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Sex Pain Poems | Sex Poems About Pain
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Primose path leads to the slaughter of American
dream delete pause proficiency with internetty
webbegone after thoughts of yahoo googleyed
interred intracacises that shed benign capsules of
mom entary apple pie delquiences cooling
the soul shopping for the next alias avenue of
pointless me procurement mauling an ongoing
onerous dildodate vis a vie meme.com/me in
an engaging omnipresence of sextext no tact
spell ckeck chicshicshakplak no sense tic tac.
Talk? Walk? Balk? Chalk? Sue? Sulk?
Dinosaur diligence posse with the senior
gestages gestulating, we r forevre 21 and ying yang
dung. Yes, good f ing luck with that!! Look at your
petridish parents and see what box u check to lid close
and abscond with the lost liberal leftovers. That
is you in reverse in a few carnal years after Hilter youth
children decide to screw us as the new
generation which skewer post present parental postulates
to the oldster outhouse outlets so u can be "youf" free. Little
do they notknow as they cumulatively co opulate
that they set the stooge stage for no thanx ahole actions.
The DOS does'nt fall from the Apple tree. Leave it,
love it, learn it while ye may, the kid crisp cosmos of
offspring social dicktates are biting at your heartbeatbit
empty elmo enterprises. Pause parenatal prenatal
preferences prepearing perinatal persons pretasking
postnatal practices, in which you have veno papa preparation.
Think before you For Unlawful Carnal Knowledge and Analyze
your ass-incarnate initiate. Borrow berofe u basterdize,
condomize before u copu culminate, decide before
u dicktate, envision before u envy, fail before u foil,
grasp before u germinate, halt before u hinder,
illuminate before u illerate, jump before u jinx,
kill before u keep, love before u lay, meaning before
moaning, neutralize before u now, obilerate before
u ooops! presence before predicament, quit before
quake, resilience before ridiculous, sanity before
sexusensuality, thinkth before u thumpth, utilize
before u unionize, victory before victimization, we
before want, xx nor xy, zen before zeal. Pocket
passion files fly in the face of ruined reason residules
to the point of pronounced perplextion plagued
prominantly with no recall references to problematic
protocals for near north normalicies in my buckeye
life measures of simpatico silly symbiosis sublime
of mini me monophile mucous made misdemeanor
milktoast memories. Pass go, collect $200.
Copyright © Dave Collins | Year Posted 2013
left hand touch to excite
KISS is spark to ignite
right hand pulls us tight
heartbeats like dynamite
LOVE is pain
SEX has no refrain
Copyright © Warner Baxter | Year Posted 2014
A typically depressing inky dark night
He sat at the corner waiting for the light
His mind as usual not fully engaged
His pounding psyche had him enraged
As if on cue she opened the door plopping into the seat
Who the hell is this he’s about to meet
He looked to his right fearful of what he might see
Thinking who is this person that has chosen me
Then he first saw her beautiful face
And he was ever so grateful to be in that place
So it began this tumultuous trip
More exciting with every twist and tortuous dip
She seemed very peaceful and really quite nice
They talked for a moment and agreed on the price
After that there was little to say
They went to her place not far away
When he first saw her baby boy there on the bed
He was overcome with deep feelings of dread
She said not to worry and took him away
He was still intrigued - with nothing to say
She slipped off her things and lay on the bed
He couldn’t believe his eyes and went out of his head
She was absolutely stunning so slender and silky
Her breasts were aglow and her skin so milky
He dove to her loins trying to devour her whole
She told him she liked it and his skill she extolled
She writhed and she groaned until they were one
He had surrendered his soul before they were done
They exchanged numbers that very first night
Little aware of their upcoming plight
Now some time has passed though how much their unsure
They can never go back where they were
Addictions took over their lives - a painful and familiar plight
Hers already in full flight and his coming back but not quite
She called him honey and begged him to come day and night
He came running each time - her rescuing white knight
She was in danger far more than she knew
He knew it well but not what to do
She wouldn’t listen to him
She wouldn’t have listened to you
At last came a break in this perilous trail
She was arrested and taken to jail
Again she called him to come to her aid
And so he came but not to get laid
She grew every day she was locked up
He visited often to help keep her chin up
Little did he know how his feelings would stir
He was beginning to fall in love with her
She was in her twenties a mother of four
First two girls then two boys more
As the time passed she blossomed into this beautiful creature
He was absolutely taken with her every feature
She showed him her heart and her soul
Forever transforming his previous role
She entered treatment the other day
He’s hopeful they can show her the way
At first they talked often by phone
Now not so much and he is alone
He wrote her a poem and bought her some things
Whenever he helps her his heart truly sings
So now there he is a bit lost at sea
Knowing he hurt both he and she
Addiction is such a cruel and relentless master
Bringing on pain faster and faster
Denying ourselves the joys of life and true love
Our pain is so deep we curse God above
With all of his being and heart
He prays for her to get a clean start
His life is so much farther along than hers
Hoping hers will get better and his won’t get worse
A story of addiction to drugs and sex
Ever tragic, pain filled and so very complex
Things that seem to make us feel so much better
Devour our guts and only make our tears much wetter
Be on guard for yourself and all whom you know
On this kind of journey you don’t want to go
It was all his fault of that he’s completely aware
But don’t sell him short - he does truly care
Although happily ever after wasn’t their destiny
He prays with God’s help she can be set free
Now as his once white hot passion grows dim
Loving her still he realizes that will be good enough for him.
Copyright © Mel Doherty | Year Posted 2013
an evening of sex
work for Billy he feeds me
my abdomen bursts
Copyright © RAJAT KANTI CHAKRABARTY | Year Posted 2015
it felt so good
its well understood
my eyes rain
my boby was wet
GOOD SEX AND PAIN
Copyright © kurtis scott aka curtis futch jr | Year Posted 2016
I grit my teeth and white my knuckles
as my newfound mentor chuckles.
He teaches me about disdain,
but no matter, I planned for pain.
My eyes both flutter as I shudder,
then I hear him coarsely utter:
"Good, looks like you still feel somethin'.
Bitch I swear, you ain't worth nothin'."
Lashes wet my back with crimson
in this self-prescribed sex prison.
I don't mind the body abuse,
but worry when he grabs the noose...
He likes to leave it on so long,
Last time, I thought I was gone.
But this time I see in his eyes
Something that brings fear to mine:
This is self pity and anger,
my hairs raise as I sense danger.
I test my cold metal chains
but can't break from my restraints.
He slips the noose around my neck,
then gives my cheek one final peck.
Fire rips through my perception,
Monsters I don't dare to mention..
Everything I love is ash,
all my glass memories crash.
Burning flesh, a pungent smell,
flares my nostrils in this hell.
I hear screaming, perhaps mine?
Then I'm returned to my time:
Surrounded by smoke and flame,
mumbling my dealer's name.
In this inferno, I bubble,
as his crackhouse burns to rubble.
Copyright © Bo Vigoren | Year Posted 2016
its gods will
to give us that thrill
no place to go
if your poor
its still a good feeling
get you reeling
you can bet
I LOVE SEX
Copyright © kurtis scott aka curtis futch jr | Year Posted 2013