#sexy poem

[ungracefulofme]

– rupi kaur, milk and honey

[raven-runes]

fishnet fever

lust confessed

skirt raised higher

lipstick messed

panties lowered

worshipped breast

~Tadhg Ó hErodáin

[sou-ema]

Besides,

On my side,

Outside,

Inside,

Love, lovevy first sight.

[svnbabyy]

MY SUGARY SWEET KIWI TREAT His lips move a tantalizing glide dripping caramel, sparking my sighs, lost in a wild, natural high I'm up all night I'm up all night His tongue, my candy prize, flicks and swirls, dives deep inside eager to taste the honey surprise I'm open wide I'm open wide His hands are firm, a hungry grip they pull me close and lock our hips  tense, craving, holding on tight I reach my height I reach my height outside a neon, pink blue light all that’s buzzing, more than I tonight looking into his eyes,  sliced kiwi delights spilling sweetness over  this technicolor night   giving me a sugar rush, heads in the sky and if we were two moths about to fly, I’d fall behind, following him  directly into that bulb to fry (n.g, 2024)

[friskykittyunleashed]

Hayride

Somewhere out in the country Lying on a blanket covering a bed of hay In the back of an old wooden wagon, You and I are curled up together Keeping each other warm. Heat radiates between us as We watch the ebon night sky, Devoid of the bright light of the city, Revealing her intimate secrets to us. The Milky Way blazes a path Between the thousands of stars Now evident, gleaming spectacularly. What other mysteries are hidden Right there, yet out of sight?

Content to relax and savor our embrace, We silently watch, and wonder,  And dream, and ponder…. You pluck some fodder from my hair. I look at you and smile. Above, a meteor streaks across the sky. I close my eyes and make a wish.

As if on cue, you softly nuzzle my neck,  Your lips moving closer… closer… Until finally they gently brush my own, Igniting the embers of wanton lust  Smoldering deep within me. I press into your kiss urgently. I want to explore every inch of your universe, Chart new constellations on your body With my lips and my fingers and my tongue. Pent up desire propels us to another world,  Our passions expressed with the Intensity of a thousand blazing suns Until the explosive waves of a supernova Radiate pleasure throughout our melded bodies.

Turning to you, I open my eyes and And trace my fingers through your beard. You look at me and smile. The jewel-like stars twinkle brightly As we lose ourselves in a kiss. What untold yearnings will we express On this magical nocturnal hayride?

🐾 Frisky Kitty 4 March 2023

[myturn2scream2]

Exploring the intoxicating dance of skin on skin, where every sigh and caress crafts a tale of longing. Dive into the depths of desire, where fantasies come alive. 💓🔥

[sreekar]

One Night Only

Staring at the ceiling as cold air pierces through my bare chest,

she and I wanted to fuck, so we hit it off and I forgot about the rest.

Slutty shadows slyly and slowly seep into the room, 

as the moonlight illuminates her bare body on top of me through the windowsill.

We barely talk, just kiss, moan and whimper like we are high off a pill. 

As this love only lasts for tonight, 

and time is albeit measured in orgasmic delight.

The sun rises, she dresses up and so do I, 

while we were about to leave, 

we stare at each other and kiss.

Our lips lock, feelings fade, and we walk away, 

as my body chooses to remember her touch and forget the other parts.

Because this affair has no future and was doomed from the start,

and I am in town for one night only, and now I am not.

[sedehaven]

Morning Glory

fingerslide over dawn-warmed skin, sleepy murmur, limp as day-old rose petals, lips dragging over shoulderskin, scent of gardenia oil, let me trace the wisteria veins from collarbone through the gold-kissed vale of breasts

to the peony nipples, waking them as your eyes open–sigh like baby’s breath, and your legs are parting languid as sleepy spring lilies, opening for my fingers and lips

a rose is a rose is a rose but this love is a love unlike any love

mouths meet in the half-dark, fingers twist in cotton, skin grows dew-damp, and toes curl like roots

as you bloom for me

-- S. E. De Haven

[raven-runes]

there is no end

to the torment

I would inflict

upon your willing flesh

my nightshade kiss

on your tainted lips

my fiendish gaze

on your naked hips

your skin ablaze

under my whip

tortured for days

at my fingertips

in ecstatic daze

as my tongue it slips

in feverish praise

of your soul in grip

your body on edge

of apocalypse

~Tadhg Ó hErodáin

[redcatmusings]

~I Want You To Watch~

I want you to watch, to look at me

while I send shivers down your spine.

I want you to see my tongue dance,

Along the intimate spaces I claim as

mine.

Feel the heat of my breath upon your neck,

As my hips grind from behind.

Surrender to my touch,

And in my arms unwind.

Gaze into the mirror,

While I pleasure both of us.

Gasp in exasperation,

While I sample your taste of lust.

I want you to see everything,

To watch the things I do to you.

I want you to look into my eyes,

And feel this hunger like I do.

Give me every ounce of will,

Command me in frustration.

Then reward me with your throaty moans,

And trembling of elation.

I want you to watch,

As I delight in making my marks.

And watch as our bodies intertwine,

While both our souls begin to spark.

~♡~♡~♡~♡~♡~♡~♡~♡~♡~♡~♡~

This poetry is inspired by the spicy, delightful love story between Korra and Kuvira written by @tamras-shieldmaiden .

Super talented writer! You can read the story here: Reflections of Passion

Enjoy!

[myturn2scream2]

Moonlit trysts and stolen kisses, our love unfolds in the secret garden where passion blooms, and every touch is a whispered promise. Ready for a night of clandestine delights? 🌹💏

[weepingcherrytree]

Pleasure. Lipstick smears on plump lips. Iʼll dress up for you to ruin me.

— aspen kae | @weepingcherrytree

[cherry-skye]

The Forbidden Desire

There’s something to be said about the moment you realize that you’re crazy. About wanting to own, and be owned, by one person. I spend so many days wanting to send you to work covered in the marks of my love, while in turn feeling the burn of yours. You would walk as though your skin did not sting, that you were not bruised in so many intimate places. I could easily see myself using a blade to etch every memory of you into my skin, just to lick away the blood being born from my flesh. I want to wear a vial of your essence around my neck— a symbol of our love. Stories have told of bonds that should never be forged, of tying one’s soul to another. The consequences would be astronomical, and yet I find myself reaching and begging to know the rituals. I will hunt you from this life into the next. There will be no others before or after you.

Bring me to my knees in mercy as I beg for you, place yourself between my lips as I choke on all my lies of how much I do not need you. Brand me, claim me, fill me with every ounce of your need. I will be the vessels for all of your un wanted emotions, gladly walking barefoot across glass to sit at your feet. My chin placed between your hands as you place one singular kiss to my lips, sending me to the next plane. One smile and roles are reversed, my hand lightly across your neck, pressing you back into any surface. Mine. You are mine. I am yours. Both bleeding, broken, beaten souls. Claw me as you move in time with me. Control being traded between our two bodies. Biting my way to your pleasure sensors as I combine your heat with mine. Hands on my hips, pulsing inside of me as I ride you into oblivion.

[magesmusings]

Let me make a mess all over your mouth,

feel you lick up every last drop of cum.

[evelovestar]

Scorpio poetry. The secret romantic feels deep.

Dear Lovestar, I was very needy for attention, and you could have deduced it by the needy poetry I was writing. I wondered yesterday… Do I get upset that I’m not receiving the attention I crave or do I kindly request it. I decided to go for the kind request since the arguments have not worked for me. I asked him to put me on his to-do list! He laughed and then said a bunch of cool and sexy…

[amazingbrainrot]

Love orgasms. When my legs shake. It’s like elongated sparks after a plug pulled from the socket. When it makes me hornier instead of knocking me out. Shit, I love the feeling of post coital naps, too. Like I’m a wild cat that just got tamed. I just like orgasms.