Sex Poems
no country for romantic men
by Bogdan Dragos
and the few survivors who couldn’t
fight
were lined up
along with the civilians
and shot
or killed in ways to entertain the soldiers
And dogs were trained to
tear them to shreds
and the ground became black with
their soaked blood
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An Ode to Aphrodite
by Taryn G
the next time you see him
you will look as if there is a splendid sun
burning under your skin.
you will smoulder
like the goddesses that came before you.
you will not be cold
or vengeful
or bitter or weak.
your laugh will sound like rain on the window pain
your words will be soft
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Statues
by Jayesh Goyal
I stood there mesmerized, she seemed to be playing the game of statues with me .. devilish intentions unknown ..
My desires racing like a snuff of cocaine ...
I envied her kaajal that gets to feel her intelligence through her eyes
I was jealous of her lip-color that gets to kiss her lips first
Just felt like cutting off the tuft of her hair that caressed the nape of her sensous neck
I was jealous of her ear-ring that so passionately lick her soft ears
I envied her top that get to caress her mounds of pleasure
I felt like murdering her sleeves that consume the fragrance of her oxters
Felt like tearing her waist-band that get to spank her bums so greedily
As I stood here learning the tricks to defy the laws of gravity ... as I discovered the 4 laws of emotion .. as the Newton was reborn
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Her Citrus Desires
by Jayesh Goyal
I still feel your eyes, looking in to mine - one summer afternoon.
The dry hot air, gradually turning hotter, as you look with surprise,
and then with love... one summer afternoon.
I don't know, if it is a question or an answer ... the expression floating in your eyes, right now.
I am struck in the moment, my fingers clutched in your palms, as your back rests against the wall
Let me shape your body along your curves; seep yourself into my entire being
I want your intimacy to dawdle along the edges of my lips hours after you've gone
I ache to be consumed by your eyes, intense with emotions, long after the dusk
Take me to your intimate chambers where hearts race; the rhythm of our shapes melded on satin sheets
Leisurely feel your way; a slow descend along the avenue of my pulsing swell; forgive me of my quavering immoral needs
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That First Encounter
by Haych Nano
I feel my heart beating fast
me and my love alone at last.
we slowly climbed onto the bed
I can't repeat the words i said.
she grabbed my hand to pull me near
a simple whisper in my ear.
I placed a kiss upon her lips
as both her hands clench my hips.
down my sides run her finger nails
she knows full well, it never fails.
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Deep in the Forest
by Jeffrey Pipes Guice
Here I sit
Deep in the forest
As he tickled
My forbidden florist
At the very moment
As I was about to glow
That's when a thorn
Pricked my big toe
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Erotic Poems by Michael R. Burch
by Michael R. Burch
These are the best erotic poems and erotic translations of Michael R. Burch. Most of these poems are naughty or risqué rather than graphic. Erotic poems come in all shapes, sizes and forms: haiku, tanka, epigrams, couplets, limericks, sonnets, rondels, roundels, villanelles, free verse, etc. There is also a collection of humorous erotic poems at the bottom of this page.
I found the Goddess in your body's curves and crevasses.—attributed to Sappho, translation by Michael R. Burch
Sappho, fragment 42
loose translation/interpretation by Michael R. Burch
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Love Timeboxed - 9 September 2024
by Gilligan Snolepart
She loved me from dawn until when it was time to leave
Before that, just another first date
Strangers of Saturday
Morning match and texting
Always the same
"Any plans for the weekend?""
"Not much. You?"
Number swap and location share
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An Ode to Aphrodite
by Taryn G
the next time you see him
you will look as if there is a splendid sun
burning under your skin.
you will smoulder
like the goddesses that came before you.
you will not be cold
or vengeful
or bitter or weak.
your laugh will sound like rain on the window pain
your words will be soft
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Moon Spawn
by Quinn Smorenburg
This heat, confrontational;
chips carried on shoulder.
Never breathe, think,
speak, drink till closer
bringing itself in you.
Addictions begin to
blossom. Whore house
posse; optics lopping.
Spun room; coughing.
Hid moon. Tossing.
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