Awaken in the dead of night,
all is calm the moon is bright.
On the streets the moon does shine,
nicely upon this bed of mine!
All alone,
he isn't home.
Raising the phone
there is no dial tone
I’m left to finger my own.
Across my breast, fingers roam,
nipples have greatly grown.
Slightly twisting, I start to moan.
Flicking, pinching, pain is shown,
a gentle lick then wind is blown.
Harder then ever known,
nipples now a solid stone.
Eyes closed I focus on him
all the while, I burn within.
Passion consumes my peace
as I caress and then release.
Hold my breath
hand mislead
Passion now fills my head.
Missing him in my bed
nipples now erotically red
due to pressure fed.
On the floor I am spread
ready to shed
heats thread…
Nipples nice and taut
urges tempted then fought
within my mind I am caught
by erect and alertness that is brought
by my hands I’m at fault
for certain pleasuring has been sought.
Author notes
Erotic Challenge Side Fun
DLC-Jem Was to assign three poets pics of her own making and I was chosen..here is the link where you can find the pictures and poets she had challenged to write for her art.
http://allpoetry.com/poem/4093367
I only wish write to do it justice..Great Artwork DLC.
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I just went to the pictures and I do believe you did them all justice. Your words and descriptions are pure and vigorating sensually. You certainly do know how to pleasure and never lose that touch (pun intended).
Ted E
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Tingle
and tantalizing. Enjoy your erotic writes.
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The dead of the night...
in the moonlight I can see two dazzling moons of yours
while you lie in your natural shape on your lucky bed
you're home alone
so you make the most of it
by using your pretty fingers in an artistic way
your fingers start roaming across your your breasts
touching, rubbing and teasing the pink cherries of yours
you twist slightly
and begin moaning sweetly
...as sweet as a Shakespearean sonnet
or a Keatsonian lyric...
you flick
you pinch
first gently...like a breeze...
then hard...like a wind
you become harder and harder with the sweet cherries
till they grow as solid as a stone...
What a sight to see!
How amazing!
How lustful!
You burn within
the fire is not less than a wild forest fire
passion consumes your peace
and you caress yourself skillfully
and then releasy beautifully
The hand action is going on
you hold your breath
and continue the creative activity
your sweet pink nipples are now erotically red due to the pressure applied by you
You spread your sexy legs while lying on the floor...naked...
Oh my...the NIPPLES!
the pink-red nipples...
the..hard...erect...taut nipples
What an exotic view!
Never seen before!
Never enjoyed the sight of a voluptous hot girl before!
Oh my...it's much too much for me!
I cannot resist it....
Kissing...caressing...rubbing...licking...sucking..you name it, my sweetest love!
Galaxy2
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Alright girl you turned the heat up didnt you????
Yummy grat job and thanks so much for...the comment...the turn on..your awesome
love
Passions
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Yes indeed Tory, this was one grade A piece.
Absolutely wonderful.
Love ya girl
Candace -
*peeks a little through eyes*
whoa momma that was.....um.....steamy.
awesomeness
lubb
Tasha
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Excellent Write!
You are such a little weaver yourself ya know.
You can really get things fired up here at AP!
You go girl, and congrates on the new form. Bravo!
Much love, Timothy aka Servant of Shadows.
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Brilliant!!!
Superb poem for a Jem painting. You remain th eabsolute Queen of erotica on AP. Wonderful stuff.
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Silly tart I am, you have me crying as you have done this soooooo bloody beautifully, I knew you would do the painting justice. Thank you Tory xxxxxx
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very nicely done in monorhyme stanzas baby. An excellent piece for the challenge. Good luck sweetheart. Love you...Scott
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