Lust Poems | Examples of Lust Poetry

A cheetah was caught on the prowl, Enticing the females with growl. He’d vanish by night, To mate with delight~ A lifestyle that makes others howl....

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Flames that ignite bright RED at its core, BLUE attempts to cool the ravenous HUNGER but overwhelmed by Red's hot desire - through the Night it burns... its visible heat scorches the skin of the prisoner...yet it kisses endearingly while leaving a freshly mark of sole ownership - TORTUROUS feeling reigns in a field of thrones... a rose in its prime leaks blood... TORMENTED... SUFFOCATED- coddled violently but its beautiful hue continues to call... ...The Master of...

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I thought at your fiftieth we would make up, I saved every drop to buy you a new Ford. Your Royce is still sweet, but it needs a backup— Not a Lincoln, a Mustang I could afford. But you threw the keys back at me in fury, You let your friends mock me with horrid laughter. On our disputes, you turned...

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love and lust. those two concepts have gotten so confused over time. guys tell me they want to have sex with me but nothing reciprocates love. i need something to last a lifetime not just a moments pleasure. i crave the kind of love that builds a home. something that grows deeper beyond the skin....

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[Verse 1] We were hidin’ out where the lights ran low, You were talkin’ soft, just takin’ it slow. But I was somewhere else in my mind, Caught up in a face I’d left behind. That sideways grin, those late-night drives, The kind of heat that don’t survive. You saw it hit me, didn’t ask why, But your quiet stare felt like goodbye. [Verse...

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lady of the tiger tattoo, i, the lonesome hunter in queue, bathe your toes, obscenely straining, a beleaguered virtue waning while my guitar gently weeps, i should scold desire, but hearts deny seekers trapped by your auburn waves do meet their ends in many caves...

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Lost in clouds of dark fears, mirrored by lust, we were encircled by demons we conjured, which in mists of forgetting, became the cross we now carry, the heavy baggage of attachments, weighing heavily on our bleeding heart. Help was close at hand inked in hues of love, prompting consciousness to learn by touch, melding head with heart in silence, that thus dissolving ego, we recognise our Self, as God’s...

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His name rhymes with cake, Sweet not only for my sake, But also tender While showing his own splendor, While making love in shower. ...

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For me the concepts of love and lust are synonymous. Them being the same keeps things from being monotonous, All while we each remain healthily detached and autonomous....

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The sick and the injured had been his whole life He’d never found time to ensnare a good wife He’d slept with a patient and soon was arrested “It just happened once,” to the court he attested He’ll run no more x-rays, he’ll set no more bones He’d made the mistake that no jury condones No more operations, no drugs to...

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Shall I compare thee to an onyx rose? Thy thorns draw blood as softly as thy lips, A bloom that drinks the night where moonlight flows, With shadow wine which this mortal sips with willing lips. By torch of bone and ash of laurel leaf, We tread the path where triple faces leer, Twin serpents coil beneath thy midnight sleeves, And stir...

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pulse()— //triggers beneath skin: jagged >> syntax.error: panic overflowed: line 21 { mind == burn; vision == glitched color; } >>>> crash report, rebooting… #cc0000 //devours what logic left behind...

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George walked by us neighbors one night. Our husbands were shocked at the sight, for this uncouth dude was lewd, crude, and nude. We wives tried to hide our delight. The angry men yelled, “Hey, you freak!" Oblivious, George didn't speak. He stared straight ahead ...

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Your intoxicating eros left such an impression on me. Your most so tender heart makes me want to impassion thee. You gave it straight that we may never be, but I want you, baby. ...

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She had black lipstick stains on her cigarettes. A broken doll with eyes like the abyss. Two barcodes hanging on to both wrists. She said wait right here your really going to love this. She bit my neck, blood draining from her lips. A pair of fish net tights stuffed into both slits. Then she went down, and I went down. She...

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