soft and slow

poems for the lustful (18+)

for the lustful sinners with sticky hands

All poems written by me, myself, and I

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The Bedroom

Below you, I feel no shame

On top, I feel vulnerable

When your breath touches my skin

It sends a heat that not even the air can spare

I swore to never love you

But when you are above me

I am yours

(from: a bucket of lemons by melanie o.)

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Sheets

I lie here dripping

As you walk away

You have no clue

The mess you’ve made

I gasp into the night

Hoping one day this will be us

Flesh at midnight

Tangled together

Telling me how long you’ve craved this

Wanted this

As I hit my peak

I turn over and smell you

All over my sheets

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Pondering

Enfolded in thoughts of you

I allow myself to wonder

How would you feel?

How do your lips taste?

Why don’t I just touch you?

I want you

Therefore, we should fuck each other senselessly

Until my legs wrap around you, shaking

Time and time again

A secret trust

Filled with lust

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Craving You

Tonight I will play with myself

Imagining my fingers as your own

I will touch my lips

Craving your every kiss

Moaning softly into the air

As I reach for you

But you’re not there

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Attachment

You carve yourself inside of me slowly

Dripping water to distract the burn

Making me want more

You know what you’re doing

I sense a taste of your affectionate pace

Wrapping my hair in your hands

Anxiously waiting to be in your space

(from: a bucket of lemons by melanie o.)

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Yours

I am yours

Guide me where you want me

Taste me as you please

Kiss me lightly

Harder…

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Contact

The smell of you destroys me

The scent that lingers on my skin

Until the water runs over my body

Rinsing off our lustful sins

I must see you again

To replace the sweat that we shared skin to skin

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Matter of Time

The thought of all we could’ve done

How many times could your hands have run through my hair?

How many times would I have moaned into your breath?

Scratching your back as we rest

I wonder what was so bad that held us back

Fear or trust, temptation, and lust

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I hope you enjoyed.

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