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Land of Wanna BeA Poem by Celie RosePlace of pure enjoyment and satisfaction. |
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Cupboard SexA Poem by Alias“We should hide in here for a while.” He says. It made no sense, he doesn’t need to hide, he works here. He reaches his f.. |
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Morning RoutineA Poem by AliasOut of bed, I watch myself in the mirror. From the corner of my eye I observe every step.It is not vanity that makes me look, though many thin.. |
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Voices in the NightA Poem by Gerry LegisterHotel floor walks during the night, has many things taking place behind closed doors |
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Guilty PleasuresA Poem by TieraJWritingAddiction can be a very powerful thing. How far someone allows it to take the defines the intensity of it all. |
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SwitchA Poem by SpokenWordBDSM |
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Something I TreasureA Poem by Clara KevieWhen you find something you treasure,Something that gives you great pleasureAnd you think it would be even more enjoyableIf you shared it with someone.. |
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HimA Poem by Summer DaisyI met him yesterday, unannounced and uninvited |
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Weather the salty seas.A Poem by Veronica StaehleThis salty prose/poem became alive by use of visual typography while navigating the deep seas of the world my mind thinks. Stream of consciousness. |
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My Morning TreatA Poem by Sylvia ChikaI cradle you in my palms Pretty you in a lovely… ...Mmm… The sensation Your warmth You make me feel just right Yo.. |
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Sometimes The Wind WhispersA Poem by Jeannie StevensPoem that speaks of the wind blowing away all our cares and woes. |
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Crazy LegsA Poem by Slow LeakCrazy are your legs when blood flows between themWhen the thick, dark hair gets matted and the heat builds beneath themMolting womb! I cry, what moves.. |
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Platony.A Poem by Desert Rosea Pebble,in the Belly of Insanity,an ice cube,in the Mouth of Hell,a Blaze,in the Gale of a Trachea,a Breeze,in the Maze of a Nose.an Aroma,with every.. |
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Worth it?A Poem by JaniceKJA short poem. About people spend too much time focusing on self-pleasure. |
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Pleasure SeakerA Poem by OverEmotionPleasure Seeker. I inhale Your soft skin, And drink up The way you Look at me. I get high From the way You smile, And get t.. |
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The Drug.A Poem by OmarThis poem deals with the destructive force of the most beautiful and powerful narcotic of all time, love. It also describes all the things I did to re.. |
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