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Just a Touch She is one of my personal favorites. Her words never fail to ignite and arouse. Making her way back on to the Erotic Storybook Library dais, please welcome… deepestdesires: Just a touch. So very slight. Against your skin. Under
Sensual. Seductive. Romantic. Passionate. All these describe our next writer’s tumblr. Don’t let that fool you though. She strays often to the naughty and erotic as well. Making her Library debut, this is… thecolorsofmymind: I
fyslytherin: jimenna: Happy St. Valentine’s from me to you guys! :DThe poem is obviously a parody of the cliche “roses are red,” I just tweaked it to fit my needs. ;) This was in our formspring. & I love love love it.
story-dj: Top Rated Poetry. “Take it from a non-poetry reader: this book is a gem, destined to become timeless.” Amazon Customer Review. “Loved the poems, a very great read. Once I started reading it was hard to stop.” Amazon Customer
adrasteiax: “Happiness? Even the scent is cold.” — Marina Tsvetaeva, from Bus in “Bride Of Ice: New Selected Poems” [translated by Elaine Feinstein]
derangedrhythms:Oh the blackness is murderousAnne Sexton, Love Poems; from ‘Again and Again and Again’
chrisatencio101: The business is my favorite poem star. Business he’s so Perfect Ha’s and amazing cock
memoriasinvisiveis: knight-templar-ca: She is the poem….. Written in Portuguese
continuants: heartsfarts: As the semester is slowly and painfully coming to an end, it’s an appropriate time to make another issue!! We are looking for poems, essays, illustrations, photos, collages, lists, your personal self love tips, etc.
weltenwellen:Ellen Bass, “The Thing Is”, Poetry of Presence: An Anthology of Mindfulness Poems
violentwavesofemotion: “My tomb becomes a kind of paradise.” — John Berryman, from The Heart Is Strange: Poems; “Selected Sonnets,”
angry-poems: this month’s horoscopes AQUARIUS: dark water fills your room from an unknown sourcePISCES: discomfort brought by floating objectsARIES: everyday items pretend to be bonesTAURUS: UNCERTAIN UNCERTAIN UNCERTAINGEMINI: the moon is swallowed
australet789: Finished it! I know I’m horribly late but this was for Valentine’s day. Add context I just wanted to make fluff.If you want to know what the poem says, is a traslation i found of rhyme XXI of Gustavo Adolfo Bécquer ;)
Dudes are so annoying during sex like you want me to do poem shit when you have regular dick...you want me to bounce I promise you don't have enough dick for me to hop too much. Wanna Fuck me on a wall?! Your dick is going to fall out! Like stop getting
nevaehtyler: destinyrush: Watch This Powerful Reminder To Say Sandra Bland’s Name By Kai Davis, Nayo Jones & Jasmine Combs In their poem “Sandra Bland”, (called after the 28-year-old Black woman who was found hanged in her jail cell in
These bastards! Those thieves! Them cowards! They take and take. They give not, they share not. They waste all that is good and they shit it out. They shit it out over what was left, so that they are the only ones to have. They want more, they are
sometimes I think it’s good that no one ask for my opinions and even if no one ask for it, I say it anyway, where no one is there to hear it. It don’t have to be heard but yet it can be said at the same time…that feeling feels great.
bebemoon: “You, dear, star, art-breath,” — John Berryman, from The Heart Is Strange: Poems; “Selected Sonnets,” (via violentwavesofemotion)
metamorphesque:― Salma Deera, Letters From Medea[text ID: The centre of every poem is this: / I have loved you. / I have had to deal with that.]
chrisatencio101: The business is my favorite poem star. Holy shit that’s hot! Everything about it. Love to have seen him sucking dick 10 years ago!
visual-poetry: hünfeld is a town in germany with more than 100 concrete poems on house fronts. “das offene buch in hünfeld”
story-dj: Five Star Rated Poetry. “Take it from a non-poetry reader: this book is a gem, destined to become timeless.” Amazon Customer Review. “Loved the poems, a very great read. Once I started reading it was hard to stop.” Amazon Customer
story-dj: Could You Ever Live Without? - Top Rated Poetry.“Take it from a non-poetry reader: this book is a gem, destined to become timeless.” Amazon Customer Review.“Loved the poems, a very great read. Once I started reading it was hard to stop.”
In moments like this, when I am so afraid, all I want is for you to hold my hand. Like you do when we are dancing, and the song ends, so you give me one last spin, and then take me back into your arms, intertwining our fingers, capturing my
our-fairy-tale-love: I don’t need stuff. Honestly. I don’t need presents or rings or candies. I don’t need poems or songs or flowers or romantic dinners. All I need is for you to truly listen to me when I complain about my life or repeat stories
passinnotesinsecrecy: this is my favourite poem ever
walking-geema: “Spring has returned. The Earth is like a child that knows poems.” Rainier Maria Rilke
-loner: This poem is written from the point of view of someone who has lost others to suicide.
weltenwellen: Jennifer Willough, from “The Sun Is Still A Part Of Me”, Beautiful Zero: Poems
violetline: “The centre of every poem is this: I have loved you. I have had to deal with that.” — Letters from Medea, Salma Deera
Poetry is the evidence of life
missdanidaniels: The bush. Is here. To stay. If you. Don’t like it. Then go away. - a poem by @suckingallthedicks
dcharmaine: “My next poem is about the internet.” Poetry With Zack
sighpie: the poem and image is not by me. I just merely combined both and edited it.
orange-heart: i hold it true, whate’er befall I feel it when sorrow most: ‘Tis better to have loved and lost Than never to have loved at all This is one paragraph from the poem of Alfred, Lord
ladystardustsoul: “Spring has returned. The Earth is like a child that knows poems.” Rainer Maria Rilke
langleav: Found these two gorgeous books in a little second hand bookshop. ‘The Poem’ by Vladimir Nabokov is pure magic. xo Lang
fabjewlous: i dont even remember what the original ‘roses are red violets are blue’ poem is anymore
bollykecks: Last push at any contributions for my next zine, the theme is general winter feels, new year, strange thoughts, BEING A TEEN… I’m looking for articles, poems, PHOTO JOURNALS, art, playlists, reviews, recipes… anything you really want
louisinpanties: a poem about early october: leaves are falling from the trees why the fUCK IS IT 75 DEGREES
Your eyes are on mine as you make your way down my body. Your hands exploring every curve. I close my eyes and fall into the wonderful labyrinth that is your lust. I’m free falling into the unknown, but your lips guide me to sweet serendipity.
themindislikeaslideruler: “This poem is dedicated to the Holy Roman Catholic Church, politicians everywhere, the New York Yankees, and everyone else who keeps fucking up my shit.”
imbryonykate: Send me a ‘hi’ and I will put my playlist on shuffle, write down the first line of five songs and give it to you as a poem.
story-dj: Five Star Rated Poetry.“Take it from a non-poetry reader: this book is a gem, destined to become timeless.” Amazon Customer Review.“Loved the poems, a very great read. Once I started reading it was hard to stop.” Amazon Customer Review.“This
She is the poem you never dared to write💎
xxnikkimariexx: sea-of-infinity: -loner: This poem is written from the point of view of someone who has lost others to suicide. I’m crying now. :’(
Photo - brynhilder.deviantart.com Like the sands of time through the hour glass, our lives pass us by. If there were only time to make it last, every second is another opportunity gone by. I know I should slow things down, and be patient as we grow.
Paint it black, left to die Through the pain and hollowed cries. Paint it black and bleed the sky, Scream of lost dreams as he dies. Make a friend of pain, have a friend for life he’s told to sooth his mind. But pain is all I’ve ever known
Yeah, Fuck You Too
leucanthus: leucanthus: already gone // n.j.b this poem is one of my favourites that i have ever written, because it really speaks the truth of some shitty times i have been through
craved: “He is exactly the poem I wanted to write.” — Mary Oliver (via quotemadness)
sadellite: passinnotesinsecrecy: this is my favourite poem ever MY BOYFRIEND DOESNT GET THE JOKE
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