Love and Lust - Valentine’s Day Poems

In honor of February, here are some love and lust poems I’ve had the pleasure to pen: Be sure to let me know what you think of them!!

Baby Girl

Chorus:Don’t you know your baby girl wants you?

Don’t you know your baby girl needs you?

Don’t you know, don’t you know, don’t you know tonight…your baby girl needs you to hold her tight?

The moon is big and round and full, let’s let our souls run wild

as you kiss my inner child

and wrap your heart around me beneath the willow tree

and I will do things to you that will set you free…

Chorus

I’m such a mess and all strung out

It’s because you’re not around

I can’t throw you to the ground

And teach you the way of the womanly wiles

with a ride that goes on for miles and miles…

Chorus

Let the tides Come, flow,  go

I love the way you feel my light

Maybe we can rule the night

and daddy I swear this ain’t no line

I’ll love you ’till the end of time

Chorus

So why don’t you come on over, Daddy?

Shaman

Slather me in oil from behind

and watch it glisten on my skin.

Cup and pull upon my breasts

as you slide into my sin…

Hold me tight within your arms

as you plunge deep within my soul…

Sweating, sticky, grunting , groaning-

exploring through an open hole.

The shaman’s drums find unity

as they howl up at the moon,

intensity increasing as they seek out a mighty boon.


Don’t you dare

Don’t you dare try to kiss me-

Because it won’t stop there.

I fear, the moment you move to connect with me –mm, mmm, mmm-

All restraints I keep in check would be broken.

Don’t you dare try to kiss me,

I spent time and thought getting dressed tonight –

It would be a waste to see the carefully construe d image tossed upon the floor

And my hair wildly tossed to the wind.

Don’t you dare try to kiss me –

I might just melt away –

Or something so anticipated may well cause me

To explode into a million shining dancing sparkles hanging in the air.

Don’t you dare try to kiss me,

For I’d hate the nice girl you know to become the dark mistress of seduction, changing what I let you see.

Don’t you dare try to kiss me,

Because it’s been too long since I’ve felt so alive and I want to continue reveling in the drug of anticipation and excitement….

Okay…wait…back up, buddy! Didn’t you hear what I said?

No!

Wait!

Where you going?

I didn’t mean it!

You better fucking kiss me!

Primal Nature


The tides of passion ebb and flow

Washing over me, spawning transformation.

The full moon rises and a howl is released

and can be heard as beating drums sound

in the silence of the night air,

setting the rhythym for the blood

that pulsates through my veins.

I find myself a beast unleashed,

craving flesh beneath my nails.

I crave the flight and pursuit at hand

The clawing, sweating and tearing

The beating of two hearts in unison

As a bond is forged and energy transfused.

I dance around my prey,

The dance of spellbinding and ensnarement.

His gaze drinks in my body,

My venom enters his mind.

I long to lick, to bite, to gnaw my prey

As I play with my trapping

before consuming it whole.

It’s random cries of pain and pleasure

Drive me into a frenzy.

Boundries are erased

And the hunt becomes a tangle

of limbs, sighs, movement and moans,

groans, utterings, screechings and other sacred sounds.

The venom takes it’s toll

As he acts drunk upon the lust.

Am I now the hunter or the hunted?

Amidst a climatic rise and fall that releases

The call of the moon, the answer doesn’t matter.


The spell is done , energy released.

Hunter and prey are one,

Drifting off to dream in satisfaction,

Reveling in the result of giving in to primal nature.

Force

With music playing, candles lit
Dancing Shadows, two souls knit.
Of one another, each desiring more
Meshing, mixing, and then they soar.
Arms, legs, hearts are intertwining
Beat for beat, and I’m left pining.
A piece of art, displayed so well Rolling, rocking, emotions swell.A thing of beauty, rare to find,
This awesome force that us can bind.

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