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"There
is no place as erotic as the imagination."
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Writing erotic poetry is an art of its own. Creating an air of
love, lust, passion or any other emotions with only a few select
words and phrases is a unique talent. We are proud to welcome
Laney Redman to our poetry section with five original, erotic
poems, and we hope you enjoy reading her work as much as we did. |
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| Promises
Come to me, I will show you.
Come to me, happiness and love is waiting patiently for
you.
Come to me, I will take all of your fears, your worries,
your regrets and they will disappear.
Come to me, I will make you forget everything except us
Come to me, I will make you believe
Come to me, I will replace all the pain in your life
with joy
Come to me, I will show you how love should be
Come to me, I will make all your nights peaceful
Come to me, I will make your days memorable
Come to me, I will rid you of your inhibitions
Come to me, I will be your everything
Come to me, I will make you my everything
Come to me, love is waiting for you
Come to me, I am waiting for you.
Do you know
Do you know the things of which I dream?
The things that make me smile, make me laugh, make me
sing?
Do you know the things of which I fear?
The things that cause a shiver, a terror, a tear?
Do you know the things of which I trust?
The things that make me see the world is just.
Do you know the things of which I pray?
The things that take the worries away?
Do you know the things of which I tell?
Then I guess you know me-all too well.
Through Clear Glass
Through clear glass, I watch.
I wait and I know you are out there.
I watch as you enter my life
And fulfill my every desire.
Through clear glass, I listen.
I hear the day brighten as my heart sings.
I listen to the harmony
That only we can share.
Through clear glass, I see
As you leave and my heart breaks
I see you walk out of my life
And take my dreams with you.
Through clear glass, I wait
I hope desperately for your return
I wait and watch the world pass
As I watch through clear glass.
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Come to Me
Come to me and we shall fly
Soaring to heights unknown by mere mortals
Wrapped in the tenderness of the other
Let us explore sensations as one
Come to me and we shall make love
Amongst the stars and the heavens
Lost in the moment of this time
Destined to find true bliss together
Come to me and we shall live
In every breath I take, you will be there
Surround by the rapture of you
For every second together and apart
Come to me and we shall dance
Forbidden body language, the ultimate taboo
A gentle kiss, a soft caress, the crack of a strap
Surrendering completely to your will
Come to me and I shall follow you
Forever in time, always in my heart
Following your lead, trusting you always
Giving my life to you, for all time.
Songs of the Heart
They sing quite lovely as they fall.
A quiet, forlorn melody that only I can hear.
Heartbreaking and bittersweet,
Tragic and melancholy.
They sing quite lovely as they fall.
A song that weilds a knife as only I can feel.
Painful and wrenching,
Hurtful and raw.
They sing quite lovely as they fall.
A poignant harmony that only I can live.
Tender and touching,
Sad and still hopeful.
They sing quite lovely as they fall.
The many pieces of a broken heart.
Slivers of memories.
Shavings of fantasy.
They sing quite lovely as they fall.
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MY NEXT-DOOR NEIGHBOR LOOKED ON
EXCITEDLY AS I PLEASURED HIS BEAUTIFUL WIFE
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Two months ago, after years of living in a cramped apartment in a large,
noisy city, I decided to move to the peace and quiet of the suburbs. I
found a cute ranch-style house on Long Island and settled in, happy to
be free of city life and its attendant aggravations. Everyone was so
nice, especially my next-door neighbors, Alex, a gregarious guy with
charisma to spare, and his stunningly beautiful wife, Kim. They made me
feel at home right from the start, and last week their friendliness
reached a new and altogether wonderful level.
It was just a few days after I had moved in that Alex came by to
introduce himself and welcome me to the neighborhood. I met Kim the very
next day, when I was putting some stuff in the garage. Tall, with clear
blue eyes, curly blonde hair that cascaded over her shoulders and an
enticing figure exquisitely defined by a tight white t-shirt and
ass-hugging blue denim cutoffs, she was a sight to behold. We chatted
for a while, with Kim telling me some things about my new neighborhood
and saying how much I'd love it. She seemed as nice as she was beautiful
and, unless it was my imagination, rather flirtatious. I was struck by
the thought that she was sizing me up, checking me out as if her husband
had told her about me and she had come by to see for herself.
That thought stayed in my mind and grew more intriguing in the days and
weeks that followed, as the three of us began doing things together and
grew closer. There were the outdoor barbecues, the ball games, movies at
the mall and concerts in the park, with Kim paying as much, if not more,
attention to me than to Alex. That she liked me, a lot, was obvious, and
if Alex was uncomfortable with his wife's behavior, the way she
flattered me at every chance and hung on my every word, he never said
anything to me. On the contrary, I got the distinct impression that he
was thrilled by how well Kim and I seemed to be getting along.
And then it all came to a head last Saturday night, after dinner at
their place, while we were enjoying drinks in the living room. I should
have seen it coming, I realize now, but still I was taken aback when,
during a moment of silence, Kim, sitting next to me on the couch, looked
over at her husband and asked, "Is it time, honey?"
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