Passion

THANK YOU THIS WAS SO MUCH FUN

AS I STEP THROUGH THE DOOR

MY FEET HIT THE FLOOR,

I HEAR A LOUD NOISE

I GUESS ITS ALL TOYS.



YOU WHERE A BOY

WHO WAS JUST SO COOL,

I WAS A GIRL

I MUST HAVE BEEN A FOOL.



I SAY I LOVE YOU

YOU SAY I LOVE YOU TOO,

THEN YOU KISS ME ON THE LIPS

AS YOU GRAB ALL MY TIPS.



THE TEARS RUN DOWN MY CHEEKS

IVE BEEN PLANNING THIS FOR WEEKS,

I SAY THANK YOU THIS WAS SO MUCH FUN

AS I POINT THE GUN.



AS MY HAND SHAKES

YOU CALL ME A FAKE,

AS YOU HIT THE FLOOR

I WALK OUT THE DOOR.

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Passion

When I run to your arms

You open them freely.

When I wrap them around you

Your arms hold me close,

And when you run your fingertips

Along my body,

I know in that instant

What I want most.



I want your arms wrapped

Tightly around me,

Holding me close in a warm embrace,

I want your hands tickling me softly

And your lips pressed gently upon my lace.


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So Quiet...

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Lovey Dovey

So quiet,

You could hear a pin drop,

You could haer a heart break,

You could hear a mouse running across the linoleum floor,

You could hear an eye blink,

You could hear a tear fall,

You could hear the world turning,

A Tiny stream sounds like a raging river,

A cat's meow sounds like a lions mighty roar,

A Dog's tail wagging sounds like a close flying helicopter blade,

So quiet,

The day she told him those three little words...

I Love You

Author's Notes/Comments: 

January 6, 2005-This is to a guy that I like. He knows who he is. I am just scared to tell him those three little words. I hope after he reads this he understands and it will not ruin the friendship...

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Santa's coming home (Erotic)

All night I have worked and toiled,

Up hill and down dale and back again.

Presents delivered, children will be happy

It’s past midnight and I am going home.



Mrs Santa is waiting; I know it is true,

Each year at this time, she knows what I need.

My heart beats faster as I think of her now,

What will she be wearing? I can’t wait to see.



She met me at the doorway in her red robe

Wearing high thigh stockings underneath

A Green teddy with red and gold trim fur

On her panties was a green and gold wreath.



Oh, the sight of her set my heart racing,

She is so gorgeous, no doubt in my mind.

Lifting her gently, carried her to the rug,

The fire was blazing, so warm and so snug.



Disrobing her slowly, eyes wide with delight,

Each piece removed, more of her could I see.

Her breasts are so firm, her nipples so hard,

Her body so supple, her legs are so long.



Her stockings remain, the silk so exciting,

My fingers caressing, her thighs open wider.

My lips follow my fingers, teasing her gently,

Her wetness is showing, her scent overpowering.



Our passion is ignited, a fire rages in us,

Loving for hours, giving pleasure our aim.

She knows how to please me, I delight to give too,

Her juices are flowing; mine ready to go.



She straddles my hips, I enter her deeply,

I love to see her, her breasts swinging freely.

Grasping them both, I squeeze till she squeals,

Her nipples so hard now, like rocks on a hill.



Moving together, thrusting so deep,

Kissing with passion, our bodies complete.

Soaring in heaven, we come with a shout,

“Merry Christmas my darling, I love you so much.”



This poem was inspired by Mrs Santa's poem which can be found at http://www.thestarlitecafe.com/poems/90/poem_693953.html

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That Moment

His fingers entangle yours

You hold each other warm

Strong bold eyes

You stare into forever

Light pink lips

That you softly kiss

Shelter from reality

His enveloping arms bestow

The freedom of no fear

The excitement of love


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Month After Month

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Love Jones

Month After Month

  

        YOUR HEART-FILLED HELLOS AND HUGS AND KISSES

GOES DEEP BEYOND ANY SNOWSTORM IN JANUARY

        WE GO FURTHER AS OUR HEARTS UNITE IN FEBRUARY

ROSES, CANDY AND WINE.....YOU ARE SO DIVINE

I'M HONORED TO BE BY YOUR SIDE....I CALL YOU MINE

         IN MARCH WE START TO MAKE OUR UNION STRONG

OUR CLOSENESS, NOW A RELATIONSHIP,

NOTHING CAN'T GO WRONG......I LONG FOR YOUR PRESENCE

FEELINGS RELENTLESS, YOUR SOUL EFFERVESANT

         WE THEN MOVE ON TO A WARM DAY IN THE SPRING

I'M BROUGHT DOWN TO MY KNEE.......TO BRANDISH A RING

AN EASTER SUNDAY BRUNCH SOUNDS DELIGHTFUL,I GUESS

BUT BEFORE WE START TO EAT,  PLEASE SAY YES?

         THEN THE BEAUTIFUL DAYS IN MAY PROCEED

TOGETHER TO ANNOUNCE THE GOOD NEWS

WRITING OUR VOWS...........SHARING OUR VIEWS

OVER THE GLOW OF THE MIDNIGHT HUES

          NOW IT'S JUNE, THE SIZZLING SUMMER

FLOWERS AND POLLEN BLOOM IN THE ATMOSPHERE

HARMONY BRINGS OUT THE BEST IN BOTH OF US

COMPATIBILITY, LOVE, PASSION, LUST

          WE TAKE A TRIP IN THE MIDDLE OF JULY

FIREWORKS.....COOKOUTS....WARM APPLE PIE

CAPTURED BY THE WHOLENESS, LET'S SEIZE THE MOMENT

UNDER THE HANDS OF GOD AND THE REST WILL SHOW IT

          AUGUST NOW BRINGS US TO THE

MOMENT OF TRUTH.....A BIGGER STEP IN LIFE

ACCORDANCE OF MAN AND WOMAN

ALL DECKED OUT IN WHITE

I DO.....YOU DO......ALL DAY ALL NIGHT

NEW SIGHTS, NEW HEIGHTS, NEW LIGHT

BUILDING A FOUNDATION, OFF TO OUR DESTINATION

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My Senses

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Desire

I hear you...

   over the phone and my world slows to a peaceful crawl.



I smell you...

   and my nose delights in the scent of your perfumed presence.



I touch you...

   and I feel the little shiver of excitement as you respond.



I see you...

   and it is as if the dawn has taken time to light up the sky twice in one day.



My sense betray me

and the feelings that

reside deep in my heart.



My consciousness is

revealed each time

proximity places us

near.



May my love always

keep me in such

cosmic awareness...with you.

Author's Notes/Comments: 

Written as a token to one who had my total attention long ago.

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Atlanta Drive

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Sensuality

From Charlotte, take Interstate 85 approximately 3 1/2 hours

    south until you reach the grand Southern metropolis of

                            Atlanta.

      At this point, continue driving on I-85 as you carve

         your way through suburban Gwinnett County,

                pace by the commerical retail valley of

                            DeKalb County,

                    meander the crest of skyscraper frontier

                      land which is Downtown, then aggressively

                         veer pass hell-raising traffic to

                            switch over into the Interstate

                              20 West turning lane.

  By now, you should be cruising the freeway of the old

   industrial Atlanta...but you don't have time to sight-see,  

Author's Notes/Comments: 

An abstract view of my evolving relationship with a Scorpio.

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Memory and Observation v.1

It felt... Well, terrifying to be walking up delivering papers for an official employment that kicks off in two days. I never honestly thought I'd make it far enough to get a real job where I'm paid real money. I guess from when I was fifteen up to now (not that long) I'd just assume I'd drop dead before entering the real world.



Walking up there I heard kids screaming somewhere nearby. I looked to my left and saw several children who were maybe in first grade running about an enclosed playground, laughing and yelling. It made me feel kind of happy and kind of lonely. I remember when I was in first grade. Andrew and I often got into trouble so I would generally be by the fence, facing away from the other children as punishment for all of recess. I remember seeing that field. It seemed huge when I was so little. I always wanted to just hop the fence and run to it, and go wherever it led to. I never had the guts, though. I couldn't make myself escape and run into the open, no matter how easy it would've been. I had an open gate usually twelve feet to my left, and the dreaded Mrs. Hibbits didn't keep a very close eye.



It seems funny to me, now that I'm older. I sit in the parking-lot right next to the playground and smoke pot with Sean and talk about when we were young. I can still remember when I had to go to that.... That fucking day-care center with all of those crazy ass nuns that never let us do anything. When they let us outside, J and I usually just hung around random places with Paul and whoever else. I miss being that close with J, though this was a long time ago. He's changed a lot and is madly straight-edge, though. That makes me sick. Choosing not to do it is perfectly fine, but when you get to the level where you think of others differently for doing something as meaningless as marijuana is pretty god damn annoying. I'm not going to get into that, though.

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