Honey Dip - Erotic Prose poetry

             Tongue 

       Lackadaisically ease over my stomach flesh 

Tasting its bare essence 

My womanly fragrance spills into his nostrils 

Teasing his brain with its infatuating scent 

His tongue slowly spirals downward, 

Over the thin fabric that keeps his tongue from tasting the full robust flavor of my vulva's inner layer 

Legs raise. 

My womanly musk grows stronger, 

As his tongue eased between my legs across the soft lacy fabric covering my folds 

My body twinges and jerks as his tongue tease the surface of my folds with its heat and sliding motion. 

My mouth opened wide when the imprint of my folds was inhaled into the moist heat of his mouth. 

Leaving my mind a visual of the coming proceedings.

Stiffen tongue pushes aside pink fabric. 

Then lick the moistened offering in front of it. 

As the taste of my haven flavor eased down his throat, 

A quiet moan disturbs the quietness that surrounds us. 

Breath inhale 

Then exhaled in a short burst, 

As his tongue parts my folds and slides slowly down its length 

Legs weaken. 

My body leans back, searching for the support of a nearby wall. 

My fingertips intertwine into his hair as surreal sensations reel through my womb's sensitive layer of pink flesh. 

My quiet screams fall on deaf ears

 

 

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Inside the lines - Eotic Prose Poem

Tonight

 The soft pliable tip of my tongue 

Shall softly slither inide the lines of your body flesh

Until I find the one 

That leads me to your sunrise

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Twelve Days Of Loving You - (8) - One love -Thought Poem

True love is

AT the right moment,

The correct place,

For two people

To share

A simple glance

An attentive thought

A caring touch

An intimate embrace

The softness of a good night kiss

That's preceded by,

Giving

All the love and desire in your heart

The deepest thoughts inside your mind

The enigmas in the depths of your soul

Which brings two individuals together

To share all the eternal love inside their being.

That will unite them as one.

On every awakening day

For me - You are - MY true love

PJ

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Reasons - Repetitive sensual poem

Why does being close to you change my body demeanor, my mind thoughts?

Why is it when you look at me a certain way our lips find themselves in a soft, tender kiss?

Why does my body react to a single fingertip soft touch of yours? An indication that can make me docile and quiet or elated in a matter of seconds

Why is embracing you tight in my arms so spontaneous at times it feels like an addiction?

Why is it when I sneak up behind you and lay a kiss on the back of your neck to witness your body reactions, which are still pretty much identical as the very first time? Yet still, a trill after all the years we have existed together?

I believe the only explanation for the whys is that I'm still deeply in love with the body, mind, and soul of you.

Happy Birthday LC

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Love note

When I use to lust for your passion, my thirst for you seemed to never be quenched. When I learned how to be in love with you by following your unwavering ways of showing your love for me. The consequence was finding a forever love that was so addicting; I will thirst for all of you forever.

Yours forever  -                                           PJ                

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Saturday seduction: In the air tonight - Sensual Song Poem - (Corrected)

Summer, warm breeze, floats through the black window screens,

Followed by the hue of red, blue, and bright yellow, of the sun rays running away from the dark that surrounds the glow of the moonlight

Anticipation,

Fear.

Wanting.

Excitement.

Torment my inner feelings,

As dear friends prepare to become forever-lovers

Kids that played cowboys and Indians,

Me, always the cowgirl tied up to the tree,

You, always the cowboy, coming to my rescue

I remember, the first time we met,

You, the new kid on the block, running down the street,

Me, running towards you, acting like I did not see you,

Head on, we met, and we both lost our two front teeth,

Not knowing that at that moment, life had brought us together, to become more than just friends

I remember,

Two friends, who bedrooms faced each other,

Two friends, who stood at their windows and shared the bright moonlight glow, in the still of the night,

Two friends, who kept each other company at the windows, as the thunderstorms shook their homes, with all its might,

Two friends, who loved the feel of the cool summer night breeze, as it gently flowed through their window screens, onto their tiny faces, as they shared a smiling stare of friendship.

But now,

A once boy is now a full-grown man,

Tall, sleek, muscular, gentle,

Embraces the soft flesh of a woman, whose once vertical girly figure is now full of feminine curves, whose once short curly hair now directly flows over the shoulder of an idealistic woman 

Tonight, the moment has come,

A moment, I have waited for such a long time, 

A moment where we become more than friends,

A moment, of a start of a new life together,

A moment, I have dreamed of most of my life,

Where you and I unite as one

Shaky fingertips, ease over washboard stomach,

As unsteady fingers stroke over bare round breast flesh,

A deep soft kiss steadied our nerves,

As a rush of lust gathers in our loins

Hearts race,

Bodies, presume the missionary position,

A memorable pain follows penetration,

A pain that turns into an unforgettable pleasure,

As the thunder of love, passion, and lust, rushes through our souls

I've been waiting for this, for such a long time,

Waited, all this time, to make love to you,

Waited, all this time, for you, to make love to me

Summer breeze gradually blows across our bodies,

As we lay close to the window,

Fingertips mesh as one,

As bodies intertwine, 

Gentle deep strokes fall slowly in my mist,

Sensations of wants grip my soul,

Whispers of love, seek my ears,

As strokes of a genteel friend slowly falls between my legs, with the passion of a lover.

A lover, who unites us as one,

A lover, who like I, has waited for this all his life

Lips urgently greet deeply,

Hips gyrate hard, fast, and furious,

The sensation of his swell penetrating the dark depths inside me sends my body into convulsions.

Hips gyrate quicker,

Minds flash of the past,

A tied-up damsel, a hero, coming to her rescue,

A memory that will last forever, just like this moment of feeling his forthcoming

He is coming inside me for the very first time tonight,

A coming that consummates us as husband and wife,

A moment, we have waited for all our life's

A song poem is a poem written in a preferred form of poetry from a chosen song. It must use a phrase, sentence, or directive word from that song. It also has to be written in the melody, rhythm and dictated spirit of that song...

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Monday Moaning: Morning brew

 The smell of brewing coffee stimulated her body to move from a deep slumber to it's almost time to wake up to another Monday morning posture

 Her body rolled from its side to its back.

Deep breaths are taken in an attempt to stimulate her body to awaken 

I'm going to have to go to “Starbuck” to get something stronger than his sweet cream coffee to get me moving, traced through her groggy mind

 

Lethargic body stir

Sleepy mind finally focused enough for her to open her big brown eyes and peep through the slit of morning eyelids

Within a split moment, her legs spread open wide

Her back instantly bows into an inward arch

Heaving round firm breast heave toward the morning sky

While once idle hands grasp at blue wrinkled sheets, as sheer sensation attack her nervous system with electrified sensations that overstimulated her body senses

 

Eyes wide stare glance down her body

The top of his head could be seen under the sheets, slowly gyrating in a spiral motion between the center opening of sleeping sex

 

Surreal sensations of his tongue dipping and swirling deep in the wake of her quivering pink sex rushed through her extremities

Leaving her body with miniature body shivers and moving imprints of goosebumps racing across her tender flesh

Deeper, quicker, his tongue deeply swept through her sex slit

Enticing her hips to gyrate in his tongue, rhythmic slashing motion.

 

Right leg slowly rose then tightly hug against the back of his head

Pulling his mouth closer to her sex while pushing his tongue deeper into the void of her pink wetness

Oral assault hesitates

Her sweet clear nectar tasted then swallowed

Soft voice moans her approval

 As his tongue resumes its assault on her swollen sex, 

A flashing thought of "Starbuck has nothing like this" tracked through her mind.

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Night before last -Sensual Repetition poem

 

I woke up last night

            With my head between your breast, and listened to your heart

            Slow, soft rhythmic beat of forever giving

 I woke up last night

             While my eyes, mind, and soul watched you quietly Sleep

I woke up last night

              And tenderly trace the softness of your facial features                                             With the tip of an index finger          

I woke up last night

              And touched the soft-firmness of your exposed breast

I woke up last night

              And kissed the sweetness of your satin smooth lips

I woke up last night

             And my body became full of passion from being near

             To your presence

I woke up last night

             And fell hard into the stormy divine between your thighs

I woke up last night

             And made passionate love to the very soul of you                                                  

 I woke up last night

             And fell in love with you all over again

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Repetition Poem: 
Repetition of a sound, syllable, word, phrase, line, stanza, or metrical pattern in a poem

Full bloom - Prose poem

With your eyes gazing into mine, my eyes watched a single tear trace down the soft flesh of your cheek.

My heart felt crushed because I thought I had done something to upset you.

Urgently you walked up to me and say thank you, then jumped up on your tip-toes and deeply embrace your lips against mine.

As I held you in my arms still watching the tear clinging to your cheek, I asked, thank you for what?

Your reply, for always loving me regardless of what we go through.

Before I could reply, you wiped a tear that was tracking down my cheek.

 

(We should always be grateful for the person God has chosen us to love)

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Rapturous ecstasy - Erotic prose poem

Deep

Into my abyss

Of sexuality  

Your rigid substance profoundly infiltrates.

Enticing

My voice too audaciously moan.

From the rapturous ecstasy

Of sumptuous sensations

Bombarding the actuality of my being

 

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Spring has sprung -Prose poem ...

Night spring air had a chill to it. But in the middle of a cornfield, they stood hand and hand, smelling the early crisp spring air, and looking up into the clear, night sky that brought them to their favorite spot to watch the show of illuminating stars.

Thick blankets, pillows, and a telescope were all they needed. The moon was the planet they chose first to look at. Its bright white glow was even more romantic in the view of the telescope than glancing up at it. 

They found Mars, Venus, and Jupiter with ease with the portable yet powerful telescope. They cuddle and trade soft kisses as they took turns searching the stars above.

With quietness, he laid down on a blanket and watched her as she searches the sky for more stars and constellations. His eyes watched her auburn-colored hair glow in the vivid moonlight as it blandly blew in the air. Every time she found a different planet, she would laugh with a burst of child-like laughter then shiver in excitement. She took a deep, loud breath when she saw the planet Venus, a treasure in the sky to her. 

Watching her was a fondness of his. He loved the way her hips smoothly swiveled as she gingerly swung the long telescope from one position to another. How she touched the neck of the scope with so much tenderness seduced his mind to think wayward thoughts. 

She had been so excited she had not realized he was lying down watching her. When she turned her head and found his eyes fixated on her heavenly body and not the ones above, her face spontaneously blushed. When her eyes located that broad smile with the wide-open eyes stare, he uses as he watches her intensely, to this day it still takes her breath away. 

Watching her always had a sobering effect on him because only a few people in this world can be so happy to be doing something enjoyable simple. Which usually meant they had a big heart with a lot of love to share. Which was why it only takes a glimpse towards her to feel the bountiful love she always shared with him.

A cool breeze came out of nowhere sent her scurrying into his waiting arms. She shivered on his chest as he pulled the thick blanket over them. A soft kiss touches the side of his neck. Then one landed on his cheek. When he turned his head, expecting to see green eyes glaring at him, she stole a sensual kiss from his lips. 

The glance their eyes held on each other engages as one. After years of loving one another, silent voices spoke volumes of love to one another. 

A gentle touch rolled her soft body slowly over to its back. Manly fingers grasped the helm of her ankle-length dress and pulled it up to her waist. They unzipped his pants and released the onerous burden her soft kisses created. 

His long slim fingers pushed the moist crotch of her panties to one side. He laid his heavy burden on the face of her feminine opening and thrust his hips gingerly forward. As his swollen affection slowly fell down the soft, moist path to her Milky Way, the brisk spring breeze carried away a loud profound gasp that Interrupted two hoot owls who were talking in their unique language of love under the brightness of the moonlight. 

When the scream of an eagle burst into the air. Love touched everything in the path of the north wind.

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Desire - (love me for eternity) Prose poem

Massive clouds of steam emitted from the water as raw passion explode from their internal love of each other, burning desire deep into their souls while igniting the texture of their flesh on fire

Moaning, groaning, deep breaths echo's in the warm air as they lose their orientation of place, and sense of time, while ignoring all who may be around them

Lips melt on flesh hotter than lava as their bodies lock in a lustful embrace.

Necks, shoulders, breasts are licked and suckle. 

While splashing, diving, half drowning, they try to put out the lustful flame as their minds and souls, consumed by throes of passion.

Kiss, touch, pull, nails rage across flesh that bleeds the color of red. But to put out desire, lust must be doused with nothing but the purest of passion.

Legs spread; harden flesh lowered as their bodies balance on the water edge.

Penetration on one's face, as the other one thrust with animalistic rage

Up, down in a rhythmic wake of raw passion, their bodies bounce on top of each lustful wave

Moans, groans, an eagle screams high into the sky as a baritone voice rumbles into the depths of the sea.

Stiff breeze combs the water edge.

The massive steam gradually clears, and all you can see is a ripple in the outgoing waves that breakdown and dissipates as it enters into the open sea.

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Saturday seduction: Her scent

                                             

                                                            

Eyes open to a new dawn day

Muscles stretch

Lungs inhale deeply

Exhale even deeper

Lungs inhale deeply again

The scent of you gingerly flows into my nostrils

My eyes glance over to a body whose curves show through a blanket that mimics the closeness I have with you

The one person who holds the love I have for them in my mind and soul

A love that is so strong, it has attached to my spiritual being

 

My heart races

Passion sensations overwhelm my senses

While my eyes watch your breast slowly, rise and fall

 

Fingertips tenderly brush through your hair

Carefully trace the outline of your pug nose

Your eyes open, then sparkle in hello to me

 

Lips embrace

Bodies intertwine

Long fingers gingerly grasped a breast

While fully awaken manhood firmly press against the softness of your thigh

No words were spoken as your body turn and lay its back flat on the bed mattress

 

Blanket removed

Bare legs slowly spread

My body gradually ease between your legs firm thighs

Soft hand guides my hardness to the center of your waiting nest

 

Hips first thrust

Entice my lungs to gust-

A deep manly groan

That emits simultaneously as you softly moan-

While my hardness slowly falls into the tight confine of your pink receptacle

 

Resounding sigh crash into a manly moan, as penetrating sensations rush so deep inside us, it penetrates our souls

Hips gingerly dip while bodies adjust to being closer, as love rhythmic dance consumes our thoughts

 

Thrust- pull

Thrust- pull

Becomes repetitive as deliberate hips gyration extract our love for one another from within

 

Lips delicately embrace in a long deep, loving kiss

While my hips thrust my hard flesh as deep as your womb can take

Your body shakes

While your soft womb walls flood with clear orgasmic wake

My body quakes

As my hardness ejaculates its thick white contents into the warmth of your clear wake

 

Hips gyrations become dormant

Deep breaths are taken

Then moments of silence fill the room

 

I Love you so much whisper into my ear

I love you more whisper into hers

 

Eyes view attach as butterfly kisses softly fly from one's lips to the other, as the sun rises higher into the sky

When the morning sun past high noon, we try and fail again to compel the love we have for each other in our hearts and minds

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