Least Read Poems About Temptation
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Ron Summers
Ron Summers
Poem Published
Yesterday 11:26pm
Yesterday 11:26pm
Can we start to f**k
#erotic
#seductive
#sex #temptation
#sex #temptation
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hackerstacker
Poem Published
3rd Oct 2018 00:47am
3rd Oct 2018 00:47am
Once lost
Once lost
Was found on the ground
Pick up
Put in pocket
Taken home
Throne in a bucket
Full of others found
Rinse dirt away
Rolled on bed
Now your special one
As polished sparkle like
Never before
Lay between thy bosoms
As you play with me
Toss in air call heads
Falling back in your sweet part
Search not found
Fingers parting the halls of this cave
In search of me
Moans of pleasure
As moans grow loader
The rivers flow
Cannot hide any longer with in this...
Was found on the ground
Pick up
Put in pocket
Taken home
Throne in a bucket
Full of others found
Rinse dirt away
Rolled on bed
Now your special one
As polished sparkle like
Never before
Lay between thy bosoms
As you play with me
Toss in air call heads
Falling back in your sweet part
Search not found
Fingers parting the halls of this cave
In search of me
Moans of pleasure
As moans grow loader
The rivers flow
Cannot hide any longer with in this...
#sensual
#temptation
#passion
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hackerstacker
Poem Published
12th Sep 2018 8:22pm
12th Sep 2018 8:22pm
Plant
Plant
At 73 plant a pussy tree
To teach the young how to approach
First on knee fine and lick
Holding pole gently
Stocking till steel hard
Practice on my pussy trees that will be bee free
No knot hole just only slits?
Be pink and juicy warm
To poke again and again
As practice makes perfect
On back or knee or standing
All free
By hackerstacker
sex
At 73 plant a pussy tree
To teach the young how to approach
First on knee fine and lick
Holding pole gently
Stocking till steel hard
Practice on my pussy trees that will be bee free
No knot hole just only slits?
Be pink and juicy warm
To poke again and again
As practice makes perfect
On back or knee or standing
All free
By hackerstacker
sex
#sex
#temptation
57 reads
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Kaden_Malis
Kaden Malis
Kaden Malis
Poem Published
19th Jan 2025 6:35am
19th Jan 2025 6:35am
Belief
Belief was a dream
I lost it all
Last night
Stood by and watched
As it all
Withered and died
I don't even believe myself
I'm not giving in
I'm giving up
Tired of living a lie
Sick of my life
I've had enough
Used to see the light
Now everything
Is cold and grey
Used to feel free
Now I have
Nothing to say
I wished for dreams
That forever turned
Into nightmares
Changing me into
A saddened joke
And pitiful liar
So take my...
I lost it all
Last night
Stood by and watched
As it all
Withered and died
I don't even believe myself
I'm not giving in
I'm giving up
Tired of living a lie
Sick of my life
I've had enough
Used to see the light
Now everything
Is cold and grey
Used to feel free
Now I have
Nothing to say
I wished for dreams
That forever turned
Into nightmares
Changing me into
A saddened joke
And pitiful liar
So take my...
#addiction
#alcohol
#disappointment
#frustration
#temptation
57 reads
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Pratik
Poem Published
Yesterday 8:29pm
Yesterday 8:29pm
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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MalcolmG
Poem Published
14th Nov 2024 00:24am
14th Nov 2024 00:24am
Storm’s Reckoning
She was a force in the bar,
a slip of heat in midnight’s haze,
her hips swayed like music, slow and sure,
dark hair wild, flowing down her back
like thunder waiting to break.
Storm, they called her
fitting, I thought,
she had a body built to ruin peace,
lips like fire, eyes that caught,
and hips that dared the night to dream.
She slipped close, a whisper of heat,
hand on my shoulder, her nails like claws,
fingers tracing the line of my jaw
as she grinned up, a flash of sin. ...
a slip of heat in midnight’s haze,
her hips swayed like music, slow and sure,
dark hair wild, flowing down her back
like thunder waiting to break.
Storm, they called her
fitting, I thought,
she had a body built to ruin peace,
lips like fire, eyes that caught,
and hips that dared the night to dream.
She slipped close, a whisper of heat,
hand on my shoulder, her nails like claws,
fingers tracing the line of my jaw
as she grinned up, a flash of sin. ...
#courage
#passion
#seductive
#sexy
#temptation
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