Posts Tagged Sexual Poems

Poetic License – February 2012


I have designated February as the month of romance for Poetic License because of St. Valentine’s Day. This will be the only month when Poetic License has a theme. I think every day of every month should be romantic. I must caution you that if you click on the links to visit the sites of some of the authors, you may find that their sites are full of erotic poetry and adult imagery.

Indigo Satin
by J. S. Wayne

In the last dying gasp before night

I cast about in the shadows where I know you hide.

A pale glimpse of flesh teases my gaze

I know only too well your seductive ways.

You run and flee, you lurk and creep

A new succubus in the night disrupting my sleep.

You watch across the darkness as sleep claims me

Then you appear out of the blackness, thinking to tame me

Indigo satin below, bloody leather atop

Tottering on high heels, daring me to stop

You’ve underestimated my overheated desire

I must quench myself in you or be taken by the fire

I raise questing hands to the curves you reveal

You give the smallest moan as I force you to kneel.

The leather is smooth and warm to my touch

I see your breath catch with the heat of your lust.

The more of your silken flesh I touch the more I crave

I lower my mouth, with my tongue to lave

Now I move to pleasurably take

The slick wet folds in which our lust I’ll slake

You arch and moan and scream into my face

As my hardness takes the full brunt of our frantic pace

Then your insides spasm and clench on me tight

It’s no use, I can’t hold back and explode into light

When the world returns around us again

On the floor, discarded, I smile at indigo satin.

Self Discovery
by Ms. Me

There it is,

Your hand on my hip sliding around my waist,

There it is,

Your lips on my neck sucking in my skin,

There it is,

My hands on your chest digging for your heart,

There it is,

My lips on your forehead kissing my way into your thoughts,

There it is,

Our bodies intertwined melting with passion,

There it is,

Our souls captured in the moment passionately becoming one,

There it is,

Everything I want.

Yes!

There it is,

I’m done.

Rain
by Brooke Samuel

From the beauty that drops the tree lines with a moist heart
Sent so pure I want to become rain
The nourishment  that replenish the soul of the earth to make it count
Let me surround you!
To think that I could climb in your mind and make myself at home is knowledge
To fill your blood and become part of your pedigree is gratifying
To rock your body till I feel the strain of war and the rumble of thunder is pleasurable
To know my words can affect your world making your blue skies grey is the worst of a miracle it’s evil
To know that I’m sorry and to say so, but it comes out vile is pain
But to love more than to have been loved is a blessing.

I Would Burn
by VampireWeather

To stand so still beside your bed
My light to give a calming glow
The fragrance of my love to shed
And this, my passion, ever show
If I, a candle, could express
My heart through flames and sweet perfume
Your eyes: my oxygen; my breath
Supply the spark to light this room

And I would burn to see your face
Each flicker dancing in your gaze
Until the last of me dissolved
The flame extinguished by the grave
Inscribed in fire, let me tell
With every length of wick I lose
I set this blaze within myself
To be the warmth inside of you

Quivers
by 1Manview

Open me up slowly, softly, tenderly,
Taste my wine of wanting lust,

Take my mind on a distance ride,
While it rides on tides of surreal sensations…

Taste me deep,
Until my knees go weak,

Make my lungs deeply exhale
As the sexual storm inside me wails,

Make my voice speak in an unknown language
While my ears bask in audible slurps and suction sounds…

And just before my world quivers,
Tell me… What flavor is my taste?

Soak You
by Tempting Sweets

I want to:

Stroke you,

Lick you,

Make you

Nice and hard,

Sink down on your thick  rod,

Ride you

Until I

Soak you

With my tasty juices.

Side Effect Of Love
by SaucieSpeaks

Attn: side effects of love may cause:

Dizziness
Chills
Mood Swings
Increased Sexual Appetite
Depression
Bloating
Nausea
Heart Palpatations
Hallucinations
and
Irrationality

Please take in small doses….

Devotion
by Heaven

draw the curtains close
as I unpin my long hair
brushing opened shirt   

~0~0

light feather touches
rolling, unrolling my hips
air heavy, smoky

~0~0

silent communion
lips and hips in rhythmic beat
piercing paper walls

~0~0

resting gentle lips
bare devotion in your arms
making my heart jump

~0~0

quiet end of night
serenity curled my lap
sleeping days on end


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/was 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!


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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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