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Click hereI felt it warm and wet as the path was drawn,
winding down the fragile folds you worried
your way into.
Destroy my hoard of composure
Pleas of please hammer your ears
along with the insides of my thighs
as your face strokes along my skin.
You've discovered what's been waiting.
It's always been here
just below the surface, hidden
away from mortals.
Waiting to seeth up, awareness
beckons from one who understands.
You've broken into my cavern stash
of precious baubles, the most valuable
caught in your teeth and teased by your tongue.
This is what you've waked from slumber
and now you must take care of it.
S2 is packed with creative word choices and sensual visuals. S4 is a brilliant close to this piece and an overall great read!
So THIS is how you do an erotic poem without being over the top, full of sensuality but still that erotic edge! Exceptionally well done.
Destroy my hoard of composure
That one was really ducky; made me sit up. I loved the tone of pronouncement, like in a myth, when the hero idly picks up some object, only to find the goddess before him, explaining that he has also taken up a great responsibility and must now be worthy of it. That structures the poem in two sections, flowing from one to the other. The dissolving of the veils and revelation of the magical object beyond, then the goddess-like charge to the hero of her responsibility to the talisman of power now in her possession.
Or, like, you know, his possession.
So many great lines. Fer instance
'Destroy my hoard of composure
Pleas of please hammer your ears'
The awakening is so sweet and the start of so much more. Great write.
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hi hun, i caught up on some of your poems but this one was
my very fav, and your pic was as fresh and lovely as i remembered it. thanks for sharing your talent with all of us. wendy ps: how can i ever repay you for the f5 tip?
lol
The rhythm of your poem, your choice of words and phrases... capture lust and passion, in a wonderful awakening. Beautifully done Carrie..