Sexku was introduced to me by Wet Bliss. I miss her dearly. It is a sexy Haiku that is written in the same form as a Haiku. Three lines in 5-7-5 syllables. Continous is when you add to it by picking up the last line and adding two new lines while keeping the 5-7-5 form. It can also be written in the 5-7-7 form.
This is the original Song poem I wrote seven years ago. I thought it made a
nice ending to the new ones while letting the new readers read it. Thank
you to all that read them..
Because of this song-poem length and the fact I couldn't get the video to auto-play, 😒 you will have to put your cursor over the video and right click
your mouse. Click on the word loop, then click on play so the music will
play to the end of the poem. 😊
Two figures laid intertwined in the darkness of the moonlit room,while
listening to their chosen love song playing softly over and over, in
the dark shadows of the room
When the words "I need you more than my next breath" softly flowed
out of the darkness, my eyes glare fixate into yours, my thoughts
reminisced on You and Me,
As the song continued to play, the sexual Artistry of our love dance
employed in my mind:
The hug, of deep embrace
The kiss, of sweetness,
The deeper, profound kiss, of need,
Profuse sensations of want and greed flush through our bodies raced
across our extremities as the words "I need you more than my next
breath" slipped out of the darkness once again.
Shirt gingerly pushed off shoulders,
Pants slowly plunge to ankles,
Bra falls through unlighted air like a single fluffy snowflake is
drawn down to the earth cold floor,
Extracted pink panties lay disregarded across the bedspread,
Deep kisses flow like liquid water as tangled bodies come to rest on
top of warm cotton bed sheets.
As I heard the soft, sweet, crying tones of the
saxophone
My mind dwell on the feel of your soft flesh under my roaming
fingertips, tracing the outline of your full facial lips,
Easing over the smooth, creamy flesh of your taut full bosom,
Waltzing across the flat surface of your stomach,
Tantalizing the sensitive creamy flesh of firm inner thighs
When an outstretched high note softly wailed from the tenor sax, my
mind directed to the tone of the quiet, soft cries of your voice, as
my fingertips traced the clear of the moisture on your folds, then
stumble into the center of its pink origin of wetness.
Heard-was the saxophone tone dipping down and staying low. My
thoughts went straight to my earnest that now was deep inside the
tight confine of your sheath. Sliding, gliding in a sexual rhythm that
made your voice moan, your thigh muscles shiver, while pointed pink
painted fingernails become blood-red as they raked deeply across my
neck, back, and buttocks flesh.
As repetitive notes tenderly flowed out the flute of the saxophone
into my ear,
A vision of our bodies gliding in a smooth, synchronize sexual rhythm
flash through my mind,
My mind visualized our bodies easing slowly up.
Then gently down
Up
Then down
Sometimes hesitating on the down-stroke, as I grind my earnest in a
tight circle inside the warmth of your sheath,
Lingering sensations of your legs lifting then surrounding my waist,
while your heels rode on the roundness of my buttocks, still ripple
inside the spent of my loins
Eyes close as the image of the moonlight breaking through the dull of
the dirty windowpane, then shining on the glister of the moist flesh
of two bodies sexually dancing without urgency, on top of smooth, soft
cotton sheets.
A tenor saxophone wails soft and deep, as my earnest fall deep into
your soft swollen depths,
The deeper the sax tone, the deeper my earnest fall into the tranquil
warmth of your clear water,
The longer the saxophone holds its tone, the further the repetitive
strokes of my hips reach into the dark space of your wetness,
Sloshing, gushing sounds whisper into the air while our hips gingerly
collide head-on again, and again, and once again, as heartbeats beat
as one-united love
Your hollow space spasm on my hard affiliation, while your body shivers between orgasm waves rushing over your extremities.
After your lungs take a deep cleansing breath, your eyes give me the look of you what the position of dominance. I submit to your yearning by roiling over unto my back
Soft firm body straddles my harden length, then centers itself over its bulbous head
Slowly it lowers its center over the mushroom head of my
earnest,
As your body gingerly falls, my earnest pushed into the snug flesh of
your haven, forcing not only the air out of its pink space but also
forcing the air out of your lungs in the rhythm of the voices singing,
"I need you more than my next breath."
Moonlight trickles into the daylight, but the intensity of our
lovemaking held the sun's morning rays in the time warp of
night.
Swallowed are deep breaths.
As my earnest fall into your hollow,
Resistance - Tug,
Resistance - Tug,
Was felt on the circumference of my earnest as our hips continuously
rock back and forth in the rhythm of, "there are no tomorrows."
My eyes watch the writhe on your face, as my length disappear into
your depths,
They watch the bounce of your firm lavish breast as your body
levitate in the rhythm of the measured deep strokes of my hard
flesh,
They fixate on the sexual sway of your curvy hips while you ride slow
and gracefully on top of my body,
A visual that Intensify the lustful sensations rampaging deep inside
my loins
Quiet moans roar,
Deep groans soar,
Docile movements of your hips are no more,
As they become wide and pronounce
Your hollow swallow my length hold,
As your voice pleas for more,
From your center out, your orgasm starts,
From my center out, my wet orgasm pours into yours,
Releasing every ounce of my seed from my loins core,
While our bodies mutually shake,
Unmercifully quake
Bodies rest intertwine in the quiet of the room.
From the dark of the room, the voices of the music sing out.
"I don't think I never, ever really told you how much I need you. I
need you more than my next breath. Never will I ever leave you
because, honey, I need you more than the next breath I breathe.
"
Head lies on my chest,
Listening to the soft beats of my heart,
While your fingertips softly strum across the nakedness of my
flesh,
While our minds bask in the afterglow of lovemaking
Whispering voice articulate,
"I (have fallen) in love more than once
But every single time, it was with you."
Your body gradually turn and spoon your buttocks deeply into my body
flesh,
My hips retaliate by slowly grinding my pliant affection against your
buttock's flesh.
Once my affection becomes resolute, I follow your lead into the next
dance in the sedated rhythm of lovemaking.
This poem was originally started on another site by vamaster2 and I'm trying to get the other poets on that site to join in with us by changing it into a continuous erotic Nonet poem. Hopefully they will play with us.. First poem by Vaxmaster2 -Second and third by 1ManView
Nonet-
You pull your gown up over your head Voyeuristically I gaze You would end it if you knew Innocently you taunt... My excitement grows Envious touch Lucky sight Rock hard Dream
"Reverse nonet"
Dream
I see You clearly Touching my folds My excitement grows While my clear liquid flows From the center of firm thighs As lungs sigh, while teary eyes cry A moment before my world shuddered....
"Continuous Nonet" A moment before my world shuddered... Proclamation of sensations Follow hard endowment plight Deep into my moist den Causing a writhe grin My head to spin Quiet moans Deep groans Sleep
A Nonet Poem: A nonet has nine lines. The first line has nine syllables, the second line eight syllables, the third line seven syllables, etc.… until line nine that finishes with one syllable. It can be on any subject and rhyming is optional. A reverse nonet poem is in the opposite order of a nonet poem... A continuous nonet poem means you pick up the "last line" of a known Nonet poem, than reverse the order that it's in, and add your new lines....
