God, my dreams erupt
into gardens so beautiful.
Your hotness so abrupt
as she is dutiful.
Of all the places
we choose a beach
to rub sandy faces
a blanket lying underneath.
Oh, my skin ripples
hair standing from closeness
against your hard nipples
lying together in tenderness.
As the land cools
your hair pomade corrupts
we blush little pools
hot, wet, snuggling up.
The aroma of flowers
as you welcome me
like waves almost overpowers
into her inner sea.
Entranced by the sea
I whisper and yell.
You lull me endlessly
as her caresses swell.
I open my mouth
but Sahabah silences me
to whisper this about
gagged by kissing free.
Like bottles rolling about
tenderly until we break
clicking teeth and mouth
subsumed by tidal wakes.
We fill each up
and overflow our rims
like wine tipped cups
merging into tidal whims.
I hear you moan
yes more dream poems
slowly, higher in tone
erupting from lips alone.
Words like a prayer
you know I care
flowing everywhere and there
this dream we share.
by Abdul Tawala Ibn Ali Alishtari
Author notes
A poet inspired a rewrite into My companion to oblivion.
I learned in 2005 to write erotica however I am not willing to concede romantic and erotic love to sex without love. Lust and love were given by God so why not celebrate it as our ancestors did. I mostly write of it within the bounds of marriage and role playing. It is best to start with dream sequences and role playing and if crude words don't work replace those terms with ones that you could believe coming from your character's mouths. Other than that have a blast. I believe in using peaceful means if possible in stopping all scams, slavery and abuse of children and women today.
Abdul Tawala Ibn Ali Alishtari
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This too is for you...
This poem From Sahabah to oblivion, http://allpoetry.com/poem/1645932 , I wrote before but it lacked both life and a name without a muse so muse, thank you for everything. Smoosh AT -
Now I read you
looking for oblivion too
for in anothers arms
we experience such charms. -
ah, again
lovely, arousing in a sensual, yet subtle way, and some fine Imagery, Sir...
you make one breathe in and then exhale...
blush in a lovely way as one flows along within this dream taking one into
a sweet
oblivion...

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I do both types of eroticism. That which is physical surrender and poetic but, lets say direct, and that which is more romantic and pendantic and indirect.
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This is how I like erotica or adult poems to be written...with elegance and with the quill of love. Sexuality is the highest expression of love and this is exactly the feeling I get from this poem. Beautifully done in its understated and subtle sensuality! I especially liked the image of "bottles rolling about" - very creative and so vivid...something that speaks to all the senses. Loved the idea of winecups overflowing too! This poem is very sensual, yet also fringed with tenderness. Beautiful poetry - and the title is just perfect too!
~ Nicolette
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Thank you
As I enjoy what you decide to do
I rub my soft hand across your face
Don't worry I'm NOT saying this just to make sure that I place. -
You are so sweet
I'd kiss your feet
you'd be in luck
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I think this poem is such a beautiful piece. I love the way it flows. Oh and thanks for that mini-poem that you sent me. It inspired me to write you this:
You take off my panties as I invite you inside
And it is dick that I start to ride
As I get wetter and wetter
You get harder and harder
It starts to go faster and faster
Yet you go deeper and deeper
Now the next thing that wants to play is your tongue
Slowly but surely I start to cum, Cum, CUM!!!
Now I am done and I read your rules and I'm pretty sure that I'm not breaking one
Kisses!!!!! -
Love lovers loving love.
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Excellent Job. Very sensual and flowed very well. I find it hard to write "short" Erotica. But I like to let it all hang out too hehe. Thanks for your coment! I will check out the contest. Take care and be safe .........Sheila
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Well, my dear friend, I am not sure that anybody could beat the beauty of this verses. Love is something special, as I said, like a growing flowers.
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Such beauty within this piece. The softness and subtleness makes ita very sweet and loving piece.
Blessings
celticmoon
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That's absolutely beautiful.
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My hair is curly so I use pomade to hold it down. Some call it hair glue or stiff stuff but if I don't use it my hair becomes too feminine with long curls and it makes me feel yicky. LOL.
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Glad you enjoyed it.
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Wow! A Very wonderful poem. You did an excellent job writing this. The flow and rhyming is awesome. Keep it up
Peace
Lust -
Oh yes, Oh yes, Oh yes. Now that's what I'm talkin about. (sigh) and it's more like Amazigh.









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