Everyday Erotica

[butters]

draw the strings tight
pluck gently at each
note to tune
the sounds
that come from such
a creature

for its wails
pitches and crescendo
crush the air from my lungs
sweat that builds but
I
I am lost
in its bewitching music,

the muscles in my arms,
in my back drawn tight
like strung strings
of their own
as we push and pull
seeking harmony
in this mutual
communion
of instrument
and musician

and the sounds

the delicious sounds
she made,
the sounds yet to come
make me shake

not everyday. this is more.
it's been my total privilege watching your development as a writer, tods.

the tension you created within this piece work beautifully, stringing everything together

 

[greenmountaineer]

draw the strings tight
pluck gently at each
note to tune
the sounds
that come from such
a creature

for its wails
pitches and crescendo
crush the air from my lungs
sweat that builds but
I
I am lost
in its bewitching music,

the muscles in my arms,
in my back drawn tight
like strung strings
of their own
as we push and pull
seeking harmony
in this mutual
communion
of instrument
and musician

and the sounds

the delicious sounds
she made,
the sounds yet to come
make me shake

not everyday. this is more.
it's been my total privilege watching your development as a writer, tods.

the tension you created within this piece work beautifully, stringing everything together

I agree. The wonderful image that came to mind when I read tod's poem: the cello with slow hands on the strings the way that love should be made, made all the more enjoyable when I thought of a violin, frenetic energy quickly spent; how men, being men, sometimes "make love," and what many women would like from men.

This is erotic poetry at its best.

 

[Trixareforkids]

.......

 

[Lyricalli]

I woke up cold
the sweat of wanting you
clinging to my skin like
morning dew
that sweet scent drifting over
my bed
where there is nothing of you
that doesn't reside within me
your skin hasn't touched these sheets
your laughter hasn't echoed in these walls
yet you are here
as real to me as the breeze
that puckers my nipples
and makes me shiver
as present as the slick wet
on my thighs
a need as palpable as my pulse
and though it eludes my grasp
as I slip from sleep
you are not lost
to my forgotten dream

 

[Trixareforkids]

Nice, really fucking nice Calli!

 

[Lyricalli]

Nice, really fucking nice Calli!

Thank you!

 

[Trixareforkids]

Removed

 

[Lyricalli]

Sliding silk over my eyes
you work in near silence
soft footsteps
careful movements
tempting my curiosity

Cords strung around my wrists
chosen to faintly chafe
a slight distraction
of tactile sensation
reminder that you're master
in this game

Warm breath caresses an ear
cool air tantalizes dampened flesh
of parted thighs
a shiver runs through my body
your low chuckle echoes
in my mind

Then you take me
traipsing over peaks and valleys
exploring hidden pathways
your husky whisper narrating
the mesmerizing journey
holding me captive
well beyond physical bonds

 

[GuiltyPleasure]

Removed

 

[todski28]

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[champagne1982]

The Science Editor's Secretary

My body will go through a meltdown,
the reactor so hot, fusion won't slow
down the uncontrolled fission
of my mind from my soul

My mons will become the rise
that so completes the Martian
landscape, until it erupts
in volcanic collapse

One hour seems an eternity
when I'm so horny such drama
of reaction and geothermics
seems completely plausible.

Subvert this course and let me
fuck you now. Right here.
The supply closet can be locked
from the inside.

 

[Tzara]

Nevermind,

(. . . hard, wet, sudden, I wanted, you were, we both, the way you, etc.)

 

[Angeline]

Nevermind,

(. . . hard, wet, sudden, I wanted, you were, we both, the way you, etc.)

Abbreviated erotica! (And almost an American Sentence.)

 

[Remec]

Abbreviated erotica! (And almost an American Sentence.)

Sitting on a bench, dog on her leash

You said we should talk; before long, we had both moved far beyond talking.

 

[Tzara]

Abbreviated erotica! (And almost an American Sentence.)

I wanted to, though she hesitated; but when she rolled onto her. . .

 

[Angeline]

I wanted to speak but my mouth was full: I could only say mmmhmm.

 

[Tzara]

I was trying not to, you know, but when she lifted her eyes just so. . .

 

[Angeline]

His gaze drifted away. He was altogether unsteady. I gulped.

 

[Tzara]

Afterwards, I was embarrassed, a bit empty. Yet I asked, "Again?"

 

[Angeline]

Afterwards, I was embarrassed, a bit empty. Yet I asked, "Again?"

I had just adjusted the hot water when I turned and bent over.

 

[Angeline]

Too much, I asked reaching from the curtain to turn up The Mikado.

 

[Tzara]

"This seems hardly gentlemanly," I said to myself. But damn! My Id.

 

[Tzara]

"You most certainly are not," I murmured, "some sweet little maid from school."

 

[Angeline]

Cut to fade as voices pipe and water splashes. Curtsy and goodnight.

 

[Tzara]

gift

It's funny. We've
never met, but
somehow just your

words on the screen
have me thinking
about the slip of

your breasts
in some thin blouse,
the long curve

of your hips
under a loose
summer skirt—

like a meteor
just struck my yard,
leaving little shards

or alien ore
stewn like jewelry
over my lawn.