- Erotic Poetry
- Carnality
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Buried deep within my mind, indulgence of the most desired kind.
A palpable weapon of sensuality.
Each word spoken and unspoken, lingering like a beautiful image for the subconscious.
Reveling in thoughts of welcoming flesh and lips.
You hunger to get inside my mind, passionately yearning for a small taste of my fire.
Hungry to taste, consummating a beautiful kind of madness.
Wicked intent filled with images of unrepentant lust and to abandon all of our uncertainties.
In silence our connection deepens.
Eyes held hostage by lustful glares and begged for the chance.
Your tongue explores where my panties aren't worn and runs my crease filling the warm divide.
From a deep well of longing and need, I can't move, I'm frozen.
A subtle moan escapes as your hand explores anew.
You moved atop of me easily, and lowered yourself gently.
Feeling my velvet secret engulf you again and again.
Hunger revealed in this hot moment.
Our slow rhythm gave way to urgent and demanding thrusts of passion.
Skin meshed with skin.
Then heated tongues met in the midst, to that infinite moment.
Of hot and quickening breath.
I cry out as waves of pleasure seduce me.
Passions kiss intensifies as our rhythmic dance ensues.
Slowly savoring the anticipation of impending orgasm.
Singeing my perception with smoldering hallucinations of eroticism.
The euphoric burn of flesh within damp bed sheets richly spoiled with the decadence of our sins.
You threw me into ecstasy.
Satisfying this craving, such a delightful infiltration.
I awaken to the carnality of your being.
- COMMENTS
sultrysiren4000almost 13 years agoAuthorI would like to extend a thank you to all that have posted comments and criticism to my stories and poems, and to those that have sent me PMs and emails. I am currently in the process of responding to all 142 of them. A comment might not look very big onscreen, but it takes time to read, think, and formulate a reply to a piece. I do enjoy insight into how my piece is perceived by the reader, and that their reaction does not translate automatically as to how it's seen by the next. If it was carefully written, it arouses the imagination of the reader to the point that one can visualize what I was stating. Erotic writing is very subjective. It seems to me that there should be something about poetry inexplicable, between the lines. Words can be used to make something that is not traditionally arousing, very arousing. I think to be able to do that in an either very sensual or innovative way makes the difference. As a writer I can go beyond metaphysical abstractions to demonstrate wisdom personified in human characters. Perhaps more so than with other forms of verse, erotic poetry is rooted in the senses. It rejoices in the beauty of the sexual act, yes, but it also celebrates the heightening of the connection of physical contact in a way that penetrates to the deepest source of our sensuality. The primary subject for erotic poetry is any activity that is a prelude to sexual intercourse, but a less obvious one is the surprise encounter with an experience that arouses our sexual desire. Accept or reject suggestions from other poets as you will, but never close your mind to it. Growth is a continuing function, or at least should be. My poetry is honest and emotional. Erotica can be a form of foreplay as much as heavy petting ....after all the brain is the largest sexual organ in the body and it needs petting too. No matter where or how we gain our creative energies the ultimate objective is to have our listeners or readers "Be there...in the story" and take them to the places our words wish them to go. And if I can do that with my words then I have succeeded as a writer.
twelveoonealmost 13 years agofaqu2, you are welcome to like whatever, it is your right to say so and vote, (once) When I see a so called newcomer, get all H's, almost no comments and get 6 fav's for one of her poems, well it just doesn't look right, do you know I mean? It's as if...so you too are welcome to defend this and tell me why it is soooo much better than the rest of the stuff around here, smiling back.
faq_u2almost 13 years agoYou have to follow all the rules.
Who made the rules anyway...
I say "say what you feel... those that matter won't mind, and those that mind won't matter"
I enjoyed the poem no matter the abstractions ~smiles~
twelveoonealmost 13 years agoapt description of your readers, point for that. A question comes to the forefront, how do I know you are sultry, how do I know you are even a woman? I do know this deals more in abstraction than concrete words, generally a no-no for poetry. What say? Do you or your readers want to defend this over in the threads?
I vote a three.
