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Erotic Poetry Stand
Posted by
Clay Death
on 16 Feb, 2016 21:07
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#1 Reply
Posted by
Clay Death
on 16 Feb, 2016 21:43
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Welcome to Erotic Poetry Stand.
Post away and have fun.
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#2 Reply
Posted by
Clay Death
on 16 Feb, 2016 21:45
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Harvest Moon
you glow like the light of the harvest moon
soft golden rays to fill my starry heart
your sweet breath teases my naked skin
so warm and moist like a southern breeze
your scent the perfume of night blooming flowers
your taste salty and tangy like the warm sea air
your body trembles at my slightest touch
a willow tree, shook by the lusty wind
your mossy rise is so dewy and inviting,
softly, and seductively, it calls out me...
to kneel and taste your secret delights
lost in a vortex of your endless desire
as the harvest moon looms overhead
and bathes our flesh in it's soothing light
W. I. Boucher September 8, 1997
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#3 Reply
Posted by
Clay Death
on 16 Feb, 2016 21:47
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Erotic Explorations
The secret world of smooth warm flesh
your graceful curves delight my eye
they call my fingertips to explore them
such a wondrous geography, paradise
I ache to be your favorite native son,
born to love each rise, and silken valley,
humbly bow my head to drink so deep
from your wellspring of sweet desire
I long to quench my lusty thirst in you
parched, like a desert nomad's throat
dream of the day when you float above
find sweet release, like clouds and rain
your hands reach out, to take my face
and pull me to your waiting breasts
to suckle you long as a greedy child
lulled by the music, of your hot breath
your fingers plow furrows in my hair
and trace my brow, fever flushed
softly croon song of love to me
need binds me tight to your side
do you feel me throb so deep inside?
a counterpoint to your rolling motion?
my growling voice echoes in the room
your name kisses my lips and tongue
trembling thighs, so graceful spread
heaven's gate open so wide to see
to plumb the hot and fragrant depths
as you moan and deeply caress me
W. I. Boucher January 26, 2000
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#4 Reply
Posted by
Clay Death
on 16 Feb, 2016 21:50
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Goddess Mine
Venus beckons in lace bound fast
by chains of love wrapped tight
Her lush lips so tenderly pressed
to the earth's ancient grassy breast,
Goddess mine please hear my prayers
smile down on your slave of love
carry my spirit to that place you dwell
that altar between your silken thighs
her moans and sighs sweet music
calling me to her fervent worship
in that temple of secret delights
surrendering all I am to you freely
I sing for you an ancient primal hymn
soft muffled songs roll from my lips
shake the earth and rock your hips
take my offerings, mark me as yours
Press my face to that cup of sacred wine
and drink deep that sweet water of life
far beyond the realm of mortal desire
love's alchemy, carnal made the sublime
W. I. Boucher November 26, 2002
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#5 Reply
Posted by
Clay Death
on 16 Feb, 2016 22:14
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Rapture by Karin Schaefer
There is a place for us
that no one else can enter.
It is a place that holds no secrets,
only beauty, peace, understanding. A place that we come to,
thinking we are one,only to have our souls fused together for a moment.
And in that moment, I know you; every pore, every pulse,every thought, every fear.
And I love you more. I feel myself laid bare before you,
and I feel content . . . joyous that you are with me, loving me in my nakedness.
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#6 Reply
Posted by
Clay Death
on 16 Feb, 2016 22:17
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More! by Michael Anderson
I see myself holding you close to me,
Squeezing your body tight.
But for all I see as I daydream-
I know I’ll get tenfold tonight.
Running my palms across your breast,
As you tremble and bite your lip.
Feeling your hands upon my chest,
The softness of each fingertip.
Tasting your neck so sweet, so soft, And slowly lowering my kiss.
Over pert nipples, across your navel, And finally into pure bliss.
Looking upon your face from below- As you tilt back your head.
Feeling your fountains begin to flow- As you ease back on the bed.
Your “innocent little devil” look- Crying insatiably with the sensation.
Lip to lip lapping up every drip- From the well of your creation.
The way you pull me up by the hair-To the heat of your mouth, on fire.
No other thoughts, no other cares,
Just the quenching of mad desire. Riding the tide of passion,
Pushing my love into you. On the waves of your emotion-In slow motion, so sweet and true. Pulse pounding in resounding rapture, Taken to the hilt, then just past. Rhythm growing, faces glowing,
The climax coming fast. That heated, illicit look- Of ecstasy across your eyes.
The culmination nearing- Within your undulating thighs.
Echoing throughout the heavens- On overindulgent cries.
The sultry look upon your face- In reaching that gyrating gush.
The way you bite my fingers- When I try to make you hush.
Your arching back, your fingernails, Your perfume mixed with sweat.
The way you keep rubbing against me- With your insides already so wet.
The way when I’m beat dead and ready- To fall face first to the floor,
You put your sweet lips to my ear- And whisper, “I want more!
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#7 Reply
Posted by
Clay Death
on 16 Feb, 2016 22:20
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Lover’s Dance by Poet deVine
Glistening bodies entwined
in an ageless erotic dance,
seeking pleasures from each other,
seeking wonder and romance. Their lips meet in soft kisses,
their tongues begin passion’s war.
Forgotten now, the outside world.
All is here, behind this door.
He strokes her body tenderly,
she arches up for his caress.
He finds her silken portal
and her womanly wetness.
She moans in fiery desire
and pulls his hand away,
wishing to end this exquisite torture
and get on with passion’s play.
She straddles his waiting body,
eases him into her feminine hollow.
She leads him on a rhythmic dance,
his thrusting hips must follow.
She rides him faster, even then,
to hear his wondrous sighs.
She shows him all the delights
she has between her womanly thighs.
They stare into each other’s eyes
and gasp as ecstasy unreels,
and tangles them in a lover’s knot
that every answer reveals.
Sated, they lie side by side,
spent but hungering still.
She touches him where their passion came
and tastes their lovers spill.
Their mouths meet in passionate need,
hungry animals once more.
This time he rises above her,
her body to explore.
Their ballet begins again,
as he thrusts his manhood in,
vowing not to end the dance
unless her cries he’ll win.
Like beasts of old they become,
riding with desire,
only resting their throbbing bodies
when sated by their fire.
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#8 Reply
Posted by
pryzmsticv
on 16 Feb, 2016 23:58
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Very well done Sire. If that doesn't inspire passionate desires. Then something is wrong within. For that to me creates a luvers sin ov crowning from within. Beautiful it would be the luvers dreams, exquisite with luvers screams. Thank you for sharing Sire, for i do greatly admire.😚
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#9 Reply
Posted by
Clay Death
on 17 Feb, 2016 00:14
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I am glad you approve of this thread lady Victoria.
I think it will be fun. people will enjoy this.
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#10 Reply
Posted by
Clay Death
on 17 Feb, 2016 18:48
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Lover's Undress
Author: David Russell
You’re a shaft of light
In my crimson evening.
Let’s make each other beautiful;
You in a silver ball gown,
Shoulders shine above it
Above superb resilient breasts.
Slow, sensual dance, rustling fabrics,
Hands, breath to lips and tongues
Held through this breeze.
I’ve striven in my work-outs
For this moment;
I’m yours to relish,
you're mine to savour.
So now undo me, see legs first
- Yours I'll match
Now find my waist and torso
- Feel at first
And then unbutton,
Peel and see.
In shorts I stand before you now,
Athletic
You’re throbbing for the next -
You take my waistband, draw
Now I’m just in trunks
- Erotic in your smouldering light.
I’ll do the same for you, I’m delicate
with zips and buttons, buckles
Release your gown,
A glittering parachute
and you step out
- In what I dreamed you'd wear:
A purple strapless one-piece
Clinging to your toned lovely from
A one-piece proclaims
A woman’s fullest power
Concealing, revealing,
Balance just right – to draw on,
and you can wear one
Before all others.
Now you’re my bathing beauty,
I am yours.
The water calls us, shimmering warm;
Let’s slice the waves,
Please do the backstroke, let me see
Your breasts, your thighs
Thrusting through the surface
And now an underwater kiss
Now to the shore
You lie on me, I rub your back
Our costumes dry, peel off
and now deep cleaving
Of thigh and groin.
You are so deep , so strong in love
Made thunderstorms;
You frightened all the others off
Yet drew me out;
Let me embrace my feminine
In our unrobing
Submission? domination?
Now those terms
Lose all pretense of meaning,
In the flooding flames of total love.
You're a shaft of light
In my crimson evening.
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#11 Reply
Posted by
Clay Death
on 17 Feb, 2016 23:35
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Moist Invitation
by EllieB
The sweet wet,
The dark damp,
Pheromones sing
Moist invitation.
Your hands
So huge and so rough,
Caress my burning,
My yearning,
My anticipation.
Burning kisses,
Tangled clothes
Tearing, panting
Mouths busy with sweet
Exploration.
Blood pounding,
My blush
Spreads southward
To the tips of my breasts
Your embrace
Enfolds me,
Crushes my sanity,
Leaving only my need
For liquid sensation.
Impaled and possessed,
I’m filled,
Caressed deeply,
Completely entangled,
The goal of your quest.
Stabbed by your lance,
I die and see heaven.
The stars spin,
My heart sings,
My legs wrap around you
And I know you are mine.
As I come back to earth
And recover and quiver,
The place where we’re joined
Is as wet as it’s been.
Filled with your seed
Your lust and your need,
I just need to know,
Can we do that again?
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This is exciting new thread!
Thank you kindly General!
I agree with Lady V
Love and light
Divine
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#13 Reply
Posted by
BirdOfPrey
on 22 Feb, 2016 19:55
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awesome thread will be often agree with them both =) Great job Sir
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#14 Reply
Posted by
Clay Death
on 23 Feb, 2016 00:23
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much obliged general BirdOfPrey.
I am glad you are enjoying the erotic poetry stand. it is in development.
we will have fun with it.
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