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Like A Girl

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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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Midnight Secret

*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

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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Passion in Black and White

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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Plethora of Poetry

~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 :)

---

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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A Lesson In Love

"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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Sensual Silky Colors

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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Midas Touch

~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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MARY IN THE DAIRY

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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Summer Wine - An Erotic Romance

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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SHE - Epitome of Erotic Love

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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Hot Grey Matter

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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Ride Sally Ride

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 Body, Your Touch

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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Your Seductress Speaks

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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Slow Hand - An Erotic Romance

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.


Copyright © Maria Williams | Year Posted 2017


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Under the Boardwalk - An Erotic Love Story

Sheer poetry in motion with a picnic basket in hand Laughing brandishing a bottle as he lopes along the sand His handsome features completely wreathed in smiles Lifts and twirls me round - my squeal must be heard for miles These endless waves of joy just washing over me Savouring fine wine - splashing in and out of the tepid sea A sun-struck gold flecked beach with dazzling grains of light Sparks in my eyes can compete with the stars that shine at night The sounds of a distant carousel on a sultry wind drift With picnic basket in hand to a secluded spot we shift But thoughts of gourmet foods and drink are not on our mind Our sensual thoughts go in directions of quite a different kind He whispers that the fire in my emerald eyes are ignited Flames being stoked and the intensity of our ardour delighted His sensual stroking touch sends me into a whirl winded bliss If it’s a dream I wish it not to end in just a passion flamed kiss His feathered touch caresses my pliant thighs With broken moans and groans spaced ‘tween dulcet sighs Our touches more intoxicating than fine sparkling wine Areola aflame - warm wild sparklets fluttering down my spine In a bat of an eyelash all swimwear is discarded Concupiscent bare naked as when life was started My gem of desire pulsates a fire unsurpassed He’s a God against the sunset - an erotic work of art Spectacular shades of orange streak through a sky of gold The setting sun beckons and the blue water rolls Silver rippled water lapping all my contours, peaks and tips His toned muscles glistening captivating charms too hard to resist With trembling hands we caresses places so sacred Lips locked in a passion so intense it is fated As a humming bird sips nectar from a honeydew flower His majestic magnificence teases the door of my bower I whisper my needs with unrestrained passion He replicates his own with a wild abandon Guiding our passion into the fires of desire Rising eagerly to meet the thrusts of his fire Earth trembling eruption in this orgasmic burst We lovingly quench each other’s exquisite thirst Soul energies seeking manifestation on a physical plane In ultimate bonding of a zenith reached again and again As a tide of emotions - a crystal clear stream Wingless soaring high knowing this is no dream My body flows with the ocean like never before Knowing this is the guy I utterly love and adore
Video music clip - Eddie Lovette - ‘Under the Board Walk’ – ‘Lavishn's Reggae Bliss Collection (SUMMER LOVIN')’ Published on Mar 23, 2013


Copyright © Maria Williams | Year Posted 2017


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Seduce Me in Black and White


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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a night of passion

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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BREATHLESS

Perfect abeyance in this crowded room 
I ask the band to play my favorite tune
Yes, I've seen you over there...
Such beauty.. far beyond compare
You're leaving me breathless 

Your eyes.. how they mesmerize 
That look.. completely irresistible
And your desire..  it's undeniable 
You want me to take you in my arms
To thrill you with all my charms..
If you only knew, you're the only girl I see
That your charms have got a hold of me
You're leaving me breathless

In that little black dress, I must confess
This dance is like a perfect dream
Soft lips begging for sips of some
Hot curves tease of nectar to come
You whisper, make love spectacular
You're leaving me breathless

So breathe on me
I'll show you how
Things you never knew
That's right, Oh Wow
Make you scream
Girl, feel the best
So hard to breathe
I'm leaving you breathless

And the world around us disappears
It's like only you and me are here
Endless delights, let's dance awhile
Where you're so close, I feel your smile
Your heart's beating against my chest
You're leaving me breathless

So breathe on me
I'll show you how
Things you never knew
That's right, Oh Wow
Make you scream
Girl, feel the best
So hard to breathe
I'm leaving you breathless

~Lyric Man

Note: This is an echo song to Alexis Y.'s "Thrill" and a happy escape from my last write!


Copyright © Lyric Man | Year Posted 2018


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Heavenly Desire

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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Told The Raven To Hush

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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Dirty Talk



                                 come on crude
    
                         we're all future fossil fuel

                                     pump me






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Copyright © Maureen McGreavy | Year Posted 2018


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A twisted tale -Jane's Jewel-

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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Dampened Sheets

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