Short Climax Poems
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C losely clinging
L ovingly we interlace
I n frenzied embrace
M elting and mingling
A bsolutely tingling
X plosive interface
The subconscious process of pursuit
of the lifechanging climax
Endless, exhausting and deceptive
waiting on terminal hospitality ward
Cinema
Haiku By: Tom
December 5th 2020
Life is a movie,
after it’s climax, the end.
Seldom black and white!
Winter storm climax
snowfall mounds measured in Yards
Fast moving clouds play
freeze tag with a slow poke sun
a sleepy Spring thaw awakens
A licentious night
Observes your succulent lips
Spilling wet pleasure.
6th November, 2019
Sexyku Poetry Contest
Sponsor: Richard Lamoureux
Lust Monoku
Our eighty plus years have taken a brief sojourn to the climax of love
Lust Contest Monoku
Sponsored by Lewis Raynes
July 24, 2017
Eyes clenched in delight
Ecstatic shudder in spine
Climax without end
Feel the throb of bliss within
Ceaseless purring ignition
20-November-2020
with less words
risen are the river's current
melody in minnow's swimming
hollow that's able to hallow
climax of a cliche film
xerophile for desert's scene
What begins
with in
and out?
Then best ends brightest
with a cooperative
exhausted shout?
An orgasmic climax?
Or a groaning prayer
for co-infested peace?
We came together.
It was a fight. I won
then lost.
Love tangles winners and losers.
Limbs tangle,
struggle,
climax inside an eggshell.
We won
but not each other.
Soft
Gentle
Seductive
Lingering tease
A throb of ecstasy in renewal
Purring rapture in continuation
Climax within
Bliss current
Ignites
Us
01-November-2020
Climate Change Can Reach Climax
Climate change can reach climax,
Discovered after collecting facts;
Have found,
All around,
And will melt ice along with wax.
Jim Horn
In the two days,
We built a Temple of the Senses,
Our bodies, the gods we worshipped
Our soulful moans, the night psalm
As we climax with pleasure,
And became the infinite
mind de-fortified
thoughts unchained
scattered voices drowned
feelings left unbuttoned
desires laid to rest
eyes shut forever
emotion of salvation claimed
climax of soul-ace
Form:
Let me undress your mind and penetrate your thoughts because true pain comes from the inside.
Lets talk until we reach the climax of the conversation, while our bodies sway to the music.
Radiation stings sweet
Rivaling the burn of
Razor blades through my soul
Ready to leave a scar
Rupturing the healing
Right before the climax
Reflected in your eyes
Rain on me
Sudden summer storm
Mother nature ******
post climax thunder
(Poem censored missing word starts with o and ends in asm. A clinical term
used by medical professionals.)
Redeem flame and fuel
of Climax Communities
perpetuating
Redeem light and warmth
my Climax Inclusiveness
regenerating
Redeem fire and heat
our Climax Earth-Maintenance
recreating NOW
They are tortured souls
Breaking life through the night
Pumpkins take their tolls
Living with their greatest light
A climax of their dire sight
Russell Sivey
Also in Tanka form
Spasms of ecstasy
Occurring as they like
Climax in continuity
Rapturous bliss spike
Needless to say
The external fades away
Rhythmic sway
Renews every night & day
We thus are and be
Epitome of ecstasy
Love
Sex play
So intense
Softly moaning
Caressing bare skin
Sweating and breathing hard
Rhythm of the creaking springs
Naked body enjoying touch
Ready for the ultimate climax
Too bad I am in my bed all alone!
a rythmatic
suspicion.
unlikely coming
addiction.
precisely hitting
anticipation.
furry catching
annihilation.
heart bending
mutilation.
mind numbing
gratification.
soul sinning
climax.
words slipping
relax.
Form:
When you swim between my legs and grab my hip as I reach to the peak of my climax slowly moving up to my breast to be fed. When your lips latch onto my nipples and I peaceful scream 'Oh My God', that too is a form of worship.
A love story too
We are making love
But in your eyes I see
You think of someone else.
At climax
You shout out the name
“Rudolf.”
Who the hell is he?
I resentfully ask.
The red-nosed reindeer
You say and smile.
Devoured by intensity,
words that quench the soul
an enchanting intoxication - -
like a spirited ******
whetting a voracious thirst,
plunging in for another swallow
of adoration's satiated climax