"You want me..."
This poem only available on Lush Stories.I don’t need to look into your eyes to see your soul, boy.I close my own.I hear your words oozing into me,The hot, sticky pre-cum-laden juicesOverflowing from me with hot passions.Deep words thrust deeperInto...
Aching I need it Lust I want to feel it Sliding deep inside Hot and hard Pulsing thick and virile Fuck Take me Push me over that edge Make me scream Moan Gasp Whisper those words in my ear Nasty,...
"i want it all.... in every way possible.... i want you."
Sweet moments of hands held and mouths touching.... the feel of you melting into me and me sliding into your arms. Where does one begin and the other end? I do not want to see the edge. Give me that...
A shot in the dark, a message received;How you want to give me exactly what I need. Never forgetting what I want from you;Complications are many that we must see through. Time creeping by, has it been so long?A need...
"when time is of the essence but desire needs to be satisfied."
A Shower with my Secret Desire I check my watch, I know I am late, bloody trains, then the traffic. I know you’re going to be getting ready, and I wanted to see your transformation with my own eyes. From...
"some days it is not about love"
some days I am overwhelmed by a need to be crass. no sweet or sentimental words. no candles or music. no romantic setting. I need to use crude phrases. I need to suck you. I need you to fuck me....
I love you so much,It's overwhelming,In fact right now,My hands are trembling.I'm going insane,A hopeless romantic,Chasing destiny,Flailing, frantic.So close,Yet afar,Shining bright,A lonely star.Please put my heart,At rest,You and I as one,Is best.Is it positive one,Perfect correlation?Or a negative one,That leads...
"Another kind of raw poem, but then again I think all of them are. All from the same place. My heart."
I'm in love with you,But something pulls me back.An invisible tether,Has been cut.Then a glimmer of hope,The silver lining,Comes around once again,The tether still holds by a thread.Is it the distance?Is it the fear?Is it me being selfish?To you, or...
"A poem about lust."
I got a chill just then as you walked into the roomI was expecting you, but not this soonI have a need to fill and it’s been empty for too longI want to show you now the place where you...
