JUST SEX and POETRY
Anonymous

The Gap, Australia

#4393 Nov 19, 2012
A cold heart turned black,

no emotion as she looks back.



What once was no longer in sight,

no more reason to fight.



No holding on,

her feelings are gone.



No need for goodbye,

for no tears will fly.



No feeling of expectation

or need of an explanation.



Don't ever stop to say hi,

for she'll just walk right by.



Nonexistent is what you are,

for she's been pushed to far.



No memories to erase,

for you've already been replaced.



No hurt or longing,

no sounds of wounded sobbing.



Not even an emotion of hatred,

to replace what once was sacred.



Nothing in her wake,

finally no more heart to take.
Anonymous

The Gap, Australia

#4394 Nov 20, 2012
(She,,,,,,)


"HER ORGASMIC MOMENT."

He was on his way to take a shower

Only I was still daydreaming like hell

I saw you as you walked into my room

Towel wrapped around your waist

With a.....…so obvious hard-on

Putting your one knee carefully down beside me

Then the other one on the other side of me

Me peeping through narrow eyelids

Watching you with anticipation

Sliding your finger through silk

Eyes clouded but not completely

Enjoying this teasing moment

As you touch yourself tenderly

Spreading your juices

My silky night gown sliding up a fraction more

Excitement filling every vessel in me

You now press down on top of me

Wrap your arms around me

And kiss me tenderly

In the nap of my neck

I turn my lips towards you

Eyes still close

You kiss me so tenderly

I softly started to moan

Rolling on my back

You on top pressing down on me

Positioning yourself between my legs

Where it’s warm and ready

Taking me with you in rhythm

Until not one of us could hold back any longer

And shoot off right there

I open my eyes saying

We took “Our” shower together now

We smiled for a moment

Drinking in the perfect orgasmic moment

Knowing we are connected

In every way …heart and soul

You and I

He came back into my room….....asking

Are you still asleep?

No answer… he turned around and walked away

I smile.....…and hear another beer bottle

And the flip of the bottle top

I close my door and took my

Morning shower alone

Thinking about you!!

Level 6

Since: Jan 12

Location hidden

#4395 Nov 20, 2012
Try a real woman
Anonymous

The Gap, Australia

#4396 Nov 20, 2012
I want you partially submerged in a gentle stream
Lying on a soft bed of polished pebbles
With the warm sun reflecting from your face
As you close your eyes to white darkness
I want you to sense my cool fingers outline the contours of your body
While a happy breeze carries the waters evaporating from your bare skin into
tomorrow
Leaving tight goose bumps dancing
And I want to feel your chest rise and fall with each breath
When I rest my head upon you
I want to smell your soft scents intrigue my imagination
When I lean in to whisper into your ear
And you feel my breath as my lips move quietly near
I want to sense you respond in reflex to the tickle of my sweet words
And I want you to hold them tightly with me
I want to feel you struggle with patience
As sensuality increases with our heartbeats
Struggle to allow every moment to fully satisfy the palate
Though we salivate for the complete and final burst of sensual satisfaction
That looms like a quivering shadow on the horizons
I want you to allow my lips to soothingly caress the nape of your neck
And rub your collar with my tongue slightly exposed to your secret flavors
And lightly kiss the moist levels of your chest
And taste the tiny pools collected in your navel
I want to feel you draw me near
When I move closer to your thighs
While the birds sing flittingly overhead
I want to press your hands into your soft skin as I kiss your fingertips
And I want to relax them from wanting more with growing lust
As I kiss your genitals with your hands softly in mine
I want to make in these moments what a lifetime might seem
While we bring one another to the brink of sensual ecstasy
Your head tilted back in the shallow waters
And just for now, hold each other in arms of love, fear and sexual bliss
As the soothing babbles and bubbles of Nature’s brook
Carry the powers of historical waters downstream where we shall one day meet
again
To make love
With time
And with tearful smiles
And with touching kisses and fingertips
And sweet words whispered with wet lips
Nestled in our ears
And in the depths of our hearts
Anonymous

The Gap, Australia

#4397 Nov 20, 2012
I should have gone into work today but
your tongue convinced me to come
inside and play with you…....

To ride our red rocket ship to the distant planet of carnal lust where our sensual sins are instantly forgiven and celebrated amidst mute pleas for gentle mercy so rightly ignored as a token gesture to rationality and begging for more is of course granted by the Court of No Regrets

You alone have always held the secret
key that released the chastised prisoner of
passion locked deep inside of me your taste
buds have caressed every morsel of my
body as if I were an ice cube wrapped
in honey much like the oyster swallowed
whole to tease our ravaged pendulums whose
demand for thirsty water shall be quenched at
the moment our tongues mysteriously turn ice cold.
Anonymous

The Gap, Australia

#4398 Nov 20, 2012
I see her as the woman on the road,
and in the distance just inside her sight,
one solitary male approaching—that alone,
draws up within her, latent fire
and by its warming she must genuflect
before the altar of desire.

There is a silent passion, holy in its touch,
that sparks connection, unexplained.
There is electric purity within its cloud
that strikes across that narrowing space,
creates magnetic lust in celebration
of the naked thrust oncoming,
finally to close the gap
between her trembling body
and his throbbing heat.

I see divinity in that.

I see the re-enactment of the woman made
to be the glory in that polymorphic act
inspired from pagan dreams of paradise,
gifted yet today
upon the god-blessed whoring saint
called humankind.
Anonymous

The Gap, Australia

#4399 Nov 20, 2012
It’s sticky and it’s sweet
Limp but I’m sure I could get it to peek
I will linger on it and give you that sweet release
But all in due time,
let’s play hide and go seek
I fumble around searching for my prize
I wanted to play but please don’t run and hide
I pout and stick my dewy lip out
You chuckle enjoying the ruse
But never forget you’re the one that got me to sing the blues
I start to search for that impeccable throb
Finding it hiding deep like a cob
I gleam with might
Licking my lips with anticipation and delight
Resting my hands on your thighs
I lean in retrieving my sort after prize
Soft and sleek at first working my way up your peeking birch
A hiss seeps from your clenched teeth
Giving my tongue the accolade it seeks
To run it up and down from thick base
to throbbing tip
I let my teeth come out and play
Grinding them up and down your intrepid bay
Feeling you throb and pulse with pleasure
Pushes me on until your length is all I can measure
Gagging on the sheer size,
feeling your hands weave and pull with surprise
Pushing and pulling me back and forth
Feeling you quiver yearning for what only I can fulfil
I let you have it and give you the drill
Yelling out my name like it’s pure ecstasy
You let go and pour out your sweet yearning for me
Letting me lick my lips and swallow with glee.

Level 6

Since: Jan 12

Location hidden

#4400 Nov 20, 2012
knocking on DeVine's box

Dude, honestly it's all lovely ..
but do you EVER do any of it?
just asking...
Anonymous

The Gap, Australia

#4401 Nov 20, 2012
QuiteCrazy wrote:
Try a real woman
did you have someone particular in mind ?

This is the word tightrope.

Now imagine me,
inching across it in the space
between our thoughts.

I hold our breaths.

There is no word net.

You want me to fall,
don't you?

I guessed as much;
I teeter, but I succeed.

The word applause is written all over me

This is the time about now,
I'll take a bow, and exit........
Anonymous

The Gap, Australia

#4402 Nov 20, 2012
Somewhere on the other side
of this wide night
and the distance between us,
I am thinking of you.

The room is turning slowly
away from the moon.

This is pleasurable.

Or shall I cross that out
and say it is sad?

In one of the tenses I sing
an impossible song
of desire that you cannot hear.

La lala la. See?

I close my eyes
and imagine the dark hills
I would have to cross
to reach you.

For I am in love with you
and this is what it is like......

or what it is like in words.

~DeVine.

Level 6

Since: Jan 12

Location hidden

#4403 Nov 20, 2012
SOBRIQUET DeVINE wrote:
<quoted text>
did you have someone particular in mind ?
This is the word tightrope.
Now imagine me,
inching across it in the space
between our thoughts.
I hold our breaths.
There is no word net.
You want me to fall,
don't you?
I guessed as much;
I teeter, but I succeed.
The word applause is written all over me
This is the time about now,
I'll take a bow, and exit........
bow all you like I don't think you're going to hear the applause in your own room unless it's prerecorded.

And NO, I wasn't offering girlfriend.
Anonymous

The Gap, Australia

#4404 Nov 20, 2012
Not a red rose or a satin heart.

I give you an onion.
It is a moon wrapped in brown paper.
It promises light
like the careful undressing of love.

Here.
It will blind you with tears
like a lover.
It will make your reflection
a wobbling photo of grief.

I am trying to be truthful.

Not a cute card or a kissogram.

I give you an onion.
Its fierce kiss
will stay on your lips,
possessive and faithful
as we are,
for as long as we are.

Take it.
Its platinum loops shrink
to an engagement-ring,
if you like.

Lethal.
Its scent will cling
to your fingers,
cling to your knife.
Anonymous

The Gap, Australia

#4405 Nov 20, 2012
QuiteCrazy wrote:
knocking on DeVine's box
Dude, honestly it's all lovely ..
but do you EVER do any of it?
just asking...
Shhhhh!

We Poetic astronomers are nomads,
Merchants, circus people,
All the earth our tent.
We are industrious.
We breed enthusiasms,
Honour our responsibility to awe.

Nothing more, nothing less......

But the universe has moved a long way off.
Sometimes, I confess,
Starlight seems too sharp,

And like the moon
I bend my face to the ground,
To the small patch where each foot falls,

Before it falls,
And I forget to answer questions,
And only count things.

Level 6

Since: Jan 12

Location hidden

#4406 Nov 20, 2012
SOBRIQUET DeVINE wrote:
<quoted text>
Shhhhh!
We Poetic astronomers are nomads,
Merchants, circus people,
All the earth our tent.
We are industrious.
We breed enthusiasms,
Honour our responsibility to awe.
Nothing more, nothing less......
But the universe has moved a long way off.
Sometimes, I confess,
Starlight seems too sharp,
And like the moon
I bend my face to the ground,
To the small patch where each foot falls,
Before it falls,
And I forget to answer questions,
And only count things.
the only candid,
naked one
was the onion
Anonymous

The Gap, Australia

#4407 Nov 20, 2012
QuiteCrazy wrote:
<quoted text>
the only candid,
naked one
was the onion
thigh and tongue,
naked one
are heavy with it,
it throbs in the teeth,
and bites in the eyes

We look for communion
and are turned away,
each and each candid diffraction

It is leviathan and you're
in its belly
looking for joy, some joy
not to be known outside it

two by two in the ark of
the ache of it.....

peeling it back,
you weeping
I'm under running water.

~DeVine.
Anonymous

The Gap, Australia

#4408 Nov 20, 2012
At his incipient sun
The ice of twenty winters broke,
Crackling, in her eyes.

Her mirroring, still mind,
That held the world (made double) calm,
Went fluid, and it ran.

There was a stir of music,
Mixed with flowers, in her blood;
A swift impulsive balm

From obscure roots;
Gold bees of clinging light
Swarmed in her brow.

Her throat is full of songs,
She hums, she is sensible of wings
Growing on her heart.

She is a tree in spring
Trembling with the hope of leaves,
Of which the leaves are tongues.
Anonymous

The Gap, Australia

#4409 Nov 20, 2012
You ask me how to pray to someone who is not.

All I know is that prayer constructs a velvet
bridge

And walking it we are aloft, as on a springboard,

Above landscapes the color of ripe gold

Transformed by a magic stopping of the sun.

That bridge leads to the shore of Reversal

Where everything is just the opposite and the
word ‘is’

Unveils a meaning we hardly envisioned.

NB: I say we; there, every one, separately,
Feels compassion for others entangled in the flesh
And knows that if there is no other shore
We will walk that aerial bridge all the same.
Anonymous

The Gap, Australia

#4410 Nov 20, 2012
Woman

Tonight

I’m going deep



I want to explore the contour of your ocean floor

I want you to feel my manhood

slide deep inside your womanly waters



I want you to feel each backstroke

as I dive and soak

in your wetness

like the rivers of the Nile



Tonight

I’m going in for a swim

and I intend to descend

tongue first to test your extreme depths



I'll hold my breath

and let my tongue deep dive and explore

corridors of your crevice

where no man’s tongue has ever gone before



Tonight I'm going deep

Plunging deep inside of you

immersing my tongue in a circular motion

Tonight

I'm a pearl diver

looking for your pearl tongue

submerging to the deepest regions of your ocean



Tonight I'm going deep



Using my tongue to dive deeper than your surface

while searching for your buried treasure

holding my breath

while licking the erogenous zones

that bring your body pleasure



I'll begin by lifting your brows

while getting you mentally aroused

whispering in your ear

to stimulate your cerebral hemisphere

then I’ll dive deep within your pink pool

with no fear of drowning

because I use Magnum XLs for my deep diving gear



So go ahead and remove your skirt

so I can deep dive undercover

tonight I’ll make you squirt

as my penis probes inner regions your former lovers failed to discover



Woman don't be nervous

I know those other lovers only penetrated your surface

but tonight I'm diving deeper than they ever went



I'm going to make love to you until I experience back spasms

I want your mind to explode in mental orgasms

I want you to feel every inch of my presence

I'm going deep to prove that no other man could ever penetrate this deep inside your feminine essence



Tonight

I’m diving deep

inch by inch causing your walls to expand

Tonight I’ll dive so deep

that I'll make you scream Damn!

I LOVE YOU BLACK MAN!



I’ll explore inner caverns

causing your backbone tingle

I'll dive all the way down

I promise not to drown

I'm an experienced deep diving Mandingo



I'll have you telling your friends

I’m a deep diving aquamarine

because when I descend

deep within

I intend to go so deep

that I leave my imprints on your spleen



But woman I want you to realize

I'm interested in diving deeper

than your surface level

I know the sexual overtones of this poem

are making you feel cynical

But I’m diving deep

because I also want to take you

to the highest intellectual,

spiritual and sexual pinnacle



See I'm not shallow

and I know those other men

in your past were shallow swimmers

who weren't mature

and too inexperienced to explore your inner core

but I'm the man who's willing to go deep

until I touch the bottom of your ocean floor



Woman

lay next to me

I'm not satisfied with satisfying you sexually

or feeling the tsunami of your love

overflow in ecstasy

I want to dive deep inside your mind

to satisfy you intellectually



Let me show you the depth

and profundity of my love!



During this deep diving expedition

I’m on a mission to prove my affection

I want you to see that I have something bigger

to offer than this well endowed erection



I want to dive deep inside your mind

my tongue will provide the lubrication

After play is the time for intimate communication

verbal penetration and your

mental stimulation



And once I've made you experience

a mental ejaculation

I'll stroke your hair while you sleep

my after play will make you say

Oh man, how that poet Devine goes deep!
Anonymous

The Gap, Australia

#4411 Nov 20, 2012
I want you to come to my door
wearing nothing more
than a trench coat and stilettos
tonight I intend on making you scream in falsetto

Follow the trail of red rose pedals
leading to my king sized bed
now lay on your back
thighs spread
enjoy the movement of my tongue
while I proceed to make your eyeballs
roll into the back of your head

You may have been with other men
but tonight I intend
to lift up your skirt
insert my fingers
and massage your g-spot until you squirt

Tonight I want you to release
and leave puddles of your orgasmic juices
all over the sheets

I'm a man who understands
how to use the forefinger on my hand
to massage your vaginal glands
suck on your nipples
until you squirt
so hard that you need a bed-pan

So lay back
relax
unlock your thighs
while I use my tongue
to lick your wet womanhood
counter-clockwise
have you surprised by my co ck size
leave you feeling so good
that you'll be looking' cockeyed
moaning in pleasure while the bed rocks
and my rock hard c ock
slowly slides inside of you

I just want you to release
I want you to sit on my face
ride my tongue
allow me to lick your inner thighs
until tears of joy fall from your eyes

I want to make love to you
until your orgasm has an orgasm

Tonight
I'll intentionally
give you every inch of me
causing you to drench the sheets
clench your teeth
while I make love to you sensually

eventually.........

you'll feel your pelvic throbbing
I'll have your head bobbin
knob slobbing
have the bed rocking
till your neighbors come knocking

I want you to squirt so hard
that you call your doctor and tell him that he needs to prescribe you a med
leave the sheets wet
you'll think you pee'd the bed

Now close your eyes

Visualize
my tongue taking a trip
towards the inner region of your hips
fantasize feeling my warm tongue flick tip
you can’t' escape my strong grip
so lay back as my mouth savors every sip
of the love juice that drips
from in-between your inner lips

(slurp)

I can tell you’re excited because
your clit is beginning to swell
and your naturally wet no need for lubricant gel

Now fantasize feeling my fingertips
fondling your erect nipples
while I slowly slide every inch of me inside of you
causing your body to shudder while
I hone in on your g-spot

I'm penetration with slow deep strokes
suddenly you feel an increase in your pulse
anticipation begins to peak
and within minutes your body begins to convulse

Make eye contact with me
while our body’s rock rhythmically
you moan in pleasure with each deep thrust
I'm bending my back swiftly
urging you to bust

Baby get your nut!

I quicken my pace
your hips gyrate while I penetrate deeper
and within minutes your wet womanhood pulsates
wet waves of pleasure and satisfaction come gushing out of your flood gates

I hear you screaming
I feel you squirting

Don’t worry about wetting the sheets
women also deserve to skeet

Moments later
I hear you whisper
squirting is the closest thing
you’ve ever felt to paradise

Rest for now
because later tonight

I intend to make you squirt

Twice times twice!
Anonymous

The Gap, Australia

#4412 Nov 20, 2012
You open lush and pink,
a hybrid of your liquid need,
my fertilizing lust.
I kiss your lusty stem.
I lick your labial petals.
I sniff serene the sweet scent
of your flowering.

Not to be plucked,
neutered by vase,
I'm drawn to your living,
the hot house of bodies,
the hard thrust,
the tender pollination,
the raw sap-slued coitus,
the gentle fingering of the bud.

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