~Tie Me Up~

I'm not a poet and I know it

here is one I done many many moons ago for a girl

The Kiss

My kiss is blown from my palm
to drift along the currents of the breeze
to float, to flutter, to dance
Seeking the lips it was meant for
Guided only by love's essence
Drawn to the heart that created it

My kiss stays sweet
though travels far
My kiss stays strong
through battered winds
My kiss stays true
though resisted by time
To land with a gentle brush
upon your lips

My kiss
The lonely messenger...
...Speaking for my heart
My kiss whispers...
...I need you
My kiss weeps...
...I miss you
My kiss sighs...
...I love you
 
Joe Schmoe said:
here is one I done many many moons ago for a girl

The Kiss

My kiss is blown from my palm
to drift along the currents of the breeze
to float, to flutter, to dance
Seeking the lips it was meant for
Guided only by love's essence
Drawn to the heart that created it

My kiss stays sweet
though travels far
My kiss stays strong
through battered winds
...My kiss stays true
though resisted by time
To land with a gentle brush
upon your lips

My kiss
The lonely messenger...
...Speaking for my heart
My kiss whispers...
...I need you
My kiss weeps...
...I miss you
My kiss sighs...
...I love you


Not a poet? Are you frigging kidding me? This is great babe and no I am not just saying that!

I love the romanticism and the urgent yet gentle need you portray for your lover.

I love this and I bet RF will Love it too :rose:

You ARE a poet and I wanna see you post more of your work, and this is a ORDER! :devil: ;)
 
Jennifer C said:
Not a poet? Are you frigging kidding me? This is great babe and no I am not just saying that!

I love the romanticism and the urgent yet gentle need you portray for your lover.

I love this and I bet RF will Love it too :rose:

You ARE a poet and I wanna see you post more of your work, and this is a ORDER! :devil: ;)

I do not deal with authority very well...maybe it is the dominant side of me

now if you begged me I might reconsider :D

I thank you so much for your dear swwet kind words and encouragement, but I know my limitations

I am horrible at rhythm and pace...and I know this one sorely lacks either
 
Joe Schmoe said:
I do not deal with authority very well...maybe it is the dominant side of me

now if you begged me I might reconsider :D

I thank you so much for your dear swwet kind words and encouragement, but I know my limitations

I am horrible at rhythm and pace...and I know this one sorely lacks either

rhythm and pace arent everything, start with the words and go from there, to me the words are the most powerful important piece of a poem, not how they are written. Rhythm and pace can be corrected.

I really enjoyed reading this, I do not bullshit! I would love to read more...

please...please...pretty please...I beg you...please... will you post some more. ;)
 
Jennifer C said:
rhythm and pace arent everything, start with the words and go from there, to me the words are the most powerful important piece of a poem, not how they are written. Rhythm and pace can be corrected.

I really enjoyed reading this, I do not bullshit! I would love to read more...

please...please...pretty please...I beg you...please... will you post some more. ;)

since you put it that way... ;) how can I refuse

I will look through what I have
 
RhymeFairy said:
checking for pulse
hot wires
of excruciating
need
excite me. trembling
as mouth to mouth
scorches
my insides.
desire thick
as his hair
tempting me
to let go,
just
let go.

showing that line
of never ending
secretion
sliding down
ribs,
riding
for dear life,
on his
words
touch
his taste.

gripping thighs
shake
bareback bucking
rolling,
pounding over
and over.

shimming
that shake
mixing bloodthirsty
screams
with spasming
lusty
guttural moans.

release
letting go,
only
to check
pulse
breathing
skin.
check
n release


:devil:

Grrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr !!!​


:catroar: :p

tie me up
tightly bound
I like to play

place a bow
or a slip knot
I don't care just tie me up

straps of binding
wrapped tightly around my body
holding me snug
secure
I ain't going no where

or rather
I won't fly off
I do like to run
so tie me tight

last thing I want
is to fall off while running
but then that you knew
about us tennis shoes
 
sunbunny3 said:
wonderful poems! thank you for sharing them. :rose:

Thank You SunBunny ~

:rose:

Joe Schmoe ~~ Love love love your Hot lil poem.
Makes me wanna growl !! Also I love the soft imagery
and the sweet essence that it leaves. That yummy
tatse ... afterwoords.
Dominant eh ... Well maybe, we could see
what we can come up with ... maybe ... ;)

:catroar: :devil:


Art ~~ You my friend are a T total nut !!
AND I an soo lovin it. Thank you for the honor
of a Bounce ...

:rose:

So here is one for ya'll

stay tuned ...


:p
 
wanna play ...

hold me
ride me
bump n grind
with me

take out
that manly stick
I love so well
and let me
watch it swell

lil tiny flicks as I lick
like hot buttered rum
tasting tha burn
on my tongue

hoping not to offend
but Hun I wanna watch
as you bend,
into me.
try and stake
your claim
for 'tis me
you'll never tame

I shall tie you up
ride you rough.
your booty
I will scuff,
with bites of sin
plowing into you
over n over again.

finished,
no not I
now I am gonna
make you fly.
wings of lust
carry you away
only, to come back
tomorrow
so I can play ...




:devil:
 
take me
bend me
to your whim
whips-chains
there all the same

all your might
control in hand
master
of the mind
manipulations friend

moaning
with guttural shouts
candles hot wax
cuffs
with no keys
from behind
if you please

blindfolded
within darkness
nipple pins
hardened.
turning
of the screw
bolted
to the wall.

double entrance
nice-tight
objects
of lust moaning
slamming
such force
complete.



:devil:

Mmmm,
What a Moood I am feelin ~

GRRR

Maybe NOT
double entance to me
... but Hun

I wanna tie you up
and take TOTAL advantage to you
while you whimper and moan
tattle and groan
take what I give
and BEG for more.

show you
NO MERCY
for I am here
for the pleasure
I shall share
with you
or not,
I will give
as well as take.

Cuff you up
and NOT forsake
this moment,
in time
that I have caught
in fingertips of
fairy dust.

So take a deep
breathe
share with me.
I shall try
and set you free
from imprisonments shackles
dungeons of dread
bring you back here
to taste my spread.

dine on you
for days on end
then come back
tomorrow
n tie you up
again ...



Grrrrrrrrrr !!
Baby ..
Feeel that burn !!
Tis me,
awaitin my turn
I will
not
wait long
so hurry
and be strong
for I am here
awaiting you
all the day long ...
This day will end
with you,
and I on the mend ...



:devil: :p :kiss:
 
hog tied
and warm body wallars
gripping grasps
of a hand full of hair
dare?

Slide a long
meat rod
in flesh spread apart
the heart
of sexuality

tied to emotions
bound by a man
feeling the sting
of loves rough charm
 
blood red nails, dig
in deep. scaling
sacred sanctuaries,
scratching
... sweet.
pop kiss smacks.
... spanking,
my naughty muse


:devil:
 
Rope it for you
by My Erotic Tail ©

I'd rope a river for you.
If you wanted me to.
To draw the banks closer to each others side.
Arm in arm with bowed chest pride.

I'll rope the moon and bring it to you.
The glow of its light would be dim next to you.
The big oval pearl of the moon.
But I put it back for you had not the room...
for a big oval moon.

I'll rope the wind and bring it to you.
The coolness it brings when passions blew.
The warmness of touch caressed by a breeze.
I'd rope it if it would make you pleased.

I'd rope you and bring you to me.
with wrapping rope of binding thee.
Hold you close and breath a kiss.
fondel here and touch and twist.

I'd rope the sun and bring it to you.
Its heat would melt next to your passion flame blue.
Your warm heart and heated desires.
The flaming of the two fires.
I'd have to put it back for rest of the world.
But I'd rope it for you girl.
 
My Erotic Tale said:
Rope it for you
by My Erotic Tail ©

I'd rope a river for you.
If you wanted me to.
To draw the banks closer to each others side.
Arm in arm with bowed chest pride.

I'll rope the moon and bring it to you.
The glow of its light would be dim next to you.
The big oval pearl of the moon.
But I put it back for you had not the room...
for a big oval moon.

I'll rope the wind and bring it to you.
The coolness it brings when passions blew.
The warmness of touch caressed by a breeze.
I'd rope it if it would make you pleased.

I'd rope you and bring you to me.
with wrapping rope of binding thee.
Hold you close and breath a kiss.
fondel here and touch and twist.

I'd rope the sun and bring it to you.
Its heat would melt next to your passion flame blue.
Your warm heart and heated desires.
The flaming of the two fires.
I'd have to put it back for rest of the world.
But I'd rope it for you girl.

< Oh My, Art >

I love it. You get better n better.
I can see this all falling about.
Just a very nice picture ~!!

:rose:
 
Her Leather
by My Erotic Tail ©

There was a girl who loved leather.
She wore it in any weather.
Stretched across her skin.
From her boots to her chin.
Leathers sensual feel
and the boots around her heel.
Her sexy Little look,
double takes took.
Mens hearts that she'd melt.
From the leather they felt.
She would howell at the moon,
strokeing her broom.
From her sly little grin.
You know where she's been.
Shopping for more leather.
So who will she feather
and grace with her touch.
For this girl's to much.
Her sensual way,
will make you want to play.
Yearning to toy and teather,
with this womens leather.
 
Leather makes everything Better !!

Lether, Latex .. all those sinful playful things, YUM !!!

Now here is the Challenge ...
Write a poem, any form using these words, or thoughts. Probably needs to be on Free Thoughts, but I like this thread and Have SOOO much fun here. Like my naughty lil secret that not many peeps know about, so I can throw down and have MOST of my fun here. ;)

Grrr ~

:catroar:
 
more you say.
shall I show you how
to be
to get
more?

petals unfold
your surprise slides.
yes, in the daylight
here, now.

called in sick
important opportunities
not
to be missed.
candles lit
rain falling
spreading you out,
like a blanket,
for tha snuggling.

talking, not needed.
gag in place.
for I want you
to feel,
really
feel.
blindfolded
baby, black as sin
covering your beautiful
skin.

tickles like feathers
long sensual trails,
tongue lapping
like laps in a pool,
round
round
swishing
fishy flicks
dipping.
sucked in breaths
hold it baby,
right there.

face freckled
with kisses
so light.
lacy webbed silk
slides down,
holds you bound
tight,
tiger tight.

performing maintenance
check, massages baby,
massage all
of you.
magical fingers
frolic n finger
in n out baby,
slow
wet.

knees bent
body bucking,
stroking your shaft,
as I dive into your fiery
pit. velvety moistness
milks
mesmerizes,
intoxicates you
with drunken
sinfilled lips,
slips in,
slides
out.

slamming softly
yes,
so soft,
onto your osseous shaft.
meeting again, over
n over maniacal
mahemic piston driven
me,
me.

filling you,
filling me
with circling dives,
as we spastically climb.
shared screams
bouncing off the walls
like boomerang
in hand.

coming again
again,
always back,
sphering back
for more.
always
for more ...


:catroar:
 
Ride 2

I get to ride you
a long. time
nice n slow
round hips ride

grind hard
feelin' that flow
deep, n dark,
wetness seeps.

across my thigh,
it creeps.
hiding that cock
inside my tunnel
of passion.
feel my love
between my thighs
thrashin'.

groans
moans fill tha air.
nothing between
this pair.
skin to skin
juicy, wet
with seedy
sweat.

his brows upturned,
no regret.
pleadingly, he doth beg.
as she rides,
his third leg.

tits bouncing,
teasing her man
cause she knows
she can.


:catroar:


...
 
tits bounce'n
teaseing her man
cause she knows she can.


I think you know you have teased me with that poem! THANKS

...NICE RIDE!
 
rbijon said:
tits bounce'n
teaseing her man
cause she knows she can.


I think you know you have teased me with that poem! THANKS

...NICE RIDE!

:catroar:

That one was a fun on to write.
Thanks RBIJON. Tease, Yumm !! * Grins*

:p
 
Inspired

Fate

O harbinger of mixed blessings
You knock upon my door
I am not sure I wish to open
Tho' I desire the gracious good you can bring
But I fear it will be not
But I must see
You just laugh
Because you know
I will play along
You love your cruel games
Bring me what I want
But cannot have
O harbinger of mixed blessings
When you knock on my door
You know I will answer
For it is my fate
 
Joe Schmoe said:
Fate

O harbinger of mixed blessings
You knock upon my door
I am not sure I wish to open
Tho' I desire the gracious good you can bring
But I fear it will be not
But I must see
You just laugh
Because you know
I will play along
You love your cruel games
Bring me what I want
But cannot have
O harbinger of mixed blessings
When you knock on my door
You know I will answer
For it is my fate

Joe :rose:
That was beautiful.
And bittersweet...
 
Joe Schmoe said:
Fate

O harbinger of mixed blessings
You knock upon my door
I am not sure I wish to open
Tho' I desire the gracious good you can bring
But I fear it will be not
But I must see
You just laugh
Because you know
I will play along
You love your cruel games
Bring me what I want
But cannot have
O harbinger of mixed blessings
When you knock on my door
You know I will answer
For it is my fate

Joe,

I agree ... beautiful.
Thoughtful and rendering of the heart.
Loved it !! :rose:

Sorry took me a bit to comment,
been offline for a while.
Back now and feelin the burn ~


:catroar:
 
My piece

(written for a girl I have the serious hots for)

What I See


Your eyes
Quiet contemplation, bound within a façade of laughter
There is pain, unspoken, only noticed when you are silent
Or trying to convince others you are “just fine”.
Until now, I hadn’t known green eyes could lie.

Your smile
A flash of white , against soft, honey colored skin
With dimples that play hide and seek with my sanity
A memory of your grin, when you are relaxed and happy.
I haven’t really seen that smile in quite a while.

Your voice
Like sun warmed velvet laid over steel
A hint of sleep tousled roughness that begs to be heard
Yearned for, noticed, wallowed in, echoed back to you.
Sounding like hot sex, lazy days and passion that could have been

But you don’t see it
you don’t hear it or notice the effect, you can’t
Or you wouldn’t look, smile or talk to me
Ever.

Your body
like a song waiting for the right notes to be played upon it
A soft flute which deepens to bass and then explodes
Into an orchestrated lullaby that pulls you into dream land.
There to re-live every moment, again.

The curve
Of your lips, your neck, your waist, all beg to be touched
By hands that know you or at least want to
Explore every single dip and curve there is to be seen.
Ah, but not by me. No, not by me.
 
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