Tamarind Candy to Eat
By: Feb Francisca Chaves
In my loneliness heart of our night,
I closed the curtain and blown off the candle light,
Then I stared at the glance of the sky.
As they watching twinkling like a wink of an eye.
As a look up far in the balcony at the pearly moon,
We share our first night of our consummation.
He pull me closer through his arms tightly and I riding me up as moaned.
We making love and I have no shame of it.
He serve me a Tamarind candy to eat.
And we kept doing it as I aroused until the clock of eight.
I want this to stop but he keep clapping on to the top.
He made me calm by brushing my cave and dig a mine.
After that we wrap ourselves a blanket in the bed — sleep.
And rest my head and close my eyes to keep.
No need for a loud background sound,
my howl will raise you up off the ground.
I can snatch you up with my voice,
you won’t walk away again by choice.
Go spill our interstellar secrets,
share there are absolutely no regrets.
Speak of how my taste is addictive,
dramatize every drop I have to give.
You always say ‘You have Moon skin.
Tell me tales of everywhere you’ve been.’
Fall into my depiction of a far off land,
my words you instinctively understand.
Savor a sip of picante’ exotica.
I’m the backbeat, a cappella erotica.
It is dark down here
And the shrew hairs
Look like a clown queen
Curled round the edges of the thighs
It is night down here
They've lost their sights
And stumble upon one another
In a fight to enjoy the nookie of man
It is dark down here
Nigh, the day is about to break
To see the results of untamed hairs
In the dark they triumph
But in light, they are abashed of their act.
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!
Your pale face seen through a glass
of Rosea, lips painted,
gashed scarlet by the dumbstruck songs
of your blood.
Your eyes are a cosmic darkness
yet as bright as Samurai swords,
blades that piece both my mind
and yours.
We were discussing erotica,
how freeing it was to be bound,
how the flimsy drapes of black on white
or white on black can make the skin glow
like the soul of a virgin.
Such choreographed passions
should be a dance upon a slow fuse,
for the flash of the fire itself
is but a brief sun-flare,
and quickly
leads to meaningless words of love,
or the gagged silence of separation.
Admitted?
There they go again at it like there’s no tomorrow
Maybe they know something we don’t
Listen to her shriek and scream while they
And I hear their bed collapse as he jumps from the wardrobe
The crack of a bullwhip is there connecting to naked flesh
I pity but envy what they’re doing pleasure with pain
They’re both sharing a journey together while I’m alone
I want to join them before the world ends
All they can say is No right?
Maybe I’ll be admitted and feel their whip
And get to cum inside his mistress
It’s better than watching old TV reruns
I’ll put on my t shirt and shorts then call round
I feel desire and list my cock is hard as I hear
His mistress devilishly shout and scream
I want some of that fun right now
I knock on their door and wait…
I thought I was dreaming when I saw your silhouette appear in that Moon lit room.
You got me aroused with your movements and I haven't seen you in the flesh yet. You tell me baby don't fret just sit back and enjoy the show while Victoria Monet's Friend you can keep plays on low. The way you shake it you should be in the hall of fame because you're making me wish I was that door frame but I can't complain because I know I'm next. Please no calls or texts cause my phone is on do not disturb. You have my undivided attention baby you got my word on that. You have gotten so close to me it looks like we're attached at the hip. I see you bitting your lip as you start to dirty wine. I can't wait to lay you down in this bed and make you mine, my One of a kind dime. My Cherie amour you don't know what I have in store. I wanna give you pleasure you've never felt before and we haven't even really meet. I feel this way about you baby all because of your silhouette.
Lavish luscious liaison
Orchestrated obsession
Nocturnal nebulae
Gifted graceful gallantry
Secluded sanctuary
Tiffany telltale turtledoves
Effervescent ecstacy
Metaphysical mascarade
Magically manipulated mandolin
Erotic entanglement
Delectable daredevil demigods
Rhythmic romance rhapsody
Openhearted opulence
Secret sensuous seduction
Exquisite exotic elixir
Sumptuous scent of long stemmed roses
AP: 1st place 2021
Submitted on June 24, 2019 for contest YOUR PERSONAL PERFECT POEM PICK sponsored by BRIAN STRAND - HONORABLE MENTION
In a quick dash
Feel that fond flash
Touch in deep feel
Can boost pure thrill
Zip the pure peak
Watch senses speak
Hearts in sure speed
Greet in fond need
Fancy gets paid
Touch minds the braid
Skin upon skin
In poise unseen
A fiery surge
Of jolly merge
A tryst in time
Where moments mime
Union of souls
In grip of whole
Here abides grace
In time and space
Leon Enriquez
27 September 2018
Singapore
When we kiss with our lips parted
Our emotions flow freely through
We release the passion of our thoughts
Mouths slip and roll in rhythm warming
Strong hands squeeze slowly, gently
My breasts, my heart beats fast
Brings pleasure to me ready
Feeling trust at long last
My hand trembles as I explore
Beneath the softest belly
Your member waiting for my touch
I feel it slowly throbbing
I await the day our love seeks flesh
Then each our bodies meld as one
Hidden agenda:
Worth the wait;
A touching feel,
Skin on skin;
Magic rapture.
Unforgettable moment:
Waiting fancy;
Splurge of ecstasy,
Ripples of delight;
Soul greeting soul.
Leon Enriquez
01 June 2017
Singapore
Love wears a face
In time and space
A sculpture fine
In touch divine
Love hints and calls
In spite of gall
A tender touch
That means so much
Love knows the way
Where pleasure stays
A lovely light
Beyond all sight
Love wants to thrill
Each heart and will
Where joy feels truth
In ample proof
Love knows all stuff
More than enough
To dance with grace
In poignant trace
Love helps you know
The pulse of flow
Where beauty slips
A blissful trip
Love calls to each
To eat life's peach
As goodness feeds
All wants and needs
Love's agenda
Erotica
Can only skim
With unsure whim
Love waits with charm
For loving arms
To caress joy
Purge play and ploy
Love goes around
On endless grounds
In precious gaze
To light our maze
Love in sure surge
Blooms wonder's urge
As feelings find
Sure peace of mind
Leon Enriquez
23 April 2017
Singapore
The praises of goddesses Juno and Venus have been confirmed
from the traffic causing attraction of your shape
such countenance which can make night overlap the day;
updating the perception of beauty for it to turn inside out
is a true reflection of my unthinkable fortune.
The smooth self seductive line which is in between those fleshy monuments
and the spread of its huge fences to widen its width
wirelessly command hormonal rush to get me executed
through the slaughter of its erotic blasts.
A freak is created, anytime its surrounding squeezable mountains
are well camped by my needy hands and lips.
Such a line, so hypnotizing and domineering
is a channel of sexual irrigation with two lovely inlets,
an upper small protective and a lower large inviting.
I give prreference to the invitation
which has an incredibly wet reception
because that is where my intimacy with you is constantly refined
taking our physical contact to a supernatural satisfaction.
My darling! Tasting every piece of you when recorded
compresses the entire capacity of space.
Coming so close to keep our hearts taped
makes me share favour’s throne in its own empire.
I sing your praises and disturb nature’s peace
b’cos of the fantastic sweetness of your dot existing in a pair.
Its not just a sensual anatomy on the front side of your skin
but gentle, explicit and highly rated by the consciousness of men,
planted like a leafless stalk in the midst of well rounded carved humus
seldom growing to a shrub when injected with erotic transmitters.
Your vertical lips may possess the control buttons
to my accessory limb when they begin the episodes of your longing
but they will have to pass through the toll gates of these paired dots
so tender and exciting but neurotic and psychotic to men.
Whenever they stand out to appreciate the sun,
natural laws demand, I stretch forth my hands in full acknowledgment
of their awesome beauty and willingness to my trademark adventures.
Erotica
Ascending bodily carnal defines erotic flare,
Gratifies holistic infatuation, jiggles, kindles lust,
Moral notions of passion quell raunch,
Sultry torch unchastes voluptuous whizz,
X yearnings zoom.
Written Sept 27th, 2015
For charlotte's contest
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