Erotic poetry is concerned with the sexually diverse and alternative aspects of the genre, rather than specifically with the love and romance associated with 'Love Poems'.
Although romance and poetry seem to go hand in hand, explicit, frank, and even fetishistic sex can also be great subject matter.
Poems with a primary focus on sensuality and passion are better suited to our 'Love Poems' category, anything else is welcome here.
Love - Is a massive cock. A pornographic thing. Stretched, pulsing, bouncing at your eye level (or maybe mouth). Supposedly natural. But why must it be endured in the public garden? Like a detailed carving of once humble Priapus adorning the fountain. Suc...
Through moonlit countryside, the train did glide, Amanda and Pete, spirits high inside. From friends they'd parted, homeward bound, In empty carriage, solitude they found. Merry from drinks, but far from drunk, Their inhibitions slightly shrunk. A stolen...
I close my eyes and look with my heart I see her eyes that shimmer A lick A kiss A hug so sweet From the top of her head slowly and unhurriedly working down to her feet my adoration is but an echo Every inch a triumph unforgotten Right down to her wetness...
I feel you my every thought and well chosen word flows effortlessly between your soft wet parted lips straight into your heart long strings of exquisite word pearls stretching from me to you igniting sparks of passionate desire chords that bind your hands...
Shy girl, sad and forgotten Shy girl, no one knows Shy girl, all alone Scared girl, run and hide Scared girl, slip inside Timid girl, hide in the dark Timid girl, watch from afar Timid girl, peering through Curious girl, wishing she could Curious girl, da...
Love - Is a massive cock. A pornographic thing. Stretched, pulsing, bouncing at your eye level (or maybe mouth). Supposedly natural. But why must it be endured in the public garden? Like a detailed carving of once humble Priapus adorning the fountain. Suc...
Here I lay in splendid play I am His prey I love our games where He makes me scream He makes me moan Like I make him groan I’m his to take being filled with his cream I know my place I am His treasure and he lets me enjoy His sexual pleasure Or Am I just...
Tease me he said So I enticed him with big red lipstick sucks Then he said Keep me coming back for more So I smiled and whispered Patience sweetheart For you will learn to love me more than all * So I teased her first With my fingertips barely touching he...
Coy smiles and innocent laughter Sherbet kisses that bring subtle delights She licks the want from my scintillating body While I Indulge her fevered needs Tonight there will be no respite as we play out our wildest fantasies and bathe in heavenly streams...
Standing behind your naked form My hands become your bra Cupping your warmth My fingers moulding to your form Then my fingers start to squeeze Shaping them for my pleasure Pressing harder now, Leaving finger prints My thumbs flick over your nipples Like w...
Eyes dreamy Voice hoarse Smiling Pussy quivering Ass gaping His cum on my body and face made me a masterpiece
Your words lay sweetly upon my mind. *** In hours of tumult you had found me. A touch of my shoulder out of nowhere. Your words upon my ear a balm to my soul. Ground trembling beneath me, steadied by the poetry of your mind. I find my feet. Your eyes find...
I found a photograph of you in my mind. Even there the corners were blunted, a wrinkle creasing the left side. But your beauty is unmarred by the ravages of scattered files and folders in my head. I gaze at you. My fingers fluttering against weathered cor...
In Chloe's girlish bedroom, cluttered and unkempt, Clothes strewn about, mirrors framed with selfies - Her world undressed. Walls plastered with posters Of bands and idols to admire, A cozy nest for raging hormones And young desire. A sanctuary of rumpled...
His hand clutched the glass Teasing her Tormenting her Making her ache to be touched in places only seen by his eyes His strength the way his fingertips danced a tango across her skin The intention with which he slid them into her sweet abyss She crossed...
