LUST...by talile ali
WET MY LIPS
COMB MY HAIR
STEP OUT OF THE SHOWER
AND INTO HER LAIR
LIGHTS ARE OFF
THE BEDS A MESS
YOU LYING THERE
TOTALLY UNDRESSED
IT'S TIME TO DANCE
IT'S ON THE FLOOR
RUMPLED AND WRINKLED
AND READY FOR MORE
SPEED SUPPLANTS
THE DESIRE SOMEHOW
SOME ARE TO QUICK
AND THAT'S A FOUL
BUT WITH SOME PLAY
THE GAMES A FOOT
AND BABE IS ON
AND I AM COOKED
TOTALLY BASTED
REAMED TO THE FLOOR
BEGGING FOR MERCY
BEGGING FOR MORE
TIME IS ALL OVER
SO IS THE AIR
SWEAT IS ALL DRIPPING
DOWN THE FRONT STAIRS
IT DOESN'T MATTER
HANDS ON THE RAIL
DOING EACH OTHER
TILL WE ARE BOTH INHALED
CONSUMED AND INFUSED
OUR HANDS AND OUR SOUL
WANTING TO DO IT
TIL WE EXCEED OUR GOALS
EYES POPPING FRENZIED
PLEADING FOR JUST
ONE MORE EXCURSION
INTO THOSE BUST
MASSAGING AND PUMPING
THRUSTING AND DRENCHED
LUST IS FOR THOSE
WHO ENJOY BEING BENCHED
LUST IS FOR THOSE
WHO ENJOY GETTING WRENCHED
IN THE SWEAT AND THE AROMA
A LUST- MAKING STENCH
poem by Talile Ali
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CAN'T TRUST THE BUST...by talile ali
CAN'T TRUST THE BUST
CAN'T TRUST THE BUST
CAN'T TRUST THE BUST
SUCCUMB TO LUST
CAN'T TRUST THE BUST
EVERY TIME I WALK AROUND
THEN SUDDENLY SEE A WELL SCULPTED PAIR
ALL OF A SUDDEN I FEEL A RUSH,
TOTALLY DAZZLED, JUST HAD TO BE THERE
SO FRAZZLED, BOUNCING WITHOUT A CARE
CAN'T TRUST THE BUST
CAN'T TRUST THE BUST
SUCCUMB TO LUST
CAN'T TRUST THE BUST
DON'T MATTER IF THEY MATCH OR NOT
REAL SATISFACTION, AND THAT'S SAYING A LOT
MY HANDS AND LIPS ARE IN CONTROL
I LOVE THEM BREAST, THEY ARE MY GOAL
CAN'T TRUST THE BUST
CAN'T TRUST THE BUST
SUCCUMB TO LUST
CAN'T TRUST THE BUST
poem by Talile Ali
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Fantasy IV
Pounce of nipple
Snatches,
Catches me off guard
Flounce and ripple
Thro' the breasts
Arrests
Landing hard,
I'm flung upon my back
To analyse the ceiling -
No appealing under stress
Now under dress -
Panties gone
And she upon
My countenance -
I rouse to bait
Her feminine way
Lead astray by
Aromatic warming
Of her womanhood,
I tune her body's
Resonance
Thro' eloquence of tongue -
Her shrieking
Highly strung
We up the play
Copyright © Mark R Slaughter 2012
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poem by Mark R Slaughter
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Completing All The Touches
Her pupil shone –
Black stole a peek
Her smile wore sleek
Beneath a knowingness
That I would seek
A slipping down of garments,
Jealous of their role
To hide the jewels that complement,
Completing all the touches.
Copyright © Mark R Slaughter 2011
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poem by Mark R Slaughter
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Witch
Eyes, rivulets of red that run beneath a canopy
Of green-tinged lashes –
Tear blood playing on the grey-white skin,
Stretched across the twin peaks of cheekbone.
That slender pillar of a neck –
Magnet of eroticism, blinds to
Veins gorging on the flesh,
Dancing under pulse of blood –
Or whatever pumps inside.
Coal-black lips word intentions –
Castigations – variations of the horror
She was born to be.
O the hair! – a flame-orange avalanche
Thundering down to Hell
Where seething mounds of torn bodies lost their souls
To viler wants and fouler holes of
Scatological minds.
And the plunge of lavish breast –
E’er the siren’s weapon! –
Baits the mortal man –
Were he to chance his hand across
The certainty of doom.
But still we go, our weakness on display –
Hers will not a challenge be to see to our decay.
Copyright © Mark R Slaughter 2011
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poem by Mark R Slaughter
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Talons of a Gothic Mind
She of talons, borne from gothic mind-
Steel of blue her chilly stare,
Pitch of black her fetid blood-
Whence there came an evil flare
To terrorise the weeping kind
Befogged in mental mire; to rape
The shore with phallic waves -
And all for lust, her one desire:
Corrupt the sand of innocence
Without a case for penitence,
Or cause for such as reticence -
While coming on her priapismic fire.
Copyright © Mark R Slaughter 2009
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poem by Mark R Slaughter
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Search Party
You touched my tongue
With yours - blending buds,
Kindling minds, racing worlds,
Unifying two lovers - one body.
Tongues wrestled violently,
Fluidly, in fluid -
Juice flowed, fluidity rousing -
Endorphin storms erupted;
Hearts raged, blood gorged
Cock, clit, tit.
Search-party hands
- desperate -
Found their feelings,
Feeling up, squeezing, sliding,
Rubbing, working, fingers fiddling.
Lungs breathed - sighing, rushing,
Panting, huffing, heaving
- ciliated turmoil.
Hearts worked harder,
Forcing blood torrents;
Whirlpool minds raced,
Blinded, careless, caring, daring.
Clothes faded, cast out - jetsam.
Skin flesh moulded, melded -
Oh to split! for
Inner flesh wanted in.
Pulses pounded,
Rounded mounds flirted nipples
At the lips;
Phallus begging, forcing, pushing,
Pushed;
Ripples crossing skin dunes
Under shudders:
The Quake of Coming - coming -
Came.
We came.
We found.
Copyright © Mark R Slaughter 2010
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poem by Mark R Slaughter
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Love And Lust
Each shall have a room, as they are distinct
As love is blind, lust has eyes wide open for its games
As love is day, lust is the night at the bar
As love speaks the truth, lust can just lay silent looking for the tasty froth
Love need not be beautiful but lust makes it a requisite
Love may abstain, but lust cannot
By its nature it thrives in banquets
Love is pure but lust goes to mud in all wild wrestling for what it desires
I can love you without lust
But you may not like it after all
I love and lust you
And in you
Love and lust shall
Hold hands, kiss tight, hiss all the night
Love and lust
The two becoming one
To both of us
So this union may last
This communion of souls.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Thank You Lust
o lust!
you are lying widely
there in my body and mind
i know long there have been
opposing sounds which you find
but darling lust,
i am grateful to you
i learnt a surprising thing
what a sheer lust could do?
each time when i had been left alone
at a foggy platform
you made me to
move against every storm
they said
it was strength of soul
i say
it was only lust that's all
you made me to learn
riding on a flying cloud
you told me that
even a choked throat
will sing aloud
you taught me to enjoy
music of raindrops on roof
you powered me to carry on
with bleeding hoof
thank you lust, for
evolving the depth of my heart
thank you lust, for sweetening
the bread of my part
thank you lust, for giving me
your feet for the run
thank you lust,
for imparting me the aeons of fun
thank you lust,
for your teachings
to admire the moon
thank you lust,
for granting me
songs and the tune.
poem by Bharat Mehru
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As The Night Draws In
The night drew in, the moon lowered hiding from the world
Passion consumed with the lust of love
A night of power and joy
Pleasure and relief
Sensitive music and scented candles to set a mood
New sheets soon to be dirtied and defiled as pleasure consumes the conscious mind
Lips met one time, then twice and then more often as the night moved on
Heat of lust becoming apparent as the sweat started to flow
The act of sex upon them now
Who will take the lead?
Who will dominate and who will follow?
They knew soon enough as one of them proceeded to get on all fours
But before the act began a kiss short on sweet from his lips to his
The pleasure began, intense it began to come
Stereotypes and worries replaced by pleasure and lust
They're conscious minds giving away control
Time drew on and pleasure intensified
A climax was near
One man's love for another
The others lust for the man
The act of love and lust was almost over
The Climax had been delivered and enjoyed by both men
Upon they're dirty sheets they lay
Exhausted but happy of their night of joy
In love now they sleep
Ready soon for their next night of lust.
poem by Daniel Laurence
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Has the woman arrived?
I have seen her picture, the one you are proud of
She is indeed beautiful
With long, brownish curly hair
Her smile is longing for you
It is moist
And warm
When was the last time you kissed her?
Two years, four, five
Or even one
It is such a long time
And you said you were crazy for her
Her neck entwined to yours
Her nails buried subcutaneously to your soul
Her sweat immersed to your
Chest hair and whirling in your
Masculine nipples
Captured
Your tongues twist like snakes in heat
In some isolated swamps
In your two mouths
You surely miss those thoughts of her
And she comes back to you
Like a breeze in the sea
And you wait
Here she comes. Hold your breath
Be kind enough. Use your fingers like tendrils to her
Vines. Be cautious, she is fragile, too glassy.
Lift her like
An expensive Chinese porcelain.
Then break her so gently
She will ask for it
Through the welcomes of her eyes
Like hands saying
Come to me come to me
Break me gently
Break me gently
I am closing my eyes I am spreading my self to this universe
She gleams in fading lights.
And you will be her strong darkness to blend
The colors of love, desire, lust, longing,
Love and lust, lust and love.
Feel her, dissolve in her softness
Your tenderness now diffused.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Mistress and dogs
Mistress and dogs
~
There is a selfish satisfaction
Set amongst the sweat and shame
In the messed up bedrooms
Clothes lay scattered on the floor
Thrown in a moment of lust
A savage wild wanting desire
That took hold and passed so quick
It was barely even given a second thought
Now having had their piece of meat
Liars, cheaters, lover’s lay still
Smiling without talking
What brought them here?
Sex sells it’s overpowering
Makes good men weak
And weak women stronger
None are right to cast judgement
Both are as guilty as the other
They’re lying breathless
Thinking of that shower
To mask their shame and lies
Knowing it will be repeated
When chance allows
poem by Matthew Holloway
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Lust...
Lust destroyed my love
Lust pushed away my one
Lust made me weak
Lust took the one love
Lust killed my happiness
Lust is a sin I committed
Lust, I shouldn't had done
Lust got my suffocating
Lust made light turn into darkness
Lust made me miss my wife
Lust, my innocent girl is hurt
Lust I hurt myself too
Lust I miss my family I built
Lust, you were my biggest mistake....
poem by Joy O'Pateng
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Lust
Lust is what I speak tonight,
Lust is what I see tonight,
Lust is what I feel tonight,
And I Lust You.
Show me your Body
inside out…
no clothes on,
no holds barred…
bit by bit,
part by part,
give me your smells,
and your sweat…
give me what all you have
every naked bit of yours,
I want to see All of yours.
feel my hands
feel my legs
feel my torso
my body begs…
Come on me
and make me wet
juices flowing…
feel the heat…
together, we’ll
make ‘us’ meet.
If Lust be sin,
So be it…
For I am a Woman,
And you a Man.
How can I love you
and not lust you?
For Me,
Love and Lust,
go hand in hand…
for I am a Woman
and you are my Man.
poem by Aparna Chatterjee
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They Lust
They Lust!
Don't let them fool you.
Under that self righteous,
'Holier-than-thou' veneered exterior...
They lust.
That's the only thing they do,
That can be trusted.
They lust.
Whether it's sex, violence
Or drugs from others they sell to bust!
They lust.
The weapons they legalize to hunt and kill,
Just for thrills to satisfy their mental ills.
They lust!
And stealing and lieing with covered up shrills!
They lust.
Don't let them fool you.
If they didn't...
They wouldn't be asking God,
To forgive them for what they do!
They lust and pray.
And take they do from others that way!
They lust.
Deluded...
By their own self deception.
And this is not admitted.
Nor will they quit it.
They lust.
It's in the fabric they wear.
And dare those who oppose,
This exposure!
Seeking excuses and remedies,
To mask their misdeeds...
Feed and breathe.
They lust!
To protect and gratify their whims!
They lust in view.
And deny that's what they do.
They lust.
Self destructing...
With a willful absence of shame.
They lust...
And it is done,
As they imprison others to blame...
For doing the same.
They lust.
While watching those who suffer.
They lust.
And this excites them!
Even when betraying one another.
They lust.
That's the only thing they do,
That can be trusted.
They lust.
It's in the fabric of their allegiances,
They pledge to keep obeyed.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Lust
Don't Let Lust Get You
It Will Betray, The One You Love
The One You Love Won't Trust If You Let Lust Get You
Don't Let Lust Get You
It Will Trick You
It Will Leave You, The One You Love Won't
Don't Let Lust Get You
It Will Tell You That It Loves You. But Really Doesn't
It ill Hurt You Every Time
Don't Let Lust Get You
Because In The End Your The One That Feels Like Shit! ! !
poem by Latasha Dixon
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Crawling Back To You
Everybody knows
that I was such a fool
to ever let go of you
But baby I was wrong
And yeah I know I said
We'd be better off alone
It was time that we moved on
I know I broke your heart
I didn't mean to break your heart
But baby, here I am
Banging on your front door
My pride's spilled on the floor
My hands and knees are bruised
And I'm crawling back to you
Begging for a second chance
Are you gonna let me in?
I was running from the truth
And now I'm crawling back to you
I know you're in there
And you can make me wait
But I'm not going away
It's the least that I can do
Is to tell you face to face
I was lying to myself
Now I'm dying in this hell
Girl, I know you're mad
I can't blame you for being mad
But baby, here I am
Banging on your front door
My pride's spilled on the floor
My hands and knees are bruised
And now I'm crawling back to you
Begging for a second chance
Are you gonna let me in?
I was running from the truth
And now I'm crawling back to you
If you could see
these tears I'm crying
Touch these hands
that can't stop shaking
Heal my heart
that's heavily bleeding
You would see a different man
But baby, here I am
Banging on your front door
My pride's spilled on the floor
My hands and knees are bruised
And I'm crawling back to you
Begging for a second chance
Are you gonna let me in?
I was running from the truth
And now I'm crawling back to you
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Partners Of Infidelity
In stone I sunder, the lust we garner,
we keep, we garner, above the sun were under,
surpass the unknown masses, for the making of this world,
parallels the lust we've mastered, Once in time you were my matron,
Lived love before lust, With others we share our lives, live lust before trust,
oh how bleak of a maiden? , imbecilic of a lad?
for we are partners of infidelity, behind a lovers mask,
Until my death reaches out and grasp hands with yours,
We eat away at their hearts, forever & more!
poem by Pyeceen River
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Burnning Lust!
Your love is like fire,
It wraps around my body with crazy desire,
Burning passion running through your sole,
Burning flame takes the toll,
When looking at me with hot lust,
Makes my body and heart always trust,
Your eyes melt my heart,
Making it hard for me to start,
You’re like fire, lust, and passion,
Wanting you in this crazy fashion,
Being tempted with all your heat,
Our body’s begging just to meet!
poem by Skye McKay
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Is it love or lust
Is it love or lust
I can not say
Is it love or lust
I think of her everyday
She is always there
When i need her most
I love her so dear
That I should not boast
Is it love or lust
Her with her sunshine blonde hair
Is it love or lust
I see her everywhere
I lust for her sweet tender kiss
I await with such delight
One taste would be such bliss
That i take my lips and bite
Is it love or lust
I can not tell
Is it love or lust
With the way my heart swells
It is up to you my dear
To give the answer that is right
My heart is your's to steer
In the direction you want tonight
poem by Adam Wilson
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Lets Dance To The Tune Of Lust
The world says hush
It's not the time to rush
Forget the things which are must
Let's dance to the tune of lust
The common man may feel disgusted
Their manhood has got rusted
So ladies tighten your bust
Forget the things which are must
Let's dance to the tune of lust
Fill environment with moans and groans
Flush out every booming drone
Entice the world with bust, booty and curves
Burst every man's crust
Forget the things which are must
Lets dance to the tune of lust
Blast the society,
Blast the blasphemous rules
We aren't 21st century fools
Blow out cynical and old fashioned dust
Just forget the things which are must
Let's dance to the tune of lust
poem by Freespirit Juneja
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