MY DARK THOUGHTS….ADULT CONTENT

Tag Archives: sensual poetry

12b7df4afdacd3be9ca584f3e80c8e29

He makes me sore, through my pores, and i want

more…..

Pushing my limits, always and more, to my core….

My dark muse brought to life, like a knife he splits,

becomes apart of me, my only plea….

He’s kissed every inch, pinched, leaving

his mark till we part…..

I love feeling him the next morning,

his smell still inside me, sore, till

i want more…..


 

0f55c21a40f301babc56d334c60318bf

Pussy howling, on the prowl to meet and

greet….repeat….

*Image taken from Pinterest*


2fe2669b123587f5af9838f42722964d

That he is adorable, so much younger than me,

but, could he be the key to unlocking…me…..

His eyes like the skies, i want to dip and fly…in

them….

His hair neat, calm, and imagine getting

tangled there, just to hear his breath against

my neck….

I’d like to taste him, hard, soft, maybe, teases

just to see shadows cross over, the afterlife waiting,

baiting, will he, or won’t he….?

Could praying hands touch sin and still

grin?

He knows…because i told him so…..

 

The Skin I Live In: Jedrek Pordzik + Konstantin Vasiliev by Ian Chiang


 

406c1f742f2bc1f414605f5242cbfab0

Tick-Tock and the clock knots….

Here i lay twisted in pink and purrs and you

snoring, ignoring….

My girls want to be be free you see, so,

i obliged, keeping secrets under the

covers, for lovers….

*Picture taken from Pinterest: “La Petite Mort”. French School, 18th Century | Lot | Sotheby’s *

 

Save



social underground

Lols, Urban Art, Clothes & Accessories

inkwellsca

A Student Literary Journal

hands in the garden

dreary poems and rhymes for short attention spans...

Diary of a Psychokiller

take a trip with me to the darkside

scribblingscrabbler

Rippling Juices Of The Bright Eyes

missameliaandsir

Thoughts on an ever-evolving life

chester maynes

Poetry and Poems

Darkland Poetry

Writings from Rachel Firmin

CableScript

. . .can you imagine?

girlpoemsblog.wordpress.com/

During the days in which I choose to conform, I do so with a specific feeling in mind that I want to achieve. A sort of climax that I aim to reach. A feeling effortlessly maintained between the ages of 6-9 and again between the ages of 13-15, when being a girl was simply one of the numerous ways of being.

twistedsweetgirl

Where bad things make you feel good...

dandeliongirl01

Views of a Dandelion Girl

Tshombe Sekou

Poetics & Rumens

Sheila Renee Parker

Author. Paranormal. Romance. Fantasy. Follow Sheila on Twitter! @sheilarparker