Love Sex Poems - Poems about Love Sex

I can't be

I can’t be
 sharing 
 my body  
 with you  
 who’s now a shallow pool 
 though the room is offices
 I can hear them panting now
   his saliva wet every bedsheet
he’s your boss
          your CEO
     

Love Sex War

May We Make Love At The War Front?
May I Know You While Iron Leads Flies Over Our Heads?
May I Know Why Our Bodies Tangle In The Grass;
Soaked By Bloods, Sweat & Tears Of Soldiers Of Love?

May We Thrust While You Trust Me To Be There With You Till The End.
May We Kiss While Canon Balls

Pure Love Sex and Hate

Pure Love is to Sex Superior
And Hate to The Two Inferior:
Love to Sex Ever The Senior
And Hate to The Two “A Junior
To both of them just losing out;
By the Referee counted out …

Because Hate is ‘A Full Monster’,
Sex some of the time ‘Half Monster’
And Pure Love, Lord God’s Endorsed Star …

Sex might be to love

Taste Me

Place me on your tongue 
and taste me.
Take a vow of silence,
and close your mouth 
so I cant get free,
Because neither of us wants that, 
do we?

Clara Venus

I've BEEN invited alone 

into a carefully distinct sex

whose sharp fangs comb

  my thoughts so ghost

Within these disarrayed eyes

from ground into  green

zinc coffin with mask

i found this memory appears

a slab as spine in bits of

red and CLARA VENUS scent.

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The Sea Is My Lover

The Sea is my lover
the shoreline our bedroom
slowly he takes me to
the Ends of Forever.

Ignoring the jagged rocks he comes calling
cutting himself on the 
stones and the shingles.

Arriving breathless, he lifts me
higher
until I crash on the vague
horizon.

And I am left
               

Enough Flows Conjugal Juice

You men, having come from the martial Mars,
Us women from fetchingly cute Venus,
Do for long engage in a game of spars
And there’s li’le change in this mutual status.

For, feigning love no more than carnal sex,
Man’s for long sharpened his pyrrhic war axe,
To get loved whilst the fair sex has paid tax,
Praise be, pretender that no

White Heat

sultry siren soft whispers this night
sweetly singing her hypnotic score-
echoes keep my heart from fright
logic dispelled and so much more.

goddess of my dreams drifting near
a melodic chant swirls soothing me-
swift this embrace makes it clear
love that’s divine in her eyes I see.

creature of loving brings me where
thoughtful reposes drift in dreams-
sighing gently a mesmerizing stare
her

Relegate Me

take me
feed this surging
lust
kiss me with abandon
assuage my aching need
come to me you must.

Torch me
scorch my skin
build a fiery pyre
detonate your passion
shake with abandon
unfurl your desire.

your eyes
sapphires aflame
murmur in my ear
clutch me there
seize this twilight
pull me near

I’ll take you
beyond realities
conquer your lust
trace my fingers
in your lair
in my hands you thrust.

dance with me
prance lovely dance
relegate me

Adonis Gave His Wood Anenome

Problem with Adonis was his dogged tendancy 
To battle heartfelt causes
Ominous obdurate tore us
Tenure, he died fighting against white supremacy 

Before he departed, dear reader, acres of passion 
Burnt sharper than stars
Aches when we're apart
Tap water sureity came each time turn on happened

I never knew how he loved me so tight, intensely 
I admit I

Love: Sex Shop

Red and black lights ping off the glass, 
Inviting her up to the door,
Into a world noone taught her in school, 
To a world where she wants so much more,

More life, more lessons, more tools of the trade, 
A parade of flavors of sauce,
Wobbly gadgets made to distract, 
That she’d only ever seen on a

Cycles

Cycles
by Michael R. Burch

I see his eyes caress my daughter's breasts
through her thin cotton dress,
and how an indiscreet strap of her white bra
holds his bald fingers
in fumbling mammalian awe...

And I remember long cycles into the bruised dusk
of a distant park,
hot blushes,
wild, disembodied rushes of blood,
portentous intrusions of lips, tongues and fingers...

and now in him the

Yen

Yen!

Come to me
Undress me
And wrap me with your skin
Color me with your blood 
And of course your soul is sheath

Sappho Translations

Sappho fragment #155
translation by Michael R. Burch 

A short revealing frock?
It's just my luck
your lips were made to mock!

*

Sappho fragment #156
translation by Michael R. Burch 

She keeps her scents
in a dressing-case.
And her sense?
In some undiscoverable place.

*

Sappho #47
translation by Michael R. Burch 

Eros harrows my heart:
wild winds whipping desolate mountains,
uprooting oaks.

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Sappho #50
loose translation by Michael R.

Wildebeest Love Sex

So wildebeest must have a lot of time on their hoofs
If you've seen a herd, you'll know they've found the nook
They surely enjoy sex
Females always say yes
Male asks “gnu”? And the task is undertook!

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