Category Archives: Poem

My Goddess

Your photos draw me in. The photos of your stare. Inviting, hypnotic, sensual. A woman now, if never a child. Who loves to exercise the power – Your feminine power. Your look makes me want you. Want to please you. … Continue reading

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A Dominant’s Response

Dominated. You want to be dominated. Will you have my name tattooed on you?  Where? Will you provide me with sexual satisfaction? Anywhere, anytime, any way I want? Will you explicitly allow me to determine And manipulate your sexual life, … Continue reading

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Haikus

***Inspired by James Ciriaco.***   The break never seen Yet the leaves still fall. *** Grey dawn A dome on the world. *** Dark.  Cold. A star giving hope. *** Dirty, nasty, forbidden. A thousand thoughts as one Come Before … Continue reading

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Taste Me

Watch me, she said. I like an audience. I like imagining your cock growing hard. Imagining all your cocks As I play hide and seek with my body parts. Your response excites me. I want to drive you out of … Continue reading

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Smother Me

Smother me with your thighs Let my lips separate yours. Let my hands lift your bum Gripping and grasping While my mouth is gasping My tongue is dancing.   Let the tip of my tongue Touch the tip of your … Continue reading

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Look at Me (she said)

Look at me. Constantly. Keep your eyes on me. Undress. I want to watch you unveil Piece by piece. Start with my feet. Kiss my toes. Lick between them. Suck them. Look at me. Now move up Let your hair … Continue reading

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Lust

Lust is such a wonderful state of mind. To feel the heat of desire. To lose oneself and all your worries While your body soars Higher, harder, deeper, wetter. Like a siren calling from afar It whispers hotly in your … Continue reading

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Rueful

It started with a kneading. Then a caress. From hands that Sensually sense. Flesh that Needed the touch, trembled. It brought back memories of What was left behind. For Good reasons. Logical reasons That made no sense right now. Only … Continue reading

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