Love Poems

To you, from me

You came to me as a dream, Becoming my daydreams My every thought consumed by you, Bringing on explicit wet dreams  My heart overwhelmed by you, It burns with every longing love soaked beat Flooding my being with a fiery...

Opposites attractively

"mood changes everything that's meant to be or not to be"

 Sex has a nasty wayOf getting in the wayOf getting closeTo the one you love.Love has a gentle wayOf having sexIn many waysTo the one you love.Put these two togetherSex and Love, I mean.Souls bound by tetherIn love, not obscene.What...

Longing For You

"A dreamer…"

Special thanks to Navin who helped me to proof read this poem... I love you baby! I long to meet you… Will it be ecstasy? I long to see your smile… Will it melt my heart? I long to look...

Sweetly, Tenderly Love Me!

"A poem of longing."

 Sweetly, tenderly love me! Throw thy strong arms around me,  Hug me in thy warm embrace,  Let me be your hidden key. Softly, gently please love me!  Press your lips against my own,  Like spring seeds our love be sown,  Bud and grow delicately. Desperately do love me!  Pull...

Wall

"Hope you enjoy, short and sweet"

I push you against the wallI feel your hands through my hair.All the things you bear.My heart, my soul, my demons and all.And here you stand Against my wall.I crave youI need you, through and throughMy body begs for you.I...

Celine

Celine. Stare at the screen, Eyes are so green. Only a screen, Can they be seen. She'll always be, A mystery. If we ever met, Would it be to regret? Finger tip, holds down a key. A digital dream that's...

When I was all laid

"Satirical take on HMS Pinafore's When I was a Lad"

I was just sixteen when I began to learn How acting bad would make my bum burn. My mother and father never spared the rod. They thought beating me was ordained by God. But such punishment did not deliver me,...

The Fabric of Your Skin

This poem only available on Lush Stories. If you are reading it elsewhere, it has been stolen.Those tears stream down,Unseen in the the pouring rain.Salty, scalding rivuletsThat trace channels inYour lined face.Is it pain,Sadness,And suffering,Or bitterness,Fear,And angerThat crumple the fabric...

Naked New Moon

"an ode to darkness' delight"

I had a dream and took a dareTo race 'neath moonless sky.I had to run one mile bare,With both hands held up high. New moon magic welled within But only dark light shed Upon my road or my bare skin...