Sweet strawberry kissesSweet delicious strawberry of mine Skin so soft creamy and smooth Not too pink, but plenty of sweet. All the way around her supple pink with my tongue Strawberry lips, capable, voluptuous Shapely hips, body sumptuous Fingers squeezing, feeling,...See More »
The Gardener For July Writing Prompts- July 2nd- Seduced https://similarworlds.com/literature/i-write/4747750-July-Writing-Prompts-Here-are-some-writing-prompts-for-each The Gardener I tilled her earthen desires Until the dawning hours Enrichening her flower...See More »
Upon Julia’s Clothes - Robert Herrick Whenas in silks my Julia goes, Then, then, methinks, how sweetly flows The liquefaction of her clothes. Next, when I cast mine eyes and see That brave vibration each way free O how that glittering taketh me!
Display thy Breasts - Robert Herrick Display thy breasts, my Julia, there let me Behold that circummortal purity; Between whose glories, there my lips I’ll lay, Ravished in that fair Via Lactea.
You’ve read the bowdlerised version..…now here’s the original. My girl she's airy, she's buxom and gay, Her breath is as sweet as the blossoms in May; A touch of her lips it ravishes quite. She's always good natur'd, good humor'd, and free; She dances, she glances, she smiles with...See More »
High off him...Trying to come down. But every interaction is like a hit of dopamine to the blood stream. It leaves me needy and fiendish Confident yet reckless And it feels so fuckin good. He showers me with praise, makes sure Im respected He brings me to my knees...See More »
Something Older.... DOMINANT - by: Rob Paquin Chained to a fate she loves to accept The beast holds her close and it's her he protects. Stern with his hand, and his loving touches Reaching her limits, inside of his clutches. Molding her, shaping her. A sweet supple...See More »
New short PoemWe simply are not black or white. We do not change in day and night. We simply aren't just straight or gay. Each individual in every way. We are not a label because of where we're born. Look at the person and see the dawn. The media cannot dictate...See More »
Erotic PoetryMany times the many thoughts, That go on inside my head, So many thoughts unspoken, So much it remains unsaid. And sometimes the most precious thoughts, Just never get put to word, The ones with the most meaning, Are the ones that are never heard....See More »
Erotic PoetryShe saunters through the room For everyone to see Her path, a trail of doom For our dreaded destiny. Her beauty stands out uppermost With her beautiful silver and grey Such supple, pale skin like a ghost The most elegant in every way I yearn to...See More »
Erotic PoetryShe has the look, she has the style. She has the attitude all the while. Is she bad or is she good Or simply have you not understood She has brains and humour too. And oh so sexy it is true. She teases girls and teases boys. Are they all just her...See More »
Untitled short poem. [I Write Erotic Poems]Thinking about the feeling I get when you touch me, the chills that travel across the curves of my body, from the tip of my head, down to my toes. The way a soft moan escapes my lips, as you gently caress my body. Making me want you all that much...See More »
When our love collides [I Love Erotic Poetry]Let's find a special way to celebrate The way we feel about each other Teach me where I may find That special place that a gentle touch Will set off the fireworks To where our love collides In a kaleidoscope of colors
I Love Erotic PoemsAt the touch of you, As if you were an archer with your swift hand at the bow, The arrows of delight shot through my body. You were spring, And I the edge of a cliff, And a shining waterfall rushed over me.
I Write Erotic PoetryI'd love to lick your pussy Run my tongue along each fold Sometimes soft and gentle And other times quite bold I then would delve down deeper Find that very special spot And taste your juices as they flow For me so sweet and hot I'd thrust my...See More »
I Write Erotic Poetry Naked In front of you On my knees I look up Into your eyes And whisper “please” Trembling Begging For a taste I promise Not one drop Will I waste