#4573 Dec 2, 2012
She, whispered first....
then moaned to me
"kiss me Adrian,
with your hababero fire
biting my lips
inflamed by my hunger
blister my tongue
with your Serrano sweat
skin flushing cayenne
as the torrid tip
hot banana pepper
pulsing poblano piques
and carribean jerks
toward the acrid anticipation
of burning me alive
in a fevered inferno
of your salty satisfaction
I'm wet for you DeVine baby.!"
#4574 Dec 2, 2012
get laid, have sex
know, do it
do the deed
exchange of fluids
a casual carousel
of soft unreal
of now now now
have it away,
have it off
revel and raw appeal
get off, get on,
screw, fuck, jazz
lie with, sleep with
leave in the morning
walk of shame,
no breakfast today
back to my room
eighties miscreant tune
get it on
down and dirty
down and desperate
yes; yes; yes; YES
shake and bake
#4575 Dec 2, 2012
my tongue explores
un folding flesh
dipping into warm valleys
rising over smooth crests
circling the head of a butterfly
lapping at the orchids petals
my tongue explores
shallow sultry pools
back with the taste
of omega 3 and honeyed nectar
#4576 Dec 2, 2012
I do it because I can
because I've had enough
of men's bullshit and lies
opening my thighs
for their endless wet dreams
and I just want to scream
while I grab a handful of nuts
and wrench them as hard as I can...
you picked the wrong bitch
to mess with
don't mistake my red-lipped smile
for something you can hold in your hand
there's a full set of fangs behind
this Revlon #9
so don't fucking stand there
and try to tell me what time it is
I've handled plenty of cocks before
and I know exactly
how to pull the trigger
#4577 Dec 2, 2012
Christian girl, youíre giving me
a fundamentalist arousal.
Iím afraid that Amishy
dress betrays you at every curve.
I want your dark
braids in my teeth,
the same braids that shake
when you get worked
up over age-old contradictions.
Your face is beautiful
with your head lowered
toward the book you always carry,
but can words really
answer for all of this?
And your body so
those thick home-made folds.
The more you cover up the
more alluring you become,
and you can just forget
about hiding from evolution.
Our fates are locked together
like our bodies in my dream,
where only a lightning bolt
could come between us, and leave us
our piglets with a savage zeal.
#4578 Dec 2, 2012
there is a photograph of Carrie
wearing a white thong bikini
that barely covers a body
molded by the gods & fine tuned
by the devil.
when I look at the photograph on a good day
I want to untie the strings of her bikini
with my teeth & let it drop to her feet
& spoil her by pleasing her as I know I can
like no man or woman before me or those
who might follow me could ever do.
& that is not bragging but confidence
because I have (if nothing else)
proven I am good in bed.
but if I look at that photograph on a bad day
which outnumber the good days of late
I know she is not a woman who would be attracted
to an older man
especially a beat-up, worn out 1% biker/poet like me
& though I am thankful for those who are
I am tired of one night stands & brainless conversations
after we are finished sexually.
those are the days, the bad days
when I realize my nights are only going
to get longer & lonelier & as sleep eludes me
I will wonder where the summer days of my youth
#4580 Dec 2, 2012
Lost in your dark lusty eyes
our lips meet and our tongues entwine.
I want you....
Gently, you lay me on my back
and position yourself on top of me
pressing your lips to mine
I wrap my legs around you
a slight moan escapes my throat
gazing up into your eyes
I am falling deeper in love
your hands wander to my waist
running your fingers over my breasts.
I need you...
Piece by piece we shed our clothing
you begin kissing my ankles
moving up my calves to my thighs
your lips are amazing, tongue incredible
working my most sensitive area
you gently spread my lips with two fingers
and lick oh, so slowly at my hidden treasure.
I feel you...
Inserting your finger into me
sends waves of electric shocks
through the deepest parts of me
my soul is on fire, burning with desire
my body shakes, my juices release
my walls throb around your finger.
You are perfect....
my breathing becomes shallow
I begin to relax
you wipe the sweat from my forehead
place a gentle kiss on my cheek
and whisper how good I taste
I look into your eyes and smile.
I love you...
#4581 Dec 2, 2012
I want to caress your soul?
Indulge your snatch...
I want to kiss your parched lips,,,
I need you to show me more then your snatch..
Would you lay with me in a bed of sperm?
Would you lick it, or swallow it for just the
sweet taste of it?
Would you tell me I m hot?
Would let my play with more then I can speak of?
Would lay with me on the bed, bend you over and
kiss your ass
with the thickness, my erotic cock standing up
Oh, could I push it in deeper, wider?
Could I go slower, faster inside you?
Could I lay you down in a bed of sperm?
Would you scream ohhhhhhhhhhhh baby all night long?
#4582 Dec 2, 2012
Woven by Madames of Midnight
Come to take away your pain
Lifted from a place of forgotten
To take unto her, the conscious
being that is your sight
So yoou can't tell when she is
robbing you blind
The Perception of a Sucker:
She speaks the sweetest words
With bitter, yet delicious intentions
Sugarcoated lips securing rough
textures, touchable on a
The Perception a The Sucker:
She speaks the sweetest words
With devious, yet delicious
Sugarcoated lips securely fasten
once dormant chest pressure
Pressure building from yesterday's
From yesterday's repetitive future
Her potential sits like an indian,
cradling her greed and disgust for
You can see she bore twins
But the father skipped town on a
3am train and now resides with worms
Her legs have been shaved to the
point of revealing muscle tissue
Dripping below her ankles to leave
a bare, red trail into tomorrow
A trail matching her lips
"You know where I'm going, but did
you see me coming?"
#4583 Dec 2, 2012
Frankly I just love your body
I want to touch it
I want to taste it
Without you in my mouth I am hungry
I feed myself tib bits of other women
But I crave your buffet
The other women are figments of my imagination
Thus my stomach remains empty
I want to fill myself with you
To taste your heart once again
Where have you gone
Please come back
And come back with a passion and a fire
I will wrap my arms around you
Together we will fan the flames
Until then I shall peruse
#4584 Dec 2, 2012
I crushed the stars in my hand
and laughed at the massacre of wishes
I wanted to be that HIGH
snorting stardust like cocaine
making a wish everytime I hit a line
they didnt come true
as the sky turned black I cried for you
nothing left but the moon
I would destroy that to
but I always loved the way
it reflected in your eyes
shining so bright
it made me blind
snorting another line
waiting for the night to die
it was always our time
now I`m spending it alone
wishing that somehow I could die with it
but as I said wishes are bullshit
and when the sun rises
I`ll still be sitting here
...wishing you were too.
#4585 Dec 2, 2012
Orange-red sparked in her pitiful hazel eyes as though it were a panicked flare sent up in a maze of shattered dreams. Deep within lurked darkness, an anguish unknown to most. Subtle strength, fiery will, compelled her carry on. With a certain sharpness about her air, nothing she seemed to miss.
A silent word, a whispered wish, would call her soothing gaze. She spoke the truth and nothing more; all promises she kept, yet few she dared to make. No harm could come to those she loved, nor to the innocent. Warily, her eyes kept watch. The well-being of all others was put far before her own.
This creature, chained but breaking free, this beauty unrestrained, endless care emitted. Gently spoken words of comfort she bestowed on those who asked. With fortitude unyielding, with hope unfailing, with longings dim and bright, she crossed the broken glass. She would silently plead, murmur a prayer.
Though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death, I shall fear no evil; for thou art with me.(Psalm 23:4)
Her thoughts were hidden, as was her pain, though all around her saw bright joy. Her liberty was feigned; cords tied down her soul. Alone she stood in a vicious world which constantly persists to adulterate the minds of the young, though she was headstrong and determined to struggle her way to the peak, to stand on the highest ground and proclaim the worldís folly.
Her hair was red as phoenix feathers, dazzling as summerís eve. Like the bird her hair resembled, from hopelessness she would rise, gathering again to unfold the wings she so often kept veiled.
She fought to be all she could; she strove to achieve the highest honours for but her own satisfaction. She had a yearning for success Ė not just her own, but that of those around her as well. The coolness of night awakened within her feelings of freedom and solitude, while the glaring sun caused her to feel exposed and trapped. Passion and dedication to her desires and aspirations guided her, carried her on. She had quite a capability to perceive the emotions of others, and was often able to console those in need.
When he came to wreak havoc for revenge, destroying anything and everything, he turned to aim at an acquaintance of hers.
Without second thought, acting on instinct, she swiftly moved to save the life of another innocent human.
#4586 Dec 2, 2012
How can you tell him
he means everything to you
when you can't talk to him?
How can you look into his eyes,
when he smiles you turn away?
How can you say he doesn't care
when you dont know?
How can you find out if he cares
when you're scared of rejection?
How can you get him to care?
When you know he doesn't.
“You're My Sunshine”
Since: Mar 12
We All need A Little Sunshine
#4587 Dec 2, 2012
How do you talk to someone that doesnt talk to you?only in other tones.how do you look in someones eyes when you are on the net?How can you say he cares when he doesnt know hisself?How does he know she will even accept?Who even says Princess is even talking to that person..Been there done that..A friend loveth at all times!!!Lets say this her man cares..:O)
#4588 Dec 2, 2012
A question that sometimes drives me hazy: am I or are the others crazy?
Hey Princess, I'm puzzled......how do you answer a question, with a question ?
A wise man can learn more from a foolish question than a fool can learn from a wise answer.
#4589 Dec 2, 2012
If he doesn't love you
Hold your head up high
If he doesn't love you
Don't think of asking 'why?'
You're beautiful, you're magical
And he's forever cursed
Please don't cry, no, you won't die
Just listen to this verse
It's not your fault that he is blind
It's not your fault, he has no mind
It's not your fault he cannot see
Or know how happy he could be
If only he'd stop pecking apart
The wounds and scars left in your heart
Just to see if they would bleed
Just to feed his perverse greed
Don't let yourself take all the blame
Trust me, you should have no shame
It's all his fault, it's all his say
Don't ever let him point your way
He fell first and dragged you down
It was never the other way around
Don't you let his selfish pride
Ever make you see his side
Because if he loved you
He'd never make you cry
Because if he loved you
You'd still feel alive.
#4590 Dec 2, 2012
Iím 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
Iím 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 manís tongue has ever gone before
Tonight I'm going deep
Plunging deep inside of you
immersing my tongue in a circular motion
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 Iíll 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 Iíll 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
Iím diving deep
inch by inch causing your walls to expand
Tonight Iíll dive so deep
that I'll make you scream Damn!
I LOVE YOU BLACK MAN!
Iíll 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
Iím a deep diving aquamarine
because when I descend
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 Iím 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
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
Iím on a mission to prove my affection
I want you to see that I have something bigger to offer than a 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
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
that poet goes deep!
#4591 Dec 2, 2012
"My pus sy is tired of being wet.
Iím not talking the physical state,
people, believe me.
No, Iím talking about the slang word: wet.
How come men get all the cool words
for sexual arousal like:
Hard and Erect
and Rariní to ĎSplode.
And all we woman get is
something which happens
to dogs and umbrellas.
And oh, what is this magical substance
causing us to get wet is called?
Oh thatís right, itís called our
How original. We are made wet
by our wetness.
When I first started working as a porn writer,
I thought I would encounter different
and far sexier terms for women use
than wet, but no! Everythingís wet!
And the synonyms I found for wetness
were even worse, if you can imagine,
than wetness. I am talking about
pus sy juice, pus sy sauce,
and I kid you not,
But then I realized,
itís not pornís fault.
Because porn is like an 8-year-old boy,
and youíll have to follow me on this one,
it just calls things what itís heard
other people call them.
And thatís when I knew
it was up to me, up to me
to change the world,
or at least how the world refers
to things that come out of my pus sy.
So I have done it here, people!
I have created a new female empowerment word
for ďfeminine wetness.Ē
And Iím doing my part.
Iím putting it in every porn story I write,
in every forum I monitor and
in every chatroom Iím forced to go into,
But it is not enough.
I need this to be a grassroots effort!
So, the next time you are making love to your lady,
or if you are a lady being made love to,
I need you to start using my new female empowerment word
for feminine wetness.
And that word isÖ
Itís a noun:
Lick my sass.
Itís a verb:
Iím getting all sassed up.
And itís an adjective:
Is it me, or does empowering yourself
through vocabulary get you all sassy?
Itís short! Itís sweet!
It sounds great when grunted!
Itís empowering for women to use,
and easy to remember for guys,
because, come on guys,
itís only two letters!
And also it rhymes with ass.
And I know that some people
think itís silly to name something
as frivolous as sass,
but I donít think women
are claiming their sexualities enough.
Men could fill up thesauruses
with nicknames for their balls,
but we, women, donít even have
decent slang for our clits,
perhaps the most powerful organ
in the entire universe!
But if we are going to start anywhere,
letís start where all good things start:
with a lot of sass.
Are you with me here, People?
Are you ready to bring
this sassifric revolution
to its feet?
Because I want every girl to be
Proud of her pus sy.
And every man
know the name of what
remember our motto:
If you want to make love
with pride and class,
remember itís not wet anymore,
#4593 Dec 2, 2012
gently like the ebb and flow
of tidal waves
washing upon the sandy shore
that is your cappuccino colored skin
I wanna leave my footprints on you
a sensuous remainder
of time we enjoyed
your sand castle like breasts
in the decadence
that is you my lady
the rippling effect
of immense passion
this world hasn't seen
navigating your treasure map
digging out where X marks the spot
excavating your riches
like crude oil
only this "Texas tea"
is the wonders
of you and me
If only if
you'll have me
the moister seeps
in vital grips
at the shores
his pleasure ship
with navigational lifts
takes sweetened sips
a treasure told
if you only
touch your soul
are you willing
to take the fate
if this angel
you the way
beyond the shore's
to a place
I will make my way
navigating across your
parting waves like Moses
and entrenching myself
that my adventurous soul
my passionate heart
as one being
a being permeating
the purest of pure
affection & admiration
casting my sail
on lustful winds
the inner coves of heaven
lead me there my angel
so I can reclaim my treasure
could never compare
to this treasure
you hold there
upon the seas
you / I
listens to it's
as waters crest
upon a soaked angels breast
her loving wings
notes of love's
#4594 Dec 2, 2012
Lock me up
Throw away the key
A few moments of surrender
My body belongs solely to thee
Banishing ourselves from society
You grasp my naked flesh among
Knowing a gentle hand need not apply
For, I am numb to a man's feasting
Passionate kisses not on the agenda
Masculine fingers roughly knead my
Then your mouth comes crashing down
Sucking and tugging at the hardened
Your mouth continues its assault
Hand travels to fulfill another pleasure
Groan of satisfaction escapes your lips
When discover my hot, liquid treasure
Your blood pressure is at a rise
Feel your body ready to explode
Tearing apart my waiting thighs
In one swift thrust, you enter and
There is no time for slow recovery
With repetition, I profess the thrill
Professional obligation completed, I
For, I have other yearnings to fulfill
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