul fire
Parted lips await
A longed for kiss
Awaken a dormant heart
To share the bliss
Writhe in want
Slipping in need
Part the ways
Let me see
The love in your eyes
The care in your touch
The heat of...
Flights of adventure
Filling your soul with
A fearful surrender
I think about your body
The curves of your being
Under my hands on
Your soft smooth skin
Shapes of ovals
Circles of Desire
Orbs of need
Valleys of soul fire
Parted lips await
A longed for kiss
Awaken a dormant heart
To share the bliss
Writhe in want
Slipping in need
Part the ways
Let me see
The love in your eyes
The care in your touch
The heat of...
#love
#lust
#sex
21 reads
3 Comments
hackerstacker
Poem Published
2nd Dec 2018 5:13am
2nd Dec 2018 5:13am
Between the silken sheets
#lust
#sex
#passion
21 reads
1 Comment
Thor_Azine
Poem Published
24th Jun 2024 6:18pm
24th Jun 2024 6:18pm
Orgasmic Distortion
#anger
#dystopian
#erotic #sex
#erotic #sex
21 reads
6 Comments
yelluw_always
Poem Published
3rd Jan 2019 4:03pm
3rd Jan 2019 4:03pm
1. Annotated Peoples Make Connections: if they walked around in love/for love/by love with SFX labels to their chests
At first I was grateful. My proverbial
handkerchief had been picked up.
He blew the piece of cotton high
as a manner of greeting,
a quilt piece- a doily under my coffee
now a cloud. We were both light,
light from casting-off home.
In a building of pillows, sheets, shut curtains
and fulsome acts amongst sewing materials,
I looked down at the audience
of the waxy floor after the transient rain.
In a slippery distance, water and light met in color.
We met in color. I chose to leave the defined
end of the bridge onto a...
handkerchief had been picked up.
He blew the piece of cotton high
as a manner of greeting,
a quilt piece- a doily under my coffee
now a cloud. We were both light,
light from casting-off home.
In a building of pillows, sheets, shut curtains
and fulsome acts amongst sewing materials,
I looked down at the audience
of the waxy floor after the transient rain.
In a slippery distance, water and light met in color.
We met in color. I chose to leave the defined
end of the bridge onto a...
#lust
#sex
#identity
#shadows
#culture
21 reads
4 Comments
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