With so many erotic story postings, I thought that perhaps we could have a one just for poetry. So with this in mind, I am re-posting one of mine and hope that others will join this thread.

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'Our bodied entwined with sweat and heat
you moved with me like a single heart beat'

I have re written most of the following titles and have a few new, yet to be posted, ones.

Drop me a line if your interested in a copy.

Personals - Skinny Dipping - Business Trip - The School Girl - The Dream - Lovers - The Book Salesman - Coach Trip - French Maid - The Woods - Office Meeting - Airport - Welcome Home - Massage - Sprung - Erotic Poetry - No Begining No End - Text Messages -

erotic51

I woke early this morning to find
you were a dream of the erotic kind.
We held each other in a tight embrace
you lay next to me face to face.
I whispered sweet nothing in your ear
you drew me to you ever nearer.
I kissed your neck and licked your lips
you opened your mouth accepting the kiss.
As our tongues touched and we soared higher
you moaned and moved as though on fire.
Tracing lines on your arms and legs
you pulled me closer to your breasts.
Taking each nipple between my lips
you began to sway and move your hips.
I started kissing and licking lower and lower
you trembled and shook like a blossoming flower.
My lips wandered over your soft thighs
you parted your legs to reveal a surprise.
A trimmed bush shone with delicate delight
you opened your womanhood to my touch and sight.
The wetness glistened on your fragrant skin
you let loose your aroma and inviting me in.
I felt the delicate touch of your hand and fingers
you held my manhood with gentle lingers.
When I gently moved into your tunnel of love
you spread yourself as I entered from above.
As we moved together in harmonic motion
you continued to flood me with your magic lotion.
Our bodied entwined with sweat and heat
you moved with me like a single heart beat.
The moment took hold and we held each other tight
you were filled with flashes of colour and light.
We roared together as essence of life poured forth
you stretched your body accepting me in it's course.
When the passion subsided and the moment was best
you kissed me gently falling into peaceful loving rest.

Erotic51

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'Our bodied entwined with sweat and heat
you moved with me like a single heart beat'

I have re written most of the following titles and have a few new, yet to be posted, ones.

Drop me a line if your interested in a copy.

Personals - Skinny Dipping - Business Trip - The School Girl - The Dream - Lovers - The Book Salesman - Coach Trip - French Maid - The Woods - Office Meeting - Airport - Welcome Home - Massage - Sprung - Erotic Poetry - No Begining No End - Text Messages -

erotic51

whew....i just came up for breath... nice poetry...

Murga - thanks and feel free to add your own words to this thread. That invitation is for all readers.

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'Our bodied entwined with sweat and heat
you moved with me like a single heart beat'

I have re written most of the following titles and have a few new, yet to be posted, ones.

Drop me a line if your interested in a copy.

Personals - Skinny Dipping - Business Trip - The School Girl - The Dream - Lovers - The Book Salesman - Coach Trip - French Maid - The Woods - Office Meeting - Airport - Welcome Home - Massage - Sprung - Erotic Poetry - No Begining No End - Text Messages -

erotic51

Fingers trace against my skin -
swirling across my shoulders and then up my neck
Slowly bury themselves in the hair at the nape
and pull me to your kiss.

Every sense is tingling from your touch -
The way your tongue twirls and leaves it's message
Your hands now playing at my hips
drawing me in and electrifying my nerve endings.

I push into you and seek more of your warmth -
your fire heats me and brings my soul awake and alive
shivering as your hands touch me, slide into me,
tug at the center of my being til I quake
at the way your fingers trace against my skin.

jjjjbo 7/29/02

jjjjbo - umm nice words and nice images they make. Thanks for entering into the spirit of this thread, I hope other 'pixies' will follow your example.

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'Our bodied entwined with sweat and heat
you moved with me like a single heart beat'

I have re written most of the following titles and have a few new, yet to be posted, ones.

Drop me a line if your interested in a copy.

Personals - Skinny Dipping - Business Trip - The School Girl - The Dream - Lovers - The Book Salesman - Coach Trip - French Maid - The Woods - Office Meeting - Airport - Welcome Home - Massage - Sprung - Erotic Poetry - No Begining No End - Text Messages -

erotic51

Thanks Erotic51 for your kind words .... here is another poem I wrote over the weekend - with this thread in mind. jjjjbo

Senses jjjjbo 8/4/02

I hear him call me
his voice low and a little raspy;
he speaks words - graphic and passionate
telling what he longs to do.

I see his face,
reach to caress his cheeks
pressing lips together - tangling tongues and
teeth lightly nibbling.

I tug his ear
then breathe in the scent of him
Let it become part of me - overpowering my senses
Til I feel the rhythm of his heartbeat.

He moves with me
a slow dance of sensual touch
seduction and pleasure - mingle with the animal call
that draws me to his side.

His hands trace
the curves of my body
draw me near him - til I feel the depth
of his passion and longing.

I press closer
feel the heat and the hardness
my body echoing - his throbbig urgency
We seek release from our confinement.

He kisses me,
licks, nibbles and sucks me in
til I writhe beneath and above him - seeking more
touching more, needing the push to release.

He strokes my body
speaks quietly til I
breathe deep again - then pushes closer, into me
crashing, driving ... ahhh passionate release.

jjjjbo - you have a way with words, thank you

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'Our bodied entwined with sweat and heat
you moved with me like a single heart beat'

I have re written most of the following titles and have a few new, yet to be posted, ones.

Drop me a line if your interested in a copy.

Personals - Skinny Dipping - Business Trip - The School Girl - The Dream - Lovers - The Book Salesman - Coach Trip - French Maid - The Woods - Office Meeting - Airport - Welcome Home - Massage - Sprung - Erotic Poetry - No Begining No End - Text Messages -

erotic51

Here's one I wrote in 1991 -- think it fits this thread

Together

I long to see you, be with you
Feel your loving touch and warm embrace
To breathe the scent of you, your hair
your personal fragrance and know we're together.

Touch softly one moment; then
with passion burning almost beyond control
I long to hold your hand, move softly to
a music we each hear and then smile together.

I wait to touch your face when I wake
each morning; barely conscious myself,
then snuggle deep into your arms
lying quietly together for awhile. 5/30/91 jjjjbo

Her hands, lingering on mine
Touching my skin
Making me feel alive
For the very first time

we started well, anyone else like to contribute?

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'Our bodied entwined with sweat and heat
you moved with me like a single heart beat'

I have re written most of the following titles and have a few new, yet to be posted, ones.

Drop me a line if your interested in a copy.

Personals - Skinny Dipping - Business Trip - The School Girl - The Dream - Lovers - The Book Salesman - Coach Trip - French Maid - The Woods - Office Meeting - Airport - Welcome Home - Massage - Sprung - Erotic Poetry - No Begining No End - Text Messages -

erotic51

He strokes me in that very special way
my body moves to his command
and I long for more, always turning to his touch
as his words ribbon through my thoughts.

9/18/02 jjjjbo

Desire

Your hair, soft as velvet, smooth as silk,
Glides forward, from where you pushed it behind your ear,
It frames your face and I smile.
My smile is disbelieving, I do not know how
I have captured someone as beautiful as you.

Your smell is distinct,
A scent of cigarettes, sex and a perfume
That I can’t place, strong, but gentle,
Like you.

Reaching out, I caress your face
You lean into my touch, your eyes clouded with desire
And I move in to kiss you.
Soft, and gentle,
But with a promise of more to come.

As the kiss deepens,
I can explore your mouth,
Learning its ridges, making you moan,
And beg for more.

Pulling away, I take in much needed air.
You are panting slightly,
Your chest heaving. I have never seen anyone
Quite as beautiful as you are now.

Wanting to take things further, you push me down,
Leaning in to kiss me again,
This time, hungry, passion laden,
Desire growing in both of us.

Relieving you of your top, I take a moment
To drink in your beauty. Creamy white skin,
Contrasting against the black lace edge of your bra.

Time seems to stop as we both undress,
Each piece of clothing removed
Reveals more of your skin, that begs to be touched,
Manipulated until your cries of passion deafen me.

We fall together, onto the bed,
A tangle of limbs,
Bodies slick with sweat as we move against each other.
Both striving to give as much as we are receiving.

Without warning, your body arches, muscles tensed
And you cry out, again and again.
Satisfied that you are fulfilled, I cradle you in my arms
And watch as sleep takes you for the night.

I do not worry, because I know when you wake,
We will have endless hours
In which to explore ourselves, and each other.

I kiss each of your eyelids and whisper, almost inaudibly,
“I love you.”

kinda related to the thread:

Whips Of Leather
This is dedicated to Stuart, cos he asked me to write it.

Each night she beats me 'till I'm at deaths door
Cos most of what she does is against the law.
She uses handcuffs chains and whips of leather
Until pleasure and pain, they merge together.

I'm binded tightly to the bed
And beaten until I'm halfway to dead.
I try to cover my bruises each day,
But the ones on my face will give me away.

Each night I find myself wondering why
I don't just leave and say goodbye.
Then I realise that easy it's not
There's one important fact that I forgot.

I end each night in perfect bliss
Cos I'm just a little masochist.

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once again, kinda related:

The Judge
Dressed in red the judge he stands,
Big white hair and manicured hands.

A gentle smile a pleasant face,
But underneath it all, he's not full of grace.

By the light of the moon so full
He sneaks around cos his lifes so dull.

At the house of his mistress he does arrive
He's glad to be away from his terrible life.

He lightly knocks on the door
But she's already spread herself out on the floor.

She opens the door and he dives right in
He doesn't care if it's a sin.

His mistress squeals with delight
His talented tongue in an imaginary fight.

Together they move until the end is near,
They scream and shout for all to hear.

But now it's over and he must go
Back to his wife who loves him so.

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