Submissions by CeCeLyric
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
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EROTIC POEM
Published
15th May 2013 3:10pm
15th May 2013 3:10pm
The One I Always Wanted
..and I seen him from afar
Life in slow motion.
My existence tortured by the reality I couldn't grasp
He whom I desired could never be mine
I was currently operative to the happenings of them,
watching his smile form, his reaction to her touch,
his hands to her body.
I loved to watch, I hated to accept
Visualizing myself on his side, visions of our lives.
The visual as vivid as a bright color,
that I'd follow them to keep up with the fantasy.
She was me. Demanding he have her anywhere.
She was me. Catering to the needs of him, ...
Life in slow motion.
My existence tortured by the reality I couldn't grasp
He whom I desired could never be mine
I was currently operative to the happenings of them,
watching his smile form, his reaction to her touch,
his hands to her body.
I loved to watch, I hated to accept
Visualizing myself on his side, visions of our lives.
The visual as vivid as a bright color,
that I'd follow them to keep up with the fantasy.
She was me. Demanding he have her anywhere.
She was me. Catering to the needs of him, ...
269 reads
6 Comments
EROTIC POEM
Published
18th Apr 2013 5:54am
18th Apr 2013 5:54am
Southern Hospitality Call
568 reads
18 Comments
EROTIC POEM
Published
12th Apr 2013 4:06am
12th Apr 2013 4:06am
HIM
His Essence, impeccable.
His smile, bright as summer mornings.
His voice, as deep as the well behind the old farm
speaking eloquently, with conversations to last til dawn.
I want him.
He isn't mine!
I close my eyes & pretend he is...
My tongue so desperately dancing
with his, to the beat of my throbbing treasure.
His lips, committed to mine.
I appreciate him. I show him.
His neck holds the scent of expensive cologne
and the taste of Godiva chocolate.
This is his spot.
Weakening his entire body
strengthening his...
His smile, bright as summer mornings.
His voice, as deep as the well behind the old farm
speaking eloquently, with conversations to last til dawn.
I want him.
He isn't mine!
I close my eyes & pretend he is...
My tongue so desperately dancing
with his, to the beat of my throbbing treasure.
His lips, committed to mine.
I appreciate him. I show him.
His neck holds the scent of expensive cologne
and the taste of Godiva chocolate.
This is his spot.
Weakening his entire body
strengthening his...
420 reads
12 Comments
EROTIC POEM
Published
29th Mar 2013 00:39am
29th Mar 2013 00:39am
Three Twenty-Seven
An hour until her holiday was celebrated
The time almost drew nigh
He promised to greet her by 12
To bring in a new year of life
She answers the door wearing his shirt
11:59 the doorbell rang its fancy tune
She glides her hips as he sings
"Happy Birthday" carries into the bedroom
He kisses her body until he reaches her age
Sliding his tongue into her treasure
Gifting her with a sensational moment
A meal he'd be sure to remember
In & out, leaving nothing forbidden
Her treasure is a habitant of his tongue...
The time almost drew nigh
He promised to greet her by 12
To bring in a new year of life
She answers the door wearing his shirt
11:59 the doorbell rang its fancy tune
She glides her hips as he sings
"Happy Birthday" carries into the bedroom
He kisses her body until he reaches her age
Sliding his tongue into her treasure
Gifting her with a sensational moment
A meal he'd be sure to remember
In & out, leaving nothing forbidden
Her treasure is a habitant of his tongue...
295 reads
6 Comments
EROTIC POEM
Published
23rd Feb 2013 1:27am
23rd Feb 2013 1:27am
She & The 5th Day of The Week
555 reads
12 Comments
EROTIC POEM
Published
22nd Feb 2013 3:58pm
22nd Feb 2013 3:58pm
Poetically Eloped
His pen can talk...
I hear the words uttered in my heart
Whispering at me to be led by its movement
With each written out word, my life is displayed
And I cringe at the thought of his words being brought to life
Painting vivid scenes of what his pen demands
He recites his beautiful words to me
We mingle & laugh after his poetry
I'm drawn, he's sparking up chemistry
We're alone in a room full of energy
He's taking photos, answering questions
Filling his contact directory
I'm posing, signing autographs
Waiting for him to...
I hear the words uttered in my heart
Whispering at me to be led by its movement
With each written out word, my life is displayed
And I cringe at the thought of his words being brought to life
Painting vivid scenes of what his pen demands
He recites his beautiful words to me
We mingle & laugh after his poetry
I'm drawn, he's sparking up chemistry
We're alone in a room full of energy
He's taking photos, answering questions
Filling his contact directory
I'm posing, signing autographs
Waiting for him to...
315 reads
4 Comments
STORY POEM
Published
18th Feb 2013 5:03pm
18th Feb 2013 5:03pm
When I See You
..And just like that, he has me.
Makes it difficult for me to maintain the ability
I have to serve my customers
See, "he" has a name that I've never asked about
Three years at 8:15 he's on time for his daily French Vanilla,
Croissant with jelly & butter, carrying a smile to die for
I've fantasized about him, took bathroom breaks to
Imagine our bodies one, in awe of what lies beneath
He'd never know. Instead, I continue to be generous, adding
extra sugar, & giving an innoent grin each time.
I mean, sometimes I'm...
Makes it difficult for me to maintain the ability
I have to serve my customers
See, "he" has a name that I've never asked about
Three years at 8:15 he's on time for his daily French Vanilla,
Croissant with jelly & butter, carrying a smile to die for
I've fantasized about him, took bathroom breaks to
Imagine our bodies one, in awe of what lies beneath
He'd never know. Instead, I continue to be generous, adding
extra sugar, & giving an innoent grin each time.
I mean, sometimes I'm...
147 reads
4 Comments
EROTIC POEM
Published
6th Feb 2013 3:15pm
6th Feb 2013 3:15pm
Sensual Kiss
Seven years later
I ran into Caleeb
The guy who took my virginity
I erased that moment indubitably
He had his way, & was through with me
I've learned from that to pleasure myself
He lacked to show me passion
I don't regret giving him my gift
I just wish he hadn't dashed and-
Left me feeling like the average college freshmen
Academics minor, social life paraded by sin
Never called to check on me- to see if I was alright
Just curved the entire experience
I was just "one" for the night
I told him everything...
I ran into Caleeb
The guy who took my virginity
I erased that moment indubitably
He had his way, & was through with me
I've learned from that to pleasure myself
He lacked to show me passion
I don't regret giving him my gift
I just wish he hadn't dashed and-
Left me feeling like the average college freshmen
Academics minor, social life paraded by sin
Never called to check on me- to see if I was alright
Just curved the entire experience
I was just "one" for the night
I told him everything...
383 reads
8 Comments
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