I lie in bed and write for you,A little poem about us two.You are tall and sweet,You must know,That you make me stand on my tip-toes.Your kisses are gentle and kind,With passion that builds up quite fine.Your hands are large,...
poem
Never Be ‘Just Words’
"Words - what they are and what they mean to me - my first 'poem'"
Words, you are my friend, you are my enemy.Words, you convey my happiness, you convey my sadness.Words, you give life to my personality, you give away my weaknesses.Words, you live in my mouth, you live in my head.Words, sometimes I thank you, sometimes I regret...
My Love, My Life, My Soldier
"My first love poem..and it is for my future husband Pv2 Moorman, baby boo I love you"
My love, you are my reason to get up every morning.I wake up to a text, that simply reads..Good morning baby girl.The days seem so long without you, I watch the minutes slowly pass by.Longing to see your smile, hear...
Friend or Foe: The Itch
"Something I posted on rants and raves on CL years ago. Thought it would be amusing to post here."
The first encounter online or in person that leaves you with the feeling of anticipation for the next encounter. The phone call that leaves you waiting for the physical encounter. The dinner out for two, for a change, that makes...
Life brings the words of a songThe pain opens a gateA tiny smile brings floodOne's alone self takes a courseTouch is searched for and heldThe journey continues awayMournful pride slides byHolding still and steadilyDay breaks and pushes Winding forward and...
He and I
"Just a poem I wrote while horny in class. Writing it didnt really help the horniness but it was fun."
Hands on my waist pulling me closeHis lips on my neck I gasp his hands leave my hips My pants fall then his too Our shirts are next My cheeks turn red. He lightly pushes I fall to the bed...
The Promise (of your blossoming)
"A short poem about being free"
The Promise (of your blossoming) to see you explore, learn, excite yourself to open your horizons, to see you feel those things kept inside your hidden desires your deepest thoughts when you are alone in the dark in the...
I came home late, and what do I see?My dear sweet lovely,Still waiting for me.And you set me a plateAsleep you may be,For your care my loveI do thank thee.I pull the chair outAnd I whisper thank you,I hold your...
Cold night, Warm bed, crisp sheets and wooly socks, Knees curled meeting my knees in perfect bends, Rubbing feet together, My arm flung over your waist, pulling you into my belly, Your bottom and my pelvis meet, I smell your...