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Like A Girl
I play like a girl, I hit like a girl
You say I throw like a girl,
And, when I run -- I run like a girl!
All that plus more, enjoy this one size fits all
Who and what I want comes from being strong
Classy and fabulous,
THIS is my song!
I've been told, cut to size
The world dark and gray, when life becomes an insult
Take heed when I speak my mind,
I am tough, outstanding and beautiful!
Move ahead --- say it twice, I smell nice
A taste of Cool Water and Justice Perfume
I have a non-stop multitask fixation
Like a woman, everything about me is hidden
Magic and alluring the only joy in sexuality you'll need
I'm empowering this moment!
Endorsing Myself, with a certain sorta mystique
I deliver an independent will,
don't ever underestimate my physique
I am a caregiver, a female who won't give up the fight
I remain firm and believe all women have equal rights
I walk and talk Like A girl
wearing heels Breaking the sound of Annabel
Like, Mona's unforgettable smile,
I stand tall Like Miss Liberty
I am, Betsy Ross, America's #1 designer
Harriet, who escaped slaver-y
Like Theresa and Mary, I'm here to give change
I am, Hilary overwhelmed with determination
A leader -- A Goddess, I burn like Joan
---Cleopatra in the room
---Calamity Jane's wild side
Emelia's, won't give up heart
I am Anne, with a secret hidden spot
Susan B, with the right to vote
Emily who writes deep and pretty
The sound In your eyes aren't listening!
You imagine I am weak -- not strong enough -- brave enough,
You call me different and difficult!
Still, you want my warmth -- my love -- my attention
I am not less, I am more
I am a woman -- I frown -- I cry -- I hurt and yell at the universe
Nevertheless, I make a difference
Like a girl, I smile
A smile never seen or felt before, both defined and undefined
Your heart will ask and implore for more
Like a girl, I'll drive you wild, looking pretty "You're In Love!"
My Self confidence comes from who I am deep inside
Everything I've become follows the makeup on my face
Bare and nude, I am the Madonna flowering the mood
At the end of every day, I have one other thing to say
The Next Time You ask me to cook and clean
Because you think, I belong in the kitchen
You better believe I'm doing it my way
LIKE A GIRL
Copyright © Poet Destroyer A | Year Posted 2015
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*Secreto de Medianoche*
~On this very Night~
I found myself in a
FANTASY
Camouflage in lace,
I run my hands all over the place
Wet whispers drop in between
In a soft stroke,
I touch the tan on my skin
Pure sweetness unfolds
The perfumes in the air - Arouse
every sexual intention inside
Without a care,
I'm lost in the moment,
Every feeling at this point,
feels erotically insane,
In a seductive way--
the night whispers my name,
A freedom flight - into the night.
(Like the wind)
Caressing my breast, my legs tremble
Beyond the haze, into another world
Never pointless - A new sensation
My fingers slither, a play tonight
Circles in motion,
Vibrations and self-soothing lotion,
I touch myself gently,
Thinking of you relentlessly,
Looking around,
The night echoes a whimpering sound,
Embracing the secrets inside
I squeeze the dark damp sheets-
Moaning and moaning, repeatedly.
Holding my silk pillow, groping my knees,
I run my finger on my lips -
Satisfaction complete!
Back into the realm of dreams.
~Tonight~
:)
Copyright © Poet Destroyer A | Year Posted 2013
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Liquid Heaven
A feast for my womanly inner beast!
I tease, I please, you have me on my knees
I wring my hands, you oint my head
With your fingers locked in my hair of red
You -I call Master!
Begging for forgiveness, in a position of love
My words are bashing with one stuttering sound
Moaning & Moaning,
As you make my head spin like a merry-go-round
Craving for you to unleash a liquid heaven sound
My body speaks and mumbles a language meant for you
A touch of intimacy, that lathers up like liquid glue
Sticky but, yet so compelling
My tongue slips silent beloved words of joy into the air
You play the master of this dark solid room
This dungeon's all I consume
You engage me, to provoke you with everything I got
Yelling, please master don't ever stop!
At this moment, I yearn for excitement
To feel the arousing sensation of your presence
That melts me and chill me with a flow that does not kill
I'm your thinker
Your muse and poet
You are my composer creating liquid tunes
Come here and expresses the hardness of your boldness
I confess to you my love
You are all I'm dreaming of
You drive your hands all over
Reaching every steamy spot
Encourage me to stimulate your mental needs
You are the master withholding a liquid element
In me, you release fluids that hit like a silent tide
A desire that comes with a full force of the fire inside
I crave for the taste of your lips
Your hands on my hips
Your fingers with a tight sensual grip
I dedicate my heart and my lust
To get lost within every push of your trust
Like a treasure deep underneath the sand
I'm addicted to the feelings of your command
Your hazel eyes are the sunrise
You bring out the obsession,
And my sweet tooth temptation
Like the moon above a misty night
Seducing me in every way in a poetic write
YOU, MY LOVE!!!
Your liquid heaven is the beginning-
-Of my delicious delight!
by: PD
**A sweet Dedication To My Babe**
Copyright © Poet Destroyer A | Year Posted 2011
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POTD 7th Mar 2018
I trust you like the music video clip which enhances the poem
Like dark molten honey caressing her tongue
and soul food for taste buds addicted to caffeine
Coffee has its own excitation
The book has lost its charm
The fault lies entirely with the tree outside this cafe
To its majestic being she gazes yet again
Intoxicating her mind with the magic it casts
Its sacred shades of green offers sanctuary - cocoons her
A light breeze rustles leaves that seem to whisper
enticing words articulating something in an archaic tongue
Escapism into her fantasy world comes effortlessly
A disposition for being alone - solitude her sacred space
Interrupted suddenly by a dog barking -
The momentary moment of peace shattered
snaps her back to reality
Well at least the tree still offers her solace
Till the comforting feeling dissipates as a strange awareness dawns
She is being watched
Smouldering eyes so black boring through her cuts her to the core
A feeling of having experienced this de`ja` vu moment mystifies
Most disconcerting is this almost pleasurable sensation
Embarrassed and puzzled
she pulls her wrap protectively around her
Shielding her from eyes that linger
To cover her shyness she stares down at her book
Then to the TV on the wall
Startled she observes it has morphed into an old movie screen
Static flashes across an old Hollywood Classic rerun
Most bewildering - she does a double take - Unbelievable
The actors in black and white
Are her… And … this stranger
Unable to tear her eyes away from the screen she watches
in utter fascination - this person who sits across the table from her
Is the leading man in the movie
He… She...They
Incredulously are in the throes of a passionate love scene?
She staring shamelessly into his eyes
Welcoming his wandering hands?
He thrusts his tongue into her mouth eliciting a drawn out sigh
that intensifies into a sonorous moan arousing his demands
What is happening here?
Like a finely tuned instrument he plays her - her resonance - his pleasure
His sole aim to pluck her strings evoking the sweetest sounds
A musician exerting the right pressure to produce a high note
of pure exhilaration must know how to use his fingers
To locate the true locus of ardour
Questing fingers slip under her short skirt
A sharp intake of breath as they run the length of skin
in search of excellence to acclaim his prized opus
through the essence of his masterpiece and the high ecstatic notes
Only he can achieve
And Boy! - Does he know how!
Raw intense undulating pleasure like waves over waves
Wash over her - a nostalgic fragrance of bygone days linger
But logic interrupts fantasy with a mentation
They have already experienced this exhilaration
From a past life?
Lovers that have lived in each other?
A rare phenomenal - no words needed
As he saunters over to her table - she smiles…
POTD 7th Mar 2018
Music:"Teach Me Tiger" by April Stevens
Copyright © Maria Williams | Year Posted 2018
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~STRIP TEASE~ Featuring:) SKAT
Silver Skimpy Ink, String, A POET DESTROYER's bling, bling
Think of me as a human ditty delicious decoration,
Something along the line of a sweet tooth temptation
Cherry tastes, between the slit of tender toast
Fine jumble jam slams down the tongueless throat
Dance like a diamond on The tight South Pacific Rim
I'll feed you with a slithering seductive sound
My hair soaking, -wet and wild, tonight I trim
A dulcet apple acrostic bottom, to squeeze the greed
Feathers, on top, poetic diction describing to please
At times, I'm in deep dire need of something sweet, and sour
Endless epic words, and ode to the naked poetic world
We The Women and Men of poetry,
Reveals far more than any nudity found in a bar
It does not matter how you do it or who you are.
I'm an entertainer, of Poetry,
The good, the bad, the freaking awesome
Don't worry, I keep my clothe On :)
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Symbol of the spiritual Sexy SKAT Slang
--Provocative-- A slippery succulent, scrumptious kiss
Counterparts working the tension, another arrant appetite
I am the Illuminati illusion, laminating luscious illustrated letters
Indulging in the, satire of one stilt spoken sunset
Like a child's spiking temperature, I often throw tantrums,
Teasing attentions, by incorporating a pole, paper and pen,
If someone is uncomfortable with facing the fact,
When I reveal everything, without removing my high heels
Then you must not be worldly or women and man enough
I love to spoil and slur my scenery, using my best assets
My strength and power parallel, any unique universe
That's how confident the audience makes me feel
We The Women and Men of poetry,
Reveals far more than any nudity found in a bar
It does not matter how you do it or who you are.
I'm an entertainer, of Poetry,
The good, the bad, fantastic and fabulous
Don't worry, I keep my clothe On :)
~A Poet Destroyer Collaboration~
Copyright © Poet Destroyer A | Year Posted 2014
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"How to tame the madness"
As I sit here, with intense dirty desire,
Tonight I think of you (the moon and stars)
To you, I send a redolent saimiri kiss
Read and breathe between fine lewd lines
Perfumed by the colors of the Enticing Equinox
Sensually, I create sweet serendipity
Inviting playful lips
Erotic wind and wild wanderlust
Streams like a river through time
I propose a good potion of wet lube
Take me to the furtive imagination of your soul
Embrace the tan and texture tonight
Touch the summer ripples riding high
Promiscuous and delicate, I advocate lust
A quilt meant for deep and trenchant love
I shut my eyes to feel an Orphic flora floor
Stimulating a hot, sultry siren kettle
On this night the tingle of passion penetrates
A hypnotic talisman that lets me, please
Inviting ----------- You
~*~
Copyright © SKAT A | Year Posted 2015
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I have loved - I have felt ivory love bliss colors.
I have ridden sapphire air of crimson ecstasy -
and touched the silver stars.
I have felt gold, silky, lilac joy move
and embrace my harlequin heart.
I have melted to tangerine delight caresses
tingling my willing, fuchsia skin.
I have been lifted - and turned - and tossed -
on sensual, erotic waves that travel bold -
through and between me
... CayCay Jennings
March 11, 2016
Copyright © CayCay Jennings | Year Posted 2016
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~Do Not Trust a Word, He Says~
He speaks of sunken treasures the way no other man
The map of his essence is drawn in the stars
His smile of gold ride out the waves
The moon is pulled by the prestige of his masculine art
With great pleasure, your heart now sits in a glass case
His love lavishes making every moment memorable
This gentleman cultivates you from every direction
Your blood rises to his flirtatious ego
His eyes, manipulate you, invade every dream,
Endless lust, pulled by the enigma of dragon dust wind
Falling flowers of forgetfulness, when lost in his touch
He endures, he breathes in ways you can't resist
Uttered words easily wrap around your heart
In a game of trust, his lips persuade another kiss
Like a syndrome, you babble and drool ---- stepping all over yourself
You are naught more than a fool in love,
Trusting and believing every golden word spoken from his lip
~I LOVE YOU~
( A Poet Destroyer Collection)
Copyright © Poet Destroyer A | Year Posted 2015
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The video is intrinsic to the setting of the scene. The vocals and music track by ‘The Corrs and Bono’ are background music incidental to the plot.
A balmy night it was when he stepped in the bar
A wondrous apparition at a table not far
The singers crooned soft notes on a stage dimly lit
The name of the song eluded he had to admit
The pianist played softly, mood lighting set the scene
Projected colours of amethyst, pinks, blues and green
Elegant and haughty her brow slightly frowned
She sat all alone when he cast his eye around
He approached her shyly asking to join for a while
With a nod she gestured to her bottle of pink wine
Her hair so lustrous matching her brown smoldering eyes
Her lips so inviting with the curve of her smile
She lifted her glass, her invitation divine
They toasted each other with her sweet summer wine
He covered her hand their fingers felt the thrill
The room in slow motion, a world standing still
Euphonious echoes of rapturous heights
Scintillating patterns of bouncing laser lights
He walked her home under a sky of azure blue
Under pink frangipanis heavily dripping with dew
As he turned to leave she indicated to stay awhile
Invited him in for her sweet summer wine
Tongues probing - entwined - an angel’s spring kiss
His pulse how it raced as he stroked shapely hips
The sweet summer taste on her exquisite lips
Kindled a love - an enchanting rhapsody of bliss
A click of the clasp - flimsy garments released
Shimmering seductively around to her feet
Sensually turning now absolutely au naturel
Revealed her etched beauty of a form so sensual
His projected resplendence complimented her perfections
And the majestic elegance of her peaked manifestations
Desire for feather touches and moist sweet lips
To be tantalized by the elation of a lover’s sweet kiss
Trickling down her pearl valley rampantly on fire
Liquid crystal gems forged in a tunnel of desire
Soft touches and kisses on her silken skin
A washed him in nectar from her passion within
Cloud soft mattress - sheet threads so fine
United as one as their limbs entwined
To celestial choral rhythm and soft moans of rapture
Harmonious they moved to quench intense pleasure
On a Richter of ten - bodies quaking molto allegro
Celestial Symphonies shrieking to alto crescendo
A comet streaking from a Stellar above
signalling their passionate release of love
Yin meeting Yang so gracefully entwine
Beaming their energy into the Universe divine
Together they basked in a euphoric state
The night had advanced as he indicated the hour late
She stroked him so gently saying your time is mine
So tarry a while for some more summer wine
Footnote:
Do I hear you asking if someone else was involved - in this write?
Well! - in projects like these it usually needs a couple’s consensual, combined experiences!
So my curious reader I’m obliged to confess
That the answer is an explicit - YES! YES! YES!
There - Now you have it!
Thank you Reluctant Poet - (RP)
RP is not a member of Poetry Soup or any Poetry Club by choice. It’s just for pleasure, he says.
There - That answers you second question!
Copyright © Maria Williams | Year Posted 2017
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An Ode to Femininity and Romance -
The background music of this delicate poetic arrangement is intended to be played softly as you sit back and reminisce on romantic memories while creating new ones - Perhaps with a glass of red wine and - Oh! Don’t forget the chocolates.
The cadence of her heart keeps rhythm to the music
She sits alluring in the soft candle light
Her senses so heightened but she ponders escape
As butterflies flutter her stomach tonight
SHE’s the mirror of all dreams
Invisible strobes pulse as his aura manifests
Eyes meet - energy spikes across in a mist
Static shock she recoils as his hand touches hers
At first she draws back but she cannot resist
SHE’s the sculpture of natural perfection
Warm embraces and moist tender kisses
Twin peaks straining to break free from restraint
Like coronas on planets - her circles a flare
A consuming wild passion that cannot be tamed
SHE’s the taste of pleasure and its themes
Consensual yearning all inhibitions lost
Outer trappings asunder - bare naked as created
Petal smooth skin brushes skin - tingling sensations
Intense tension of concupiscence now elevated
SHE’s the rhythm of sensual orchestration
Like the cleft in a smooth mound
Caressed by the morning dew
A flood of bliss and passion
Crystal clear droplets accrue
She’s the emotion of love’s fire
Feathery strokes brush a valley of desire
A precious pearl glistens in its soft silken fold
Aching for release of an exquisite union
With the sensually smooth bud of a single stem Rose
SHE’s the personification of sensation
Passion and love ignite flames of pleasure
A tunnel of love bidding invitation
To her rhythmic breath - the beauty of her charms
Candle flames dance in perfect syncopation
SHE’s the aroma of desire
A pulsating Venus like the evening star
She arches yearning to greet the risen moon
In ardor of passion the lovers melt
Climactic ecstasy close she purrs as they swoon
SHE’s the song wafting from above
Unbridled they move in perfect synchrony
While deep from within warm spring’s release
A joyous flood of bliss and passion
To meet and to quench the explosive heat
SHE’s the reason of loving stimulation
In the gentleness of loves' creation
Naked in the innocence of a newly born
Lying languid and satiated like twin spoons nestled
Awakes and looks at the glory of early morn
SHE’s the epitome of LOVE
The meaning of life - IS SHE
Acknowledgement:
To RP (the Reluctant Poet), who refuses to be named and is reticent to be acknowledged as a brilliant Poet in his own right.
This poem is dedicated to his ‘SHE’ and all the SHE’s in the world. Thank you so much RP for your contribution.
(RP is not from Poetry Soup or any other Poetry site or publication).
Footnote:
‘SHE’ - is an unashamed expose` on the beauty of female love and sexuality, the foremost gift of our primary instinct - the source of our existence.
A Gift - of pleasure bestowed on humans to be enjoyed with no boundaries of age or gender.
A Gift - of joy unrestricted to only the humans whenever fancy takes, unlike all other species which is restricted to time of procreation.
A Gift - that owing to misguided conditioning of the ‘System’ and Religious agendas, is embarrassing for women to share and only appropriate to air in a sterile or clinical manner.
The topic elicits thought and makes one wonder - Why?
Copyright © Maria Williams | Year Posted 2017
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There is nothing hotter than a sexy brain
A one of a kind
The bigger the better
With swagger
Nothing titillates more than stroking genius
Sending ripples through the psyche
An ignited muse invoking rapture
With inspiration and seduction
Sliding hand in hand dear
When my mind is whet
You penetrate
I quiver
17.09.22
Composed for Gregory R Barden's
"The Poet's Fire"
Copyright © Maureen McGreavy | Year Posted 2017
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Rotgut ruined many a young man,
this ole town and the hooch.
This 'ere night the rains comin' down,
hey thar, Zach need a smooch?
Refrain
The night's real wet and the bed's warm;
we'll hoochie coochie all night long.
Hang up that hat bring 'ere that gun
ride ole Sal's coochie coo ...
I'll warm ya up though; I ain't cheap,
git your twin spurs right 'ere
'fore we go up and take a poke
why not buy me a beer?
Refrain
The night's real wet and the bed's warm;
we'll hoochie coochie all night long.
Hang up that hat bring 'ere that gun
ride ole Sal's coochie coo ...
Sure the cards call, you've got gold
but why spend it right thare?
There's two ripe peaches over 'ere
and a sweet plum; I swear.
Refrain
The night's real wet and the bed's warm;
we'll hoochie coochie all night long.
Hang up that hat bring 'ere that gun
ride ole Sal's coochie coo ...
Slow he came to his Sally ride
up the saloon's stair case.
Behind closed doors he spent the night
with 'er limbs interlaced.
Refrain
The night's real wet and the bed's warm;
we'll hoochie coochie all night long.
Hang up that hat bring 'ere that gun
ride ole Sal coochie coo ...
* see the picture IN ABOUT THE POEM ;)
Copyright © Debbie Guzzi | Year Posted 2014
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Your feelings in a group of touring innocence
travel up North towards trust and sincerity
in sweet submissive care like a carefully rubbed suede.
You put day light into your entrapment
for noontide to go nonstop.
Caress from yonder, massage from under
your skirts make appetite nonchalantly mourn
your legs present so nutraceutical to manly weakness.
If your bones are licked by wild beasts
the jungle would be protected by the ghost of sweet affection.
If the rains fall through the planes of your body
vapours of lust and desires will spring out of the Earth.
Your expensive flare, expresses you as a needed nougat
sliding pleasurably though wet lips in a greasy enjoyment of noodles
with aroma and taste capping up a nouvelle cuissine.
Night is dead from your day-long engaging chemistry
making the aggression of your nubile emission
in ration to any attempted resistance an improper fraction
when the night's light strike your contrasting body
for the creation of a mobile image so dark and graceful,
nature will sit down beauty for a serious interview.
Copyright © Funom Makama | Year Posted 2016
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A curvaceous lady named Mary
Just loved having sex in the dairy
When smothered with whipped cream
Her beau would lick her clean…
His Calorie intake was scary!!!
14th June 2016
Copyright © JAN ALLISON | Year Posted 2016
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You don’t know this woman
You haven’t got a clue
This paragon of beauty
Is a mystery to you
You think that I’m so gentle
You think that I am tame
That’s just to get you going
And trap you in my game
You think that I’m so giving
You think that I am sweet
But I’ve come to devour
And you’re my tasty treat
You are a man of steel now
But you’ll melt under my gaze
You'll toss and turn in torment
Eyes blurred in love sick daze
You think you can withstand me
I laugh at your demise
Your body burns like kindling
You're scorched by smoldering eyes
My hands are fierce and vicious
I tear to reach the prize
Then sear your flesh at will
Press in to sturdy thighs
My lips, they ravish your lips
My mouth burns down your neck
My tongue brands all your body
Leaves you a melting wreck
You cry out in your moment
You clutch my hair, you sigh
No ease in the momentum
Till flaring flames run dry
You pant in sheer delirium
I speak the words you need
I coax you to the heights now
My wanton passion freed
The world explodes around us
Inside is molten fire
I’ve rocked you to the heavens
But I’ve sated MY desire
And when the blaze is over
I lick your sweat dewed face
I smile the smile of triumph
And leave without a trace
PRACTICE FOR SEDUCTION CONTEST! ;)
Copyright © Eileen Manassian | Year Posted 2014
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Walking past each other and just by chance
My heart skips a beat and my knees turn weak
Your eyes lock with mine in a fleeting glance
In a ricochet of emotion I just cannot speak
Our time cut short on that exotic island resort
Mutual attraction that grew, our emotions weren’t slow
But alas contact lost aft’ that last kiss at the port
Intimacy so fleeting - regrets of letting you go
We were star crossed lovers on that fateful day
I remember that last time when you held me so tight
Now per chance we meet thousands of miles away
‘Neath the same blanket of stars and a moon like tonight ~ ~
* “As the midnight moon, was driftin’ through ~ The lazy sway of the trees ~ I saw the look in your eyes, lookin' into mine ~ I’m seeing what you wanted to see
Darlin' don't say a word, cause I already heard ~ What your body's sayin' to mine You’re tired of fast moves ~ You’ve got a slow groove ~ On your mind”
Swirling sparkling shades of colours that mix and smudge
It’s been so long but there’s no cause to rush
Run you lips on my neck feel our naked skins touch
Nipples a tingling and a warm spreading flush
Your soft slow hand feels like flitting fireflies
You whisper my name, I’m enchanted tonight
Soft moans of pleasure and my passionate sighs
Play with me, sway with me and feel my delight ~ ~
* “You want a man with a slow hand ~ You want a lover with a easy touch
You want somebody who will spend some time ~ Not come and go with a heated rush Baby believe me I’ll understand ~ When it comes to love, you want a slow hand”
My nerves aglow like the tips of optic fibres
Your touches trigger firework displays to ignite
Seeking and teasing my spot of torrid desires
Impatiently craving our eminent fusion tonight
Opening like a flower dripping with a dewy spritz
Ecstasy overflows with your slow hand in motion
Electrostatic sparks on my tongue, skin and lips
Sip my summer wine that’s the nectar of my passion ~ ~
* “Darlin', don't say a word, 'cause I already heard ~ What your body's sayin' to mine If you want it all night ~ You know it's alright ~ I’ve got the time”
I tantalise your tumescent core with silken caresses
Erotically teasing you with tiny feather like tickles
Like the soft waving flutter of butterflies winged kisses
Thrilling sensory overload of silver waves and ripples
All else out of focus on a soft cloud of passion
Exquisite pleasure on the crest of a fire
No words that are needed or any explanation
The endless waves of emotion that transpire ~ ~
* “You got a man with a slow hand ~ You got a lover with an easy touch
You got somebody who will spend some time ~ Not come and go in a heated rush Baby believe me I’ll understand ~ When it comes to love, you want a slow hand”
My hips arching high meeting your ardent thirst
Fill my ocean - savour my delight
Rhapsody of fluttering sensations - a volcanic burst
Come with me - the world’s ours tonight
Basking in the enchantment of an afterglow
An amorous haze of amber swirls and coral sand
With crystal clear waters and sparkling sand below
At long last I’ve found you in this island fairyland
Acknowledgement:
My appreciation to RP (the Reluctant Poet) for his creative input on a delicate sensual theme that we’ve all experienced sometime.
POTD 16 Aug 2017
* Lyric 'Slow Hand' Music and Video Clip Citation and Reference:
Video Clip and Lyrics 'Slow Hand' by Phantasm 2000AD Published on Nov 2, 2008 Elvis Returns Standard You Tube licence.
All rights of the Lyrics, video and track belong to the original Copyright owners. The original Lyrics written by J. Warren Bettis, first released sung and released in May 1981 by the Pointer Sisters and subsequently sung by various artists including Elvis in the above clip.
Lyrics of the song in quotes and italics and referenced with and asterisk has been transcribed as a read to be followed with the song. It is not intended to be or claimed as part of the above poetry verses.
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It wasn't love they needed
It was a night of passion they yearned for
One feverish touch
One delicious kiss
and it was a blaze of flame
they could not resist
She was in a high fever to touch and feel all of him
He was on fire ready to explode needing her ever most
They need not the light on
They just need each other
In the dark
In the bed
There they explore undisturbed
There they found pure satisfactions
She lay shamelessly smiling
He, holding on to her happily
Smile
Akkina R Downing
7-12-17
Copyright © Akkina Downing | Year Posted 2017
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Seduce me in Black and White
You reach toward my face
and touch my lips
Tracing the slightly raised pink curve of them
gently - lightly - before
the urge to kiss me seizes the opportunity
Surrealistic sensations immortalize
as our lips seek and lock
Interchange of strange, new emotions
flow as our tongues entwine
Sun having a siesta under his canopy of clouds sends
sombre golden light slanting through the old colonial blinds
Enough for me to see ~
I want to see ~
Caressing fingers don’t stop as kisses linger
moving in seductive circular motion
Circling - tracing - moulding
twin peaks to unashamed pertness
Tantalising ripples course my body
Like the soft waving flutter of butterflies winged kisses
creating sensuous ripple upon ripple
Of pure undulating pulsating
I want to see ~
Fingers urgently move now to my navel
circling, tracing, tinkling
Like a pianist on his keys
of black and white
Are they really only two colours?
Why then do they lilt a rainbow of colours to my ears?
On my fevered skin caressing fingers script my Rhapsody
The slow whirring beat of the ancient ceiling fan
picks up a harmonic note
of a solitary flute
Wanting to add to the sultry scene
It lends its own mysterious charm
A tantalising urge to arch
I want to feel ~
Impatient now for them to move further
Fiery Desire entices curious fingers to touch
dew that cumulates dusk to dawn on my awakening rose
Exciting, enticing emotions
The aromatic rapture floats me to you
a tortuously slow feeling to satiate
Propels bodies to engage
I want to feel ~ I want to feel ~ I want to feel you
A frog croaks discordantly outdoors
Snapping me out of my reverie
Startling me out of my romantic fantasy
Eyes fall back on monochrome words of my book
I long to dwell in this erotic moment
Weaving the music into a mesmerising crescendo
However
The old wooden blades of the ceiling fan
resume back to the rhythmic measured clickity clack
The spell now broken
I reach for my phone to call my lover
He awaits my call …
Video Clip - Yanni - Romantic piano
Copyright © Maria Williams | Year Posted 2018
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You lean in and Kiss Me deeply
Back arched up, yours completely
A sigh followed with soft moans
Candle light sets all the tones
Lips parted tastes of our wine
As they meet yours and mine
Pulling closer to my fuller lips
My hand in hair, yours my hips
Up and down, spots you hit
As I put my back into it
Both our bodies are set on fire
From this so heavenly desire
Your tongue, my neck does tease
Has me begging for you to please
Swaying hips move round and round
To this earth we are no longer bound
When at last my breath you take
Together uncontrollably bodies shake
Copyright © Brenda Chiri | Year Posted 2017
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Two have a secret , of touchy and feel
Hearing about it, and how it was surreal
Two people who spent grown up time
With rivers to swim, and mountains to climb
Telling the Raven, she's afraid it won't last
Saying don't worrry, dont live in the past
Strangers became friends, in a grown way
Will it now continue , or just be for that day
Telling the Raven , no lover could compare
And no one needs know, of the sultry affair
Time continues as always, only time will tell
As it did then igniting ,every last nerve cell
Said it was hours , well into that night
To wake and continue, again was just right
Stories told the Raven, had me even blush
And their secret is safe, the Raven says hush
Safe it will remain , but I just had to write
What i as the Raven had seen, while in flight
Copyright © Brenda Chiri | Year Posted 2017
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Mardi Gras "The Medieval Story"
On a hot, heavy night in Orleans,
Joan and Jane were seen rubbing chest on chest
An inviting, intimate moment, to undress
Two pretty trimmed tops, eating like dames
They touched in ways, that drove those who make war insane
The secret spilled before the sun sprawled across the floor
Medieval England, banging on iron set doors,
All around men and women, wanting to witness the whiplash
Beads and beads of love, thrown at their feet
Joan' and Jane', having fun in front of, yesterdays courtyard
Sweet acts of flagellation were performed to stimulate the crowd
Screaming, and receiving, intense, brutal lacerations
In the eyes of endless nudity, everything wet in between
Left to right, a secluded society, dance in masquerade
Two men rise and ravage Jane, from hip to hip
Join-in, was a Jouster, and Lord Johnsburg,
They came in a little closer to claim, Joan
Closing, and inflicting as much damage as possible
Crestfallen forces of the unknown, -the audience grows
Remain firm and indulge this wet period of the Middle Ages,
The first crusade held stones in each hand,
Applauding to neck the beauty of friends
A noose hanging high held no head on this day
Yelling to feel the pain perils of anguish,
This was in reality the vassal of Jane
The King, ask to see them on their knees
Before he seeded, sending the Spanish tickler,
Fetching for the finest skin
At her end, Joan, watched Jane, spread like never before
Perfumed skin, rising up in smoke, -Joan's final stroke
Left burning at the Stake, In a Medieval World, from hell
The Siege of Joan and Jane did not end well
A lonely Bard, now sits and sings a sadistic tale,
A tale, of dirty deeds, -a dancing bloody masquerade
Joan and Jane, compensating for the Mardi Gras Parade
By: SKAT
Copyright © SKAT A | Year Posted 2014
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I am the sultry silence
the wishbone
of your dreams
feel my warm breath
slither down your throat
across your chest
feel my transparent tongue...
We rage the erotic battle
I feel your pulse race
my fingers of flame
caress all that is yours
I am your imagination
arching above your feminine form
I sink slowly into you...
Just so you know my love
you will never be able
to shake me from your dreams
I will seduce you to a place
beyond mere thoughts and words
tonight, dream of us...
Copyright © Ken Carroll | Year Posted 2013
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Oh sexy man,
in line ahead of me,
you look like a dream,
are you golden band free?
Oh sexy man,
you're looking at me,
my hair is a mess,
my jeans have holes in the knees.
Oh sexy man,
here you come,
asking for my number,
my hands just went numb.
Oh sexy man,
a movie will be fine,
then we will gaze at the stars,
and sip red, red wine.
Oh sexy man,
we are a perfect match,
together as one,
my fantastic catch.
Oh sexy man,
so kind, and strong,
I'll love you forever,
you complete my song.
Copyright © Christy Hardy | Year Posted 2009
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A DAMSEL ENCHANTS FELICITY
Aurora breaks,
Cinderella damsel enchants felicity,
gliding halcyon--
implanting jazzy kisses,
languorous murmurs. . .
Nectared opulent press
quakes reactions.
Succulent tissues urge
virginal wanting: xerothermic,
yearning zenith!
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*** xerothermic -- adapted to or flourishing to environment that is hot and dry
halcyon -- care -free
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Olive Eloisa Guillermo
2:28 pm, September 23, 2015
Copyright © Olive Eloisa Guillermo | Year Posted 2015
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Is it Love
a simple bowl of ice cream
sweating from the heat
cherries on the top
huddled 'round and looking sweet
two little wooden paddles
pretend that they are spoons
as we sit beneath the stars
in the savor of the moon
your lips are all I see
as they caress them with a passion
the cherries on your tongue
in a delightful playful fashion
with our eyes intent and focused
in a stare of solemn trust
Is this ice cream truly love
or is it merely cherry lust
Copyright © Jerry T Curtis | Year Posted 2015