Poetic Rapture

Fallen as we lay

For you I would stay
on my back all day

Spellbound by words

Gave moisture
to thirsty lips

I became such
a naughty girl
gyrating
slicing
through
the cosmos of
enter-galactic ecstasy

Floating in clouds of ideas
coasting in a nimbus cloud
on a milky road of thought

My fresh formulas
are expressed

Oh how I long
for something sweet
and simple as a kiss

Running over lips in
long narrow drips
bitten red and swollen

Letting my metaphors resonate
caressing your emotions
until lifeless words
give forth a breath

Plant upon them
your tongues
flickering kiss

Words crept in
Separated lips
Moistened thighs

Sustaining the energy
that initiated the kiss of life
waned within the afterglow
in the honey moon as we lay

Face-to-Face...We Will Feed
An Insatiable appetite

Tender kisses
echo in my heart

Warm tender breast
(((Heaving)))
under your touch

The heat of your Finger tips
traveling around
my Eternal
 Poetic Temple

Supersonic
tongue moves
til my whispers
are not words anymore

But Vibrations reaching
Galactic black holes
and Pink milkied ways

I speak poetic flows
to you as you leave tremors
in the back of my throat

I want to connect to you
Blend with you
End with you

Nymphomania's nectar
a sweet Poetic Rapture

As I f**k to the
metronome of your hips

I'm a ripe juicy
pomegranate
anticipating
to be bled

But I'm
catching up
regrets like dust

By Samantha Campbell

Author's Note

This poem has a double meaning as usual lol

Metronome : a pulse at an adjustable tempo measured in beats per minute

Reviews

[Jack Isaac]

[random review] If you think bright blue stars are hot, then try this poem! -- I think it reaches nuclear fusion. Then I wonder, if a star is born, how was it conceived? Imagine the romances of the heavens! And then there was the Big Bang --ouch! So many metaphors, so little time. I'm so glad I took the time to review this, absolutely splendid!

[Jed]

I cant even find the words to say just how beautiful this is ... Im blown away truly and utterly so

[Little Birdie]

Beautiful, with a touch of sinister and dark atmosphere.

[Bare trees]

Tori Amos: "No one f***s to a metronome." It would be a little nicer without the cursing. I've seen the word f**k on here so many times it's lost its meaning. I believe it has become one of the most overused words besides moon (Of which I am guilty of using) but besides all that, you have really done some nice sensual work here with some really nice phrases which have already been mentioned. It's clear you've been writing awhile and it shows. Don't hate me. Nice sensual poem.

[Muse]

Running over lips in
long narrow drips
bitten red and swollen

Your writing is delicious...wow!

[Luke Ritta]

loved this poem.....really my kind of work i love.....thank you samantha for writing such great poems, have a nice a weekend.

loved the lines
I'm a ripe juicy
pomegranate
anticipating
to be bled

[SabrinaThePoet]

"As I f**k to the metronome of your hips" that what sexy as f**k, i love it.

[Jibey]

The dream of delight flows through your imagination with a rapture that creates a heavenly bliss - a mind-f*****g that is as sweet, wet and deliciously slippery as the mango - that sadly slips out of the hand and onto the dirt below... But the moistened thighs provide sweet new refreshment, satisfying the lips of the imagination... whetting the appetite once more

[Robbie~xoxo~]

Spellbinding! This is a mesmerizing piece of erotic art! You have done well! You took me on a journey into the galactic ecstasy of your Poetic Rapture...Nicely done Samantha!

[Coyote Poetry]

Your poetry seem to get better with every poem and story. This poem open many good doors and the description allow the reader to fall in the beautiful words. I did like the ending. Thank you for the excellent poem.
Coyote