Sensual Poems
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Her
Poem Published
Yesterday 12:10pm
Yesterday 12:10pm
Wings Don’t Need Reasons to Fly
He touched me with trembling hands
Reverence and awe
As if I were the one to be cherished
And I
Laying prone
My alabaster thighs inviting his warm dark skin
Almost as much as my greedy emerald eyes
Lost myself in his magnificence
As his iron thickness
Entered my velvety slickness
And my soul flew from my breasts into the midnight air
Reverence and awe
As if I were the one to be cherished
And I
Laying prone
My alabaster thighs inviting his warm dark skin
Almost as much as my greedy emerald eyes
Lost myself in his magnificence
As his iron thickness
Entered my velvety slickness
And my soul flew from my breasts into the midnight air
#erotic
#lover
#passion #sensual
#passion #sensual
86 reads
11 Comments
goodwolf1966
jimmy
jimmy
Poem Published
Yesterday 9:44am
Yesterday 9:44am
touch of fire
#erotic
#lover
#lust
#sensual
#sex
75 reads
8 Comments
goldenmyst
Poem Published
Yesterday 1:06am
Yesterday 1:06am
Gothic Angel
Gothic Angel
Gothic angel in leather pants
That gleam like moonlight on a black cat
On a cobblestone street in Prague
Flexing her feline muscles at midnight
As the torchlight of her eyes
Takes me into the deeper mysteries
Of her darkly lit arts
When she leads me
Out of the dungeon of my fears
Into the freedom of a raven taking wing
From the skeleton of a winter tree
Gothic angel in leather pants
That gleam like moonlight on a black cat
On a cobblestone street in Prague
Flexing her feline muscles at midnight
As the torchlight of her eyes
Takes me into the deeper mysteries
Of her darkly lit arts
When she leads me
Out of the dungeon of my fears
Into the freedom of a raven taking wing
From the skeleton of a winter tree
#freedom
#gothic
#mystery #sensual
#mystery #sensual
26 reads
0 Comments
goldenmyst
Poem Published
20th Feb 2025 7:47pm
20th Feb 2025 7:47pm
Her Café Glow
Her Café Glow
Beige chequers of her gingham skirt
Cloak gluteal plumage
With bare legatos
Emerging from hemlines
That can barely contain her silken secrets
With a plaited lock of hair
Gathered in the heavenly bouquet
Of her golden halo of curls
Whose love light shines in radiant petals
Of a maiden sunflower
Accented by lipstick art
Of her burgundy stained Arcadian smile
That blossoms like a winter rose
When she bends like a cattail in the wind ...
Beige chequers of her gingham skirt
Cloak gluteal plumage
With bare legatos
Emerging from hemlines
That can barely contain her silken secrets
With a plaited lock of hair
Gathered in the heavenly bouquet
Of her golden halo of curls
Whose love light shines in radiant petals
Of a maiden sunflower
Accented by lipstick art
Of her burgundy stained Arcadian smile
That blossoms like a winter rose
When she bends like a cattail in the wind ...
#beauty
#erotic
#seductive
#sensual
#women
40 reads
0 Comments
TheOralizer
Poem Published
20th Feb 2025 5:49pm
20th Feb 2025 5:49pm
I'M GLAD YOU'VE HAD EXPERIENCE
#lust
#orgasm
#seductive
#sensual
#sex
110 reads
7 Comments
TheOralizer
Poem Published
19th Feb 2025 9:57pm
19th Feb 2025 9:57pm
NO, I DON'T THINK IT IS STRANGE
#erotic
#orgasm
#seductive
#sensual
#sexy
127 reads
11 Comments
missjem56
Poem Published
19th Feb 2025 3:58pm
19th Feb 2025 3:58pm
From Hermes, To Aphrodite
Orgasms now
as a woman
Are waves,
and ripples
Of divine,
dry, pleasure
Orgasm as
a man
comparitively
Was more like
a shotgun wedding!
I now,
have known both!
As an
aside
Toys make
less noise!
by Jemia
as a woman
Are waves,
and ripples
Of divine,
dry, pleasure
Orgasm as
a man
comparitively
Was more like
a shotgun wedding!
I now,
have known both!
As an
aside
Toys make
less noise!
by Jemia
#LifeAsAWriter
#philosophical
#sensual
#sex
#transgender
35 reads
0 Comments
Panter896
Poem Published
19th Feb 2025 1:57pm
19th Feb 2025 1:57pm
Swells
Submit to me,
your weakness,
for I am the antidote,
that will cure your desire.
In ways your soul will admire.
Give me your body,
and I,
will satisfy,
your needs,
with the pleasure,
I will apply,
in ways ,
you can't deny.
your weakness,
for I am the antidote,
that will cure your desire.
In ways your soul will admire.
Give me your body,
and I,
will satisfy,
your needs,
with the pleasure,
I will apply,
in ways ,
you can't deny.
#erotic
#sensual
#sex
159 reads
3 Comments
Panter896
Poem Published
19th Feb 2025 1:54pm
19th Feb 2025 1:54pm
Beat
Fold me
into
your blanket
like sheets
your soothing flesh
cooling my heat
sheathing my rod
into your mesh
we mesh
our flesh meets
gates pressed
firmly against me
like raw meats
we simmer from the heat
our hearts beating
like a drum beat
we're set
into
your blanket
like sheets
your soothing flesh
cooling my heat
sheathing my rod
into your mesh
we mesh
our flesh meets
gates pressed
firmly against me
like raw meats
we simmer from the heat
our hearts beating
like a drum beat
we're set
#seductive
#sensual
#sexy
109 reads
0 Comments
goldenmyst
Poem Published
18th Feb 2025 9:36pm
18th Feb 2025 9:36pm
Ancient Maiden Dream
Ancient Maiden Dream
Olive grove maiden
Serves an Italian smile
With hot tea lips
On a Mediterranean shore
Where ancient Roman waves
Lap the Sicilian sand
Her Pompeian eyes
Frescoed in colors of love
She reclines on pink boudoir pillows
Where an artist paints her complexion
In soft brushstrokes of Venus splendor
As finches perch on fig tree boughs
Outside her window
Until she harvests grapes
When the sky is painted
In the maiden blush
Of a ripening peach
As tides rush...
Olive grove maiden
Serves an Italian smile
With hot tea lips
On a Mediterranean shore
Where ancient Roman waves
Lap the Sicilian sand
Her Pompeian eyes
Frescoed in colors of love
She reclines on pink boudoir pillows
Where an artist paints her complexion
In soft brushstrokes of Venus splendor
As finches perch on fig tree boughs
Outside her window
Until she harvests grapes
When the sky is painted
In the maiden blush
Of a ripening peach
As tides rush...
#beauty
#historical
#nature
#Romanticism
#sensual
50 reads
2 Comments
goldenmyst
Poem Published
18th Feb 2025 3:09am
18th Feb 2025 3:09am
Reconsecration
Reconsecration
Glasses stained in Stygian windows
With leopard spot rims for predatory effect
Met with sanguine lipstick heat
Her flaming kiss
Is a nitro-glycerin palliative
For Soho heartaches gone mad
When her Greenwich Village tastes
Like poems on all gallows night
That sing for her last supper
When slumlords hang
A no-vacancy brand of fascism
On the rookery gates to skid row
While the arterial Cathedral
For her sacramental corpuscles
Is reconsecrated to Aphrodite
Glasses stained in Stygian windows
With leopard spot rims for predatory effect
Met with sanguine lipstick heat
Her flaming kiss
Is a nitro-glycerin palliative
For Soho heartaches gone mad
When her Greenwich Village tastes
Like poems on all gallows night
That sing for her last supper
When slumlords hang
A no-vacancy brand of fascism
On the rookery gates to skid row
While the arterial Cathedral
For her sacramental corpuscles
Is reconsecrated to Aphrodite
#city
#oppression
#sensual
#spiritual
#women
34 reads
2 Comments
goldenmyst
Poem Published
17th Feb 2025 11:06pm
17th Feb 2025 11:06pm
Firebird Arpeggio
Firebird Arpeggio
Sunbeam fractals of her eyes
Shining like paisley stars
That dance in denim sorcery
Of the flaming pages in her spellbook
Veiled in the mystery below her navel
Where rosebuds ache to blossom
In her rites of spring
And the strings of her lyre
Are strummed with the delicacy
Of her fingertips sweet persuasion
As she elicits supernova timbres
For the songs of her angelic choir
While her fingerprints fire walk
Across fields of flaming roses
That burn deep within the dark catacombs
Of her...
Sunbeam fractals of her eyes
Shining like paisley stars
That dance in denim sorcery
Of the flaming pages in her spellbook
Veiled in the mystery below her navel
Where rosebuds ache to blossom
In her rites of spring
And the strings of her lyre
Are strummed with the delicacy
Of her fingertips sweet persuasion
As she elicits supernova timbres
For the songs of her angelic choir
While her fingerprints fire walk
Across fields of flaming roses
That burn deep within the dark catacombs
Of her...
#erotic
#fire
#orgasm
#sensual
#women
89 reads
6 Comments
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