Best Extacy Poems
Liquid sunshine,
rushes through my veins,
pumping through my heart,
leaving my body quivering;
passionate fire
carresses my skin,
with every sinful kiss
you grant my ever begging lips;
your eyes, leave my soul,
without a drop of pain,
soothing all fear and,
filling them with perfect drops of rain;
your hands, so soft, so coarse,
touch my skin like addiction,
leaving sweet pearls of creme,
to moisten my lower cavities;
your warm touch,
leaves me wide open,
begging, screaming, wanting, needing,
pleading for more of you;
our tounges dance,
inside, outside,
our touching lips,
warm, wet, salty;
our breaths sing,
over satiny skin,
into our ears,
as sultry whispers;
our hands grip eachothers bodies,
cool, warm, heated skin,
soft, beautiful, clutched hair,
filled with the essence of passion;
our eyes, half closed, half open,
stare, into the sky and sun,
the stars and moon,
the need between eachother;
perfect pearls drip from our skin,
blended into a sweet vanilla, mocha blend,
sweet, salty, warm, cool liquid,
flowing over, flowing from, our mixed skin;
shivering, shaking,
from sheer, natural, naked extacy,
the pulsing between my legs,
begs for his pulsing, strong heat;
my lips would take it,
carress it,
taste it,
love it;
my body would take it,
contract around it,
need it,
love it;
we tighten, and loosen,
we rock and shift,
i look down into his eyes,
and move my sweet tender hips;
i beg him for more,
and tell him when we're done,
we command eachother,
my codeword "more fun";
my body reacts,
to the thought of this,
i swallow my thoughts,
before i break, from needing him;
sweet liquid sunshine,
spills from our pores,
exotic liquid fire,
burns between our bodies warm;
our hearts beating faster,
our breaths comming in fast sips,
moans intermingeling,
between pressed lips...
Form:
little lips, little kiss, leading down, down,
suckel on the tender nippels, moans softly let out,
fingers trailing, lips following, still leading down,
jeans receding, blood is beating, hard into stretched skin,
tip of tounge and tips of lips, teasing gentle head,
show some pleasing, cloths dropping off the edge of the bed,
ready screaming, still whispering, so no one does awake,
hands are touching, eyes are seeing,
skin thats perspiring,
passion feeling, night is falling,
still we're seeking, evermore,
that feeling, that extacy, screaming more,
tounge tickels gentel skin,
small fingers gently guide,
then its in,
"ready" question asked,
lips connect as an answer fast,
like ocean waves, got the movement down,
passion sweating from the crown,
rocking incidently to the heart beats sound,
ohmigosh, now screaming out,
quietly screaming out,
unready nevermore,
eyes seeking eyes in the dark,
lips connecting with flying sparks,
skin melting, a mix of one,
tears spilling, the reason: none
unspoken words released in gasps sworn,
yours to please, evermore
Form:
James, your words are like echos of extacy
forclosing with your sweetness on the bargain of my heart
so scratched and bruised, wounded from betrayle
and yet...your words from so far away, bring happiness with every glimmer
so softly i wish to kiss thy tender lips, pressed like sweet poison against my skin
to look into your eyes full of dark shadows, opening doors of light with each breath
so sweetly i wish to bring your blood, rising to the surface
to paint my ivory lips with color, sweetness, like a vampires kiss
within dreams i fall aslumber, gaining with each star, another moment
to be closer to your warmth, pulsing beneath cold skin, a heart
pain eching itsself a mirror in our eyes, shared death, shared life
feel my fingertips lace your skin, roughness tinting the sweet tender passion
sweet, tender passion...will you join me in sweet tender passion
arising from our own warm, in the throws of blankets
we burry ourselves deeper, not to be disturbed by rising daylight
be mine, vampiric whispers, none else wilt hear mine all but thee
i stare into your eyes, with in my fragile dream
vampiric mesmarising, trapped within my spell, captivizing
to kiss your lips, and paint them in the color of my blood
so pale, we lay together at last, forget the scorching sun
for like Lestat we have gained the power to survive with it touching our skin
children of the night, prisoners of loves plight
will you be my lover? i beg in tears of hate
my hate burning down my face in tears of pain
my love like fire burning in my eyes
the only way ill survuve to love and hate...you
will you be my lover, my vampiric lover
my blood lover, to kiss apon the moon pale skin
a vampires sweet midnight kiss
before we fall into, our slumber
she calls to he, James, will you be my lover..
Form:
.
.love breaks
open our soft veins, ready to devour,
the sweetness that lives in our extacy, each kiss,
each look, each beat of our open hearts, love takes advantage,
of us, in such a succulent, sweet, passionate, corrupted way,
we are devoured by its greedy, power-hungry beast,
we are captured for our lust and all else
that exists without us, one love.
Form:
Streaks of Ink, Across a blank page
Sounds of expression, to be released on stage
Words flow midair, only a chosen few understand
Emotions from each side, both beautiful & bland
Not your typical poet, nothing at all like the displays
So rare and unique, strong and bright like the morning rays
Words from experience, from dreams and my reality of life
Words form memories
Memories of struggle, love and strife
No copy and paste, No stolen words here
These are cries from my heart
Emotions created throughout the years
Poetic Justice
A title I endure so deep
A gift from my God, I've chosen to keep
No particular topic, Just pure extacy from word play
Spilling these words brings me a high, I must say
A poet, A writer and a singer some days
I welcome you to the pieces of me
My words shall guide you through my mind aka my maze.
Kioshi Love
Inspiring me to write about death
The frightening feel of loss
The weightless brilliance
Of the Chakra Seven
Housing my Light Body
Moving through universal realms
I hesitate
Infatuated with the ease
Of crossing over
To the extacy of this vibration
My senses fully awakened
From their physical sleep
The aliveness that death brings
The joy of finally knowing
What I always knew.
Communication is telepathic,
Effortless, instant, complete.
The movie of my life is viewed
Without judgement
I wrote the script.
I directed, produced, acted in and edited
My journey to Higher Consciousness.
Come save me from myself
I want you and nothing else,
I need your touch
To make me feel alright .
I'll take you so endlessly ,
Tie you down in fantasy
and bite the lips,
that set you free,
in that dark place ,
of extacy and life .
Kiss me ,and drink my soul.
taste me ,
to make me whole .
love me then let me go.
I want you
tonight .
James ...............................
Passion (Poem)
His lovers embrace,
Her sweet caress
Echoing through his body
He brushes her skin
The soft touch of temptation
Driving him
Pulling him
Together as one under the
moon
The lovers arrive
The final wave comes
Through the night they ride
Enveloping themselves
Pleasure,
Extacy,
Love,
Passion.
Form:
At times I can't stand the way things are,
And it's sad that my knees get weak just from seeing you from afar.
I miss waking up to a "good morning, thinking of you" text,
Till this day I still daydream of the first time we had sex.
It's like watching a shooting star for the first time with a sparkle in your eye,
It's like walking into the kitchen smelling grandma's fresh homemade pie.
It's like relaxing in a room full of steam,
Including all of the above being with you is like touching a dream.
It's exhilarating the way you have my heart blazing,
Just by having you...my life is truly amazing.
You may be content but I promise you'll be beyond an extacy satisfaction just by being
with me,
Since reality isn't what it should be I bet that in your dreams it's me you see.
Go ahead you weak headed coward
Take the pill to cheat on life and see your mind powered
You cant see what its meant to be
Instead you swallow pills of extacy
And say your free
And say you breath
Inside of me
Get the hell out of my face you tripping junkie
Its just a cliff note version of life thats handed to me
I cant blame you for being weak in the knees
And falling down when you had the perfect life you see
So lay your future on the mirror and cut it free
Roll up a George Washington and sniff it till you mind does bleed
Just remember your spoiled antics when you watch Africa dying from H.I.V.
You have no clue how life was meant to be
I would go deeper and make you really think
But based on your past you will have to get high to understand my link
For you need the help of pixie dust to have lust
I guess you did not love yourself enough to have trust
You stupid cowards, go ahead and face the reflection
Drop all the pills you have and promise me you will write me from heaven
And when you see the Angel of love
Make sure you do extacy so you can actually feel her hug
Leave your organs to science so they can disect the meaning of dumb
I have no respect for those can cheat on life
If I did I would have no problem on those that cheat on their wife
Sniff your life away
Blow your mind away
Trip over your meanless stray
Make sure you die a different day
You dont feel the love for me
So you have to take a f|_|cking pill to escape to a different planet to feel extacy
If that is the case I will take a different women to share the pain I bleed
Form:
a soul betwixt the moral outlet plunges to the depths of the sea in sin
after careful examination cadence erupts to taunt the young man's soul
like an ox going in for a kill his stems for passion to endulge in love
soft music with the lighting of a candle too hard to handle now
his heart permeates a state of being inside her as hands are clutched tightly
forget the night & the day is far spent out of circumstance to take part in the dance
a beacon of love to a hurting soul in need of pleasure yet will the glue hold
torrents of rain outside shudder the quaint existence of the house's frame
love is the very fabric of his existence learn to shun each resistance in every curcumstance
breath deep my love for tonight we will take part in pleasure to the early dawn
the smell of sweet body odor as we plunge into extacy onto the climax
took a drag of a cigarette to vent things through my head
left in the daze of a cordeal impulse that ensued
still I was in the mood for more
we enjoyed each others fill in surprisingly triumphant courage
to muster the resilence of our exquisite taste of brevity
my heart sunk in orgasmic fervor onto the duration of the moment
thoughts of birds flying over my head in exquisite fashion for the moment
the taste of her lips sweet caress of her tongue
furtherance of sex plunge into a harvest of twilight
on the edge of my seat I see a ball in the corner of my room
silently I whisper a tender phrase of sweet harmony
tonight we revist the love's destiny to what we were waiting for
lest I implore another opened door willing to explore so much more
we finally yawn and start a fire in the fire place
a lasting glo that we shared with the memory of our love
sealed with the ornament of its timeless clarity
pressed between the world i know and the one I wish to go
Take hold of my hand,hold onto me,never
let me go,look into my eyes,let your body
go,give into my spell,let me take your
mind to a world of extacy,don't hesitate
let yourself fall in love with me,dance
with me into the night and listen to my
symphony of the night.
Don't worry weather if this is right or wrong
in my cold arms is where you belong you bring
life into my soul,because of you my cherie
my cold,black heart can finally beat,you bring
out the good in me,you have tamed the demon
inside me,now that I have you in my grasp we are
one at last,with the moon as our light in the sky
let us listen to the symphony of the night.
My dear pledge your love to me,give me every
fiber of your being,give me every ounce of your
blood and soul to me,give up your life to be
with me,take my hand,take my blood,take my life
let my blood flow within you and when you take
mines you shall have eternal life within you,dance
with me as my creatures of the night plays the
symphony of the night.
You have brought new life within me,I am you black
knight in shining armor that has reached for your
hand and pulled you out of your grave and I have
taken all or your pain away,I am your Count and your
are my Countess,together we roam the night and
my children of the night will make beautiful music
with their symphony of the night.
Form:
I've already witness'd pain
You can mimik strain
Theres an inflamination of vains
A stroke is near
I'm over fear
Theres older Peers
With colder tears
I sold her sear'd; and burnt
Just like the children of the jewish
Like back in the 40s when it was so ruthless
People where begging our god why would you do this
My life is ruin
My hearts full of so much confussion
Stop confussin me
The governments pollutin sea's
Anchient Coligraphy
Told of reachin the light through ministry
Or your sent to hell forever misery
Like a serpent made to hate life extensively
Living life repedivly on extacy
I'll be the next to see
Into the past tense assaination of kenidy
So wheres the evidence
That humans have maners and intellegence
We've cloned panthers and eliphants
The pastors sellin ****
After the lies are already irellevant
All levis are leveled quick
Just like our spiritual embezzlement..
Over material settlements...
Sleep
Another night another sleepless
night,
But sleep is only so far away
right?
Sleep! I desire you come close
my eyes.
Deliver me to extacy! I'll fly!
Till morning light breaks my
curtains small gaps
Waking my cat so she leeps
from my lap
Causing me to stir and wake
from my peace
But in order to get there
thoughts must cease
And I just might finally get
some sleep.
Rose
I look to you in Autumn's merge with the climax of love
for the fragrance of scented leaves in the trees
I look to you in the quaint forest all alone
with the howling of owls in the distance
through the epitaph of braised neglect you are there
perched in the hands of loving hearts pierced through the fallen hue
quaint encounters on the porch swing by the Willow tree
you are the humble reminder of what true love is for
the notion of a vested solace hanging on the rich decorum
although at times and moments you may shy away yet you are there
aware in the twilight of fragmented choice
we may wallow in the mire of sweet extacy yet we humbly agree
I look to you cause we were both meant to be
all of life seems to be a mystery it seems
never before has my soul permeate through a glass menagerie
of the fallen leaves quaint but yet so dead
what is going on inside my head
I look to you across the hands of time
nestled through the mere vibration of brevity
in shallow peaks throughout the conclaves of death door resolve
as we climb the steps of time only to finally reach heavens door
lest I implore a more simpler way for my heart to display
beauty as in crystalized nuggets of time well spent in thought
I look to you in the morning fresh on the grass fallen dew
one can't ever know until you let go
in lavender decadance along the surface of the outdoor perimeter
basking in the vast expanse between space and time
as a beacon of light in a world in search of love
shelter lies dormant amidst its beckoning plough
a challenge to be free is a question of time
we have come this close never to turn back now
love is the essence of my mere existence learn to shun the resistance in every circumstance
until at last we all will take part in the dance