Poetry Erotic verse

Riverside

Riverside

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Just a little thread for those who enjoy erotic and thought provoking verse... Written, or written on images, or an image that evokes a literotic response...
Please try to use your own verse, and if not then credit the writer, as there is nothing more erotic than others being turned on by your thoughts, the way you think and sharing the horniness of others thoughts that resonant in you...

I'll begin with a couple...
 
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a boudoir noir

Swathed in the midst of the murkiest light...
Sailing darkened seas on a bed of delight...
With mast raised in the dark dark night...

Shrouded in mystery, melodrama and smoke...
The murky night meanders through neon cloak...
Oh the intimate glance, is known, is known...

The streets dark 'n cold where shadows unfold...
And mirrors shimmer with the images they hold...
The shadowy stance of the stranger's advance...

Smoke swirling from the cigarette held...
To uncertain darkness a soul is compelled...
In mist of the ages arousal does murkily meld...

Clouds hang low o'er the mouth of the dock...
As a dagger is drawn to the tick of the clock...
Crimson lump slumps through lowering lock...

The click of the heels on the cobbled stones...
Corseted silhouette seen through muffled moans...
Disappearing shadows and smokey unknowns...
 
An entire lovers love

A poet, a painter, a man without a name
A heart, a hunger, a bright and burning flame
A water deep, a way of sleep
A thirst, a truth, a glass of grace
A distance between the face to face
A finger’s tip, a fragrant smell
A swollen lip, where pleasures dwell

Oh the hunger And the yearning
Of a heart that will not heal
Oh the loss And the heartache
Of a soul that cannot but feel

Unsatiated the desire that bubbles up within
That hungers for every pleasure be it holy or a sin

Oh the ancients of this world
Know that passions lie unfurled

Further into fire, further into ice
Intensify the flavour, fling the dreaded dice
Brighter be the flame that burns with holy fire
Darker be the darkness, that undertow inside her

...but oh

Are you ready
For the curses of the crucible
Of heaven’s host entire
The reaper rides on relentless
With sickle by his side

...oh

A poet and a painter and a man without a name
Who dances through the ages
Who still appears the same
Though centuries surround him
Encloaked by all the stars above

...a Man, amen, an entire lover’s love
 
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Into the mystic and mythic

The sensuous moves
The soft and the slender
The subtlest of curves
The full and the fuller
The plumpest reserves
The rigid rod pointing
Eros unreserved
The erotic and robotic
A cranial swerve
The lust that lingers
In libidinous urge

Oh vesica piscis
Consume to reveal
In the moistened chamber
Of heavens unsealed
The esoteric erotic
And human lust rest
As aroused lovers
Will quietly attest
To the tender and subtle
Acquiesce to request
In the heart and the mind
Does a soul erotically bind...
 
Le Petit morte

That gasp, exhilarated,
A peace, a likening onto death,
Just a little, even every day,
The inner fainting, the heavy breath,
That clears the fears away,
The moment of release,
The waves that ripple through,
At one with sky and earth,
And the beasts and serpents too,
The frequency of pleasure,
That resonance so true
Found in a fingers freedom,
To utterly undo...
 
If I had, a kiss but one;
to only you wud my lips belong.
If I were given one last breath,
to you would I give it, none the less.
For to see a glimpse of your loveliness,
is as a view of heaven itself!
If all the world were at my feet,
mountains high and waters deep,
Id trade it away,for just one day,
with you in my heart to forever keep.
To have and to hold such a memory,
would be more than enough, to forever last me.
If the world as we know it, were to end on the'morrow,
I wouldnt feel terror,sadness or sorrow,
I wud welcome the end, as long as I knew,
I could spend every last minute of time left with you.
And if I had, a chance to be,
with anyone I wanted, to be with me,
The choice, for me, wud be so easy.
You see I see, no one else but thee.
But such things are fantasy;
I may never know this destiny!
I live in the knowledge that whatever I do,
I have witnessed perfection in a woman as you.
So I guess what it is, that I'm trying to say,
No one but you makes me feel quite this way!


Sax
 
Close your eyes. Listen, as the rain finds its way to your roof. Let your thots drift where they may,
tomorrow can wait.
Imagine my arms around you.
Let my love surround you.
As we lay.
I am whoever you want me to be.
I exist only in dreams.
The thunder that rolls faraway,
is like a soothing symphony.
No cares for today.
Just listening to the rain.

Sax
 
The intimate detail

The black and white

The shades of grey

The intimate night

The lingham raised

The intimate touch

The floral scent

The phallic strength

The yearning heat

The moonlit night

The yoni open

The boundaries blurred

The bonding of souls

The insertion of his

The welcoming of hers

The unity of being

The scent of desire

The bodies merge

The intimate flame

The touch of fire

The souls converge

The release entire

The space within

The space without

The bed of grace

The removal of doubt

The risen hand

The open eyes

The rhythm of breath

The wrapping arms

The hug of depth

The souls embrace

The erotic release

The mind displaced

The convulsing pain

The blended pleasure

The single tear

The reign of fears

The rain of fears

The flood of tears

The relaxation

The collapsing release

The bodily fluids

The bonding releaf

The sleep of peace
 
Pillar of Light

Mysterious dark and demure

With a hint of risqué arousal, sure

A need to be safe and secure

Massage until the shoulders drop

Masculine hand skilled with leather crop

Nape of neck and earlobe nip

The brush of breath between the thighs

The look of lust the catching eyes

The swollen aureolae rise

The skin becomes a sensuous mass

The mind flickers as pleasures pass

The rhythm of the Yoni taking charge

Hungers for the filling thrust

Lingam raised in adoration must

Fill the throbbing vulval lust

And on it goes, the rhythmic pulse

Riding forth like galloping horse

Wild the flame of freedoms source
 
In cold dark night,
Full moon risen,
Warmth of body,
Cool crisp air,
Tentative touches,
Breathe in your scent,
Nape of neck,
A delicate sight...
 
Mysterious dark and demure
With a hint of risqué arousal, sure
A need to be safe and secure

Massage until the shoulders drop
Masculine hand skilled with leather crop
Nape of neck and earlobe nip

The brush of breath between the thighs
The look of lust the catching eyes
The swollen aureolae rise

The skin becomes a sensuous mass
The mind flickers as pleasures pass
The rhythm of the Yoni taking charge

Hungers for the filling thrust
Lingam raised in adoration must
Fill the throbbing vulval lust

And on it goes, the rhythmic pulse
Riding forth like galloping horse
Wild the flame of freedoms source
 
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