Long Poems About Teens
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Long poems about teens. 300 words or more, most recently published poems first.
Was it Too Soon?
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#teens
#sex
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Her Hand Was First Mine
Our bodies fell together.
The gentle weight of her angled frame
rested on me as a strange heat grew between us.
Her temple against mine
Her breathing
Did she feel my hesitation?
Her thin fingers found me.
Her frame shifted above me.
A syrupy silk angel fell over me.
Her flesh relaxed like a weighted blanket.
Two pounding hearts inches apart.
Two minds with unsure desires.
She rose and our panicked eyes met
to...
The gentle weight of her angled frame
rested on me as a strange heat grew between us.
Her temple against mine
Her breathing
Did she feel my hesitation?
Her thin fingers found me.
Her frame shifted above me.
A syrupy silk angel fell over me.
Her flesh relaxed like a weighted blanket.
Two pounding hearts inches apart.
Two minds with unsure desires.
She rose and our panicked eyes met
to...
#lust
#teens
#sex
409 reads
7 Comments
Viking Battle Revisited
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#lust
#teens
#sex
#erotic
#hurt
528 reads
10 Comments
A Rice Paper Tigress Named Gloria - Epilogue
A Rice Paper Tigress Named Gloria - Epilogue
Gloria says, “Boy, I am headed to Swarthmore with a banjo on my knee. Do you know what that means Mr. Boswell?”
“Well unless I drop out of substitute teaching and head north to the great state of Pennsylvania we may never cross paths again.”
“That is right. And the tears this brings me are the bluest of the blue. Please tell me the odds are in our favor of meeting in a restaurant here in Baton Rouge during one of my family trips home.”
“The odds are a million to one. But what are the chances of kindred...
Gloria says, “Boy, I am headed to Swarthmore with a banjo on my knee. Do you know what that means Mr. Boswell?”
“Well unless I drop out of substitute teaching and head north to the great state of Pennsylvania we may never cross paths again.”
“That is right. And the tears this brings me are the bluest of the blue. Please tell me the odds are in our favor of meeting in a restaurant here in Baton Rouge during one of my family trips home.”
“The odds are a million to one. But what are the chances of kindred...
#teens
#friendship
#school
#learning
#college
397 reads
2 Comments
generations
Dear other generations,
I grew up in a world of technology, that you created
And yet you blame my generation for using it
I grew up in the work world you created
With unachievable goals and low pay
I learn in the education system you revolutionized
Pulling at my hair, stressed beyond reason
You all raised us, wether your an older sibling, parent, grandparent, uncle, aunt, friend
Yet, you call us lazy as if we are to blame
You gave us the distractions of technology, you encouraged us
And now we are reprimanded and handed all these expectations...
I grew up in a world of technology, that you created
And yet you blame my generation for using it
I grew up in the work world you created
With unachievable goals and low pay
I learn in the education system you revolutionized
Pulling at my hair, stressed beyond reason
You all raised us, wether your an older sibling, parent, grandparent, uncle, aunt, friend
Yet, you call us lazy as if we are to blame
You gave us the distractions of technology, you encouraged us
And now we are reprimanded and handed all these expectations...
#depression
#parent
#teens
#family
#responsibility
374 reads
4 Comments
Forbidden Fruit: The Little Sister
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#teens
#sex
#family #lies
#family #lies
446 reads
4 Comments
Forbidden Fruit: The Preacher's Daughter
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#teens
#sex
#erotic
#school
#religion
465 reads
4 Comments
First Girl in the Fort (story #1)
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#teens
#sex
#erotic #FirstLove
#erotic #FirstLove
366 reads
1 Comment
A Rice Paper Tigress Named Gloria
A Rice Paper Tigress Named Gloria
This is a high school where I am a substitute teacher for young pianists, flutists, and organists who birth notes with fingers on fire. During their practice sessions, I just melt in my soma zone while they strum my heart with the music of the Gods.
The young ladies chatter like Chickadees with gentlemen in a lyceum where Bach can’t compete with green grass and blue skies. So we follow the sun onto the campus green where lasses are peonies whose windblown fragrance is a kiss for lads while I sit in a Buddha pose with the heart of a...
This is a high school where I am a substitute teacher for young pianists, flutists, and organists who birth notes with fingers on fire. During their practice sessions, I just melt in my soma zone while they strum my heart with the music of the Gods.
The young ladies chatter like Chickadees with gentlemen in a lyceum where Bach can’t compete with green grass and blue skies. So we follow the sun onto the campus green where lasses are peonies whose windblown fragrance is a kiss for lads while I sit in a Buddha pose with the heart of a...
#teens
#school
#learning #crush
#learning #crush
428 reads
7 Comments
Her Ponytail Sways
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#teens
#sex
#erotic #school
#erotic #school
401 reads
2 Comments
First Love
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#teens
#sex
#countryside
440 reads
1 Comment
First Time Sex
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#teens
#sex
#erotic #orgasm
#erotic #orgasm
515 reads
0 Comments
DU Poetry : Long Poems About Teens