Dark Lust Poems

Seduction is a movement that falls in step with the ocean’s tide.
Its power hidden in the ebb and flow,
Evocative motions pulling you outside of time.
You...

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Enshrouded in the moon’s ethereal grace,
Skin aglow with celestial trace. 
A smile, a devil’s tempting lure of sin,
Alluring lips, plush and dark, a sinister grin.

Your...

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Betsy Winters

  I try drawing you from  old memories
  but can't get your eyes right. I don't see
  the body that...

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His eyes were full of lust
 images for one to young to see
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 all his time consumed watching, wanting
satisfied himself, no need for...

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Your standards make absolutely no sense to me
More often than not - lies and deceit roll off your teeth
I can't lighten our world 'cause I'm...

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Dark mischievous bedroom eyes 
Are laden with lust and laden with lies. 
They slowly cause my pulse to rise 
And always do me hypnotize. 
They...

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Unlikely Mike
by Michael R. Burch

I married someone else’s fantasy;
she admired me despite my mutilations.

I loved her for her heart’s sake, and for mine.
I hid my...

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Bone

Under the moonlight I’m searching for your heart.
Another lost soul I need to rip me apart.
I couldn’t help you escape from out of the dark,
So...

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He’s both a vampire and a gentleman, 
she longed to be a bride of the shadows;
They connected on a wooden dance floor;
To her he appeared...

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Empty guts come crawling around the town looking for where destiny is bound. They have nothing in their heart to give and thousands of holes...

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 I woke up this morning between dust and wonder lust
 And I confessed to the screen presence of a prodigy in my monitor
 "Shall...

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In glamor-light of sunset
a new crowd of cumulus clouds arrive
and revive a sepia sky-scene—
unworldly woolgatherers gather
spinning fantasy fluff into quixotic yarns
of debutantes dancing with honeymoon...

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She comes to me before dawn,
in that time between sleep and wake.
She has no name or face,
but the body of a goddess.
Breasts of perfect size...

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From roses to peonies, from peonies to lovers
im swinging on the bench during the deepest Halloween night like a crazy cicada enamorada wrapped around the...

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Fumbling blindly in the dark

Grumbling finally hit the mark

Tumbling until morning light

Mumbling what a wondrous night...

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