Tag Archives: Erotic Poetry

I’ll Only Write Poems for You

When you and I come together there is nothing that I want Everything of value in this world is held, with calm strength and power in your deep soulful eyes glinting, always, with mischief and desire I could reside forever … More

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The First Time (that I fucked you)

The first time that I fucked you was in my mind entirely in my mind which was exactly as it should be for I was 12 years old and would never have known what to put where and when but … More

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Loving the Wife (of a friend)

She wanted me She wanted it She wanted it You know it She wanted it She’d made that clear in no uncertain terms on more than one occasion and I tried to pretend that I was unaffected (but I was) … More

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I Wish I Had Kissed You

I wish I had kissed you when we were children When I was a boy and you were a girl and we were just budding flowers untrammeled by the boots of this world I would have I should have Had … More

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Wash Away My Sadness (in a river of your flesh)

Throw your clothes down on the floor Wrap me in your naked arms Let my tears finally flow Mix them with your wetness till we can’t determine which are sorrow which are sex Make me forget myself if only for … More

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We Speak the Wordless Language

Wrap your waterfall legs ……..tightly around my waist take my bottom lip …….. between your front teeth like the parting of the clouds Your hot springs hands …….. cradle the base of my spine as your honey bee hips …….. … More

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Going Through the Motions

Dana only wanted me to fuck her She didn’t like me sucking her pussy She wanted to save something special just for her boyfriend That’s what she told me and, if you want to know the truth I didn’t really … More

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I Want to Wake Up With You (at the end of time)

When our bodies are so tightly entangled that I can feel your pulse the rush of your blood the beat of your heart ba-dump ba-dump against my skin and taste your gentle breath as you exhale in morning sleep these … More

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We Want the Skin

We want the skin touching, touching, touching; friction and charge, arcing from dimple to hair to space; sweat comingling, tongues comingling, personality submerged in the prison of the skin. We want the skin we want the skin we want the … More

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Rock ‘n’ Roll Teacher

She liked to quote Patti Smith and Richard Hell and shake her suggestive hips to the beat of “Rebel Rebel” and “All the Young Dudes” She had a Freddie Mercury prance and an Iggy Pop pout and everybody knew she … More

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