Erotic Poems - Poems about Erotic

Cow Lover

strongest cloven fiend
a face adored by Venus
beautiful bestial body
so loved by God in Genesis

take the crimson string
tied upon his velvety hide
red thread cuts the skin
ankles bound for the ride

hoisted on the mantle
an all engulfing spiral
upon pearlescent horns
blackish fur of desire

dark red heart
beating at his side
a full blooded kiss
could never be denied

Afterglow

Ardor abated 
Bodies both
Collapse
Damp

Erotic 
Fulfillment
Gains giddy 
High
Intense
Kiss keepers

Lingering
Melting moves
Nestle Narvana 
Optimal
Passionate
Release

Sated
Touch
Unleashes   
Verve vapor    
Whispers wanting
Xanadu 
Zees

an erotic bike ride

an erotic bike ride                                     

as we rode along,
she said she 
wished that she
was my bike
that she liked
how i pedaled
and

A Saint Lucian Erotic Tale

Why mi heart would seh yes,  
When de world might cry no?  
De fire inside mi chest  
Burn hotter dan volcano glow.  

Mi queen, mi gyal, mi free bird, fly high—  
Ah see yuh in yuh glory, nuh chain could tie.  
Yuh skin glisten, de moonlight kissin'  
De

Erotic

I love feeling you within me, going even faster.
I love having you within me, going even deeper.
I love vocalizing about you in pleasure, going louder.

Erotic Groove

With your licorice lips kiss me fast
Send me over the mandarin moon
Give my rear a playful smack
Like red rose let us romantically bloom

Be my shadow match my dips
In peach pool of love guided by hips
Drink me like wine take sensual sips
With hearts entwined tighten green grip

My skin is warm wet and soft 
Like a fire

Blue Rain

A brisk blue rain is like a greeting
It can be cold or warm long or fleeting
Rain has always been erotic to me
Like fuchsia foreplay of clouds sky draining
Nectar of lavender love from heavens heart
Refreshing red buds and baptizing green park
Causing my hair to curl fluff then fly
Releasing denim despair despite
Beauty of day night or scorn

PLEASE an erotic Devotion poem

Please.  

 Please —
  (I ache
     desire) …So
Let us drop our clothes to dress the floor
And breathe a pause in our dance of  alluring
To flavor the anticipation
With our eyes reflection 
    of our passion’s eager invitation
For your paced approach…
      

Emptiness

You gripped my hips, not my heart
you stoked the fire on my lips, sent me sprawling through an abyss
and left my body tangled in sweat drenched sheets 
alone.
you wove a wrathful web of wantonness, slid your sin down my throat
and left me with a searing thirst, 
emptiness.
you filled me, lathered me with bliss, coated me

Queen of Darker Shades

Girl, you're beautiful 
can I call you ebony?
Nefertiti, my black Nubian?
your skin is like a clear midnight. 

Everything about you is fine
I'm digging the curves of your thighs
trippin on your full chocolate lips 
as your chest rise. 

Perspiration is falling like diamonds 
trickling down your breasts 
I want to make earthquakes, desires
as I touch your

Erotica

I can't imagine him in bed,
Chick lit needs to be read,
Draw down his manly jocks,
Does he leave on his socks?
Imagine the thrills, 
Before our cardiac pills,
Is this erotic? I say,
Whose love resonates today?
Ah, it's  ephemeral bliss,
Sending him my loving kiss,
On snogging there is no ban,
Biohazards, our human span!

The Erotic Call

The sky wears the colour of the beautiful sea / the wind whirls with storm dangling on the nuke of gravity /As I kneel beneath the dusky tresses of the night clouds / unwinding the cluster of the Queen’s cantrips like a slave in a museum of memories after a war / astir the trills

Erotic Wink

Written: September 23, 2023
No 1243 New Poem Only                    Sponsored by: Brian Strand

A Quintain CArPe DIeM
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I've been looking for a lover day after day,
Some are fresh, others are of stellar sway
Horses may be led to river yet

Facination Spot

There is a spot at the base of your neck that I must kiss
I know it will make you groan

And the thought of that sound upon your lips
makes me moan

Our passion is becoming tangible
in hangs in the air with our words

I can tell that its getting
hard to speak without examining it at every turn

I want

Thoughts More Erotic

Oh that it were not so easily brought forth -
to be called by passion with simple brush of her hand against mine…… 

for with such my mind does race 
to thoughts far more erotic

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