Poetic License – February 2011

February has been designated as the month of romance because of St. Valentine’s Day. More than likely this will be the only month with a theme. I think every day of every month should be romantic. This is the last month I will be including one of my own poems. Time constraints and other commitments prevent me from continuing to come up with a new poem each month. Regardless of my situation I hope you enjoy these lovely, sexy poems.

I must caution you that if you click on the links to visit the sites of some of the authors, you will find that their sites are full of erotic poetry and adult imagery.


Fantasies
by Yvonne Burhannan

This mind has turned into another mode
Day dreaming of fictions never told
Unending love making is about to unfold
So prepare for a love making poem…

Only in my dreams am I free
With you laying on side of me
Gentle lips touching each cheek
As your tongue explores my body for something to eat…

Time has no meaning in my sleep
Moment by moment
Each breathe makes my heart beat
Anticipation now rises within these sheets…

Kissing my breast
Licking away all the stress
Whispers of untold love kills realities caress
Massage my thighs to make me feel blessed….

Now sex away everything that causes pain
Bringing my soul out of rain
Feeling each stroke gives release to this restrain
But only fantasies will this remain.

Erections vs. Wetness
by Butterfly Effect

Is there a name for the joy of making erections sprout from my essence?

I love how embarrassed he gets from not being able to conceal his reactions to my sensual seduction
Legs swaying back and forth in anxious anticipation
With thoughts of falling into a dark mind blowing hole of drowning sensations
His eyes close as his bar grows warming his inner thigh

Veins are plumpy pulsating making him spit creamy leaks wetting his boxer briefs
Squirming as he tries to gain control of his magic wand yearning to cast spells
Slowly licks his lips while watching her breasts waltz from every bounce in her switch
Leaning over sticking her bottom to the air

She confesses in his ear her desires to ride him
Instantly his stick leaps. Mmmmm… he thinks, “I can’t wait to see that, ride me please”
My arousal is not easily hidden either…
pay attention

Lips swell engulfing my button as she grows
Juice on the mountain peak bless my panties
Changing positions in my seat only makes more of a mess…
antsy

Steam from my dewy damp place gives off a strong sweet aroma that drives his senses crazy
The girls sit up straight choosing him with their pointy nips
Quietly sighing from the intense, pleasuring pain created from the bra rubbing my Hersey kisses
Envisioning the hardness behind his zipper makes my sweat…
glisten

Panting with laborious flutter…
Can’t stop complaining of the weather inside producing hot flashes much like heat invasions
So, are you still unable to see my arousal?
just wait until I get up from my seat
my skirt is sticking to me


Thoughts Of You
by 1ManView

Moisten droplets, ease past swollen lips,
Wet panties lowered,
Knees rise toward bosom,
Heated fingertips slide in slippery feminine sweat…
Desire consumes loins,
As thoughts of you rekindle the passion we shared last night,
Intertwined as one…

Venus In Lace
by W. I. Boucher

My sweet venus in white lace
bound tight to the warm earth
by the silken cords of desire

burning passion’s chains bind her
wrapped round her racing heart
My goddess and slave of love

she wakes the hungry beast
that by her touch may tame
she bends it’s will to her needs

she softly calls out my name
warm as a summer breeze
she beckons me come closer

an invitation to worship deep
her flawless alabaster temple
in that secret perfumed grotto

heaven nestled safe between
those smooth and graceful
twin pillars of her supple thighs

to drink my fill of ambrosia
made drunk by that spring
flowing so pure for me alone

Passion Fruit
by Shadow Mandoll

His lips against mine, I feel so erotic.
The sweet smell of fruit, something exotic.
His hand reaches down, to my warmth hidden low.
His fingers move gentle, he touches me just so.
I scream out in pleasure as my orgasm comes near,
It’s building inside of me, I’ll explode I do fear.
He stops just short of climax, it hurts; I want to scream.
Now he’s smearing it across my chest, whipped cream.
He licks and flicks his tongue,
I’m on the verge, I want to come.
He gets on top, so fast, and slides himself inside,
I scream and yell “Oh God Yes!” my delight I can’t confine.
He pumps so hard and fast, I cannot stop the rush.
I scream his name and claw his back, my ecstasy can’t be hushed.
He comes so hard, my mind explodes, the end is here at last.
We lay in bed, legs in-twined, until the after glow has passed.


Mating Call
by The Reason You Come

Chest on chest, mouth on mouth, arms wrapped around
Their bodies while the heat flows through their veins
Tongue now upon neck to the beating sound
Of the Siren’s call that love’s priest ordains

As the music to which lovers should dance;
They shake and gyrate with naked desire
Take advantage of this off’ring of chance
Writhing, burning, on the hedonist’s pyre

Hips in fluid motion grind against him
Already giddy, he tastes her with ease
The heat inside him boils close to the brim
She pushes him away; she’s just a tease

Surrounding them, raw carnal smell is strong
Wet lips are felt on flesh the whole night long


I Want Chocolate
by Jessica D’Angelo

I want a man called Chocolate
who takes me to the heights of
ecstasy
with one tiny lick

I want a man called Chocolate
who can excite me even when still
wrapped up
in his coat

I want a man called Chocolate
who can transport me to Heaven as he melts in
my mouth
so slowly

I want a man called Chocolate
who can come in so many
varieties
white, dark and milky

I want a man called Chocolate
who can be bought for so little yet is always
my prince
lying naked in my hands.


Even Alone She Thinks Of Me
by Tom Baker

You reveal yourself night after night
But you have no idea I sit in the dark tonight
And watch your silhouette climb on the bed

My senses are on high alert
My eyes tell my brain start a riot
Causing an uprising in my loins

I gaze at you as your nipples peek  through
Your slender fingers as you caress your breasts
Massaging you swollen nipples

I reach down quietly for my sensitivity
At the same time you reach for your juicy tenderness
Your back arches and I hear a sigh.

My lips form a smirk as I listen intently
To the symphonic rhythms and sounds of fingers and damp lips
A sound I’ve only before heard when it was my fingers

Moonlight draws my gaze again to your still hard nipples
Slowly I lick my lips wanting a nibble for myself
Anus clenched your finger slips inside; I want a taste

What’s that I smell? Is it lusty musk in the air?
You roll on your stomach and spreading eagle
Thrusting yourself into the palms of your hands

I imagine it is my fingers causing you to moan
Your hips move faster your breathing more shallow
I faintly hear you deeply utter my name rolling over and collapsing

The deed is done. Off to dreamland now that you’ve cum
I close my eyes and play the scene again in my head
And I smile now my deed is done, knowing I’m in my wife’s fantasies.

All Rights Reserved © by their respective authors. Tom Baker and his Morning Erection blog make no claims to any poetry other than his own.

If your poem is featured on Poetic License please consider adding the graphic to your site. It definitely is not required but you would make me a happy camper!


Chest on chest, mouth on mouth, arms wrapped around
Their bodies while the heat flows through their veins
Tongue now upon neck to the beating sound
Of the Siren’s call that love’s priest ordainsAs the music to which lovers should dance;
They shake and gyrate with naked desire
Take advantage of this off’ring of chance
Writhing, burning, on the hedonist’s pyreHips in fluid motion grind against him
Already giddy, he tastes her with ease
The heat inside him boils close to the brim
She pushes him away; she’s just a tease Surrounding them, raw carnal smell is strong
Wet lips are felt on flesh the whole night long

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  1. #1 by Amy B. Spacek on February 12, 2011 - 9:30 AM

    Very sensual and erotic. Thanks for the warning. I think I’m partial to I Want Chocolate. I can just imagine every word she wrote taking place. Great poems all but Jessica’s is my favorite. I love your site and hope to return soon.

    • #2 by Tom Baker on February 12, 2011 - 9:36 AM

      I Want Chocolate is a great poem. I wish I could be as visual with my words concerning the female and chocolate.

  2. #3 by Rose Reynolds on February 9, 2011 - 3:29 PM

    Oh these are great for me to read to James on the 14th. Thanks Tom. I’m planning a nice dinner for him with some of the recipes from your nude dinner party! Another month of fantastic poetry and imagery.

    • #4 by Tom Baker on February 12, 2011 - 9:40 AM

      I know James will enjoy the time with you and the dinner. Have a great Valentine’s Day!

  3. #5 by cherlyn on February 9, 2011 - 7:47 AM

    A very interesting collection of poems. Though I very much dislike this hallmark holiday and am more of a realist rather than a romantic, I still really enjoyed these poems! Thank you for sharing!

    • #6 by Tom Baker on February 12, 2011 - 9:39 AM

      Thanks Cherlyn. Romance can have a two edged sword. I understand how you feel about this holiday.

  4. #7 by Kelly Hay on February 7, 2011 - 10:51 AM

    What sensual, sweet seduction! Great selection for Valentine’s Day!

    • #8 by Tom Baker on February 12, 2011 - 9:34 AM

      I’m glad you like them Kelly. It’s funny but this month’s Poetic License is getting lots of page views but a lot less comments and I guess it’s the subject matter. I completely understand.

  5. #9 by The Reason You Come on February 7, 2011 - 10:42 AM

    Hi, Tom! Thanks again for featuring me! :) I’ll grab your badge and post it on my site. Will visit other sites, too! Oh, btw, it’s The Reason You Come. ;)

    • #10 by Tom Baker on February 12, 2011 - 9:33 AM

      You know it was my pleasure. I hope people are visiting your site from Poetic License! Thank you again.

  6. #11 by Judy Marie Santiago on February 7, 2011 - 2:49 AM

    Great poems! Romantic and seductive at the same time. I like your poem, Tom. Haha. :D See you around!

    • #12 by Tom Baker on February 7, 2011 - 8:26 AM

      Hey Judy. Thank you. I’m glad you liked the poems. I hope you visit the poet’s sites!

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