Submissions by candycrier
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
I believe a poet is born, not made.
EROTIC POEM
Published
5th Sep 2014 8:44pm
5th Sep 2014 8:44pm
NEWS FLASH! Sasha Grey returned to the Haiku Erotic Restaurant. We ate her clam!!
WE SURE GORGED OURSELVES
ATE HER OUT OF HOUSE AND HOME
GAVE HER 12 BIG ONES!!
Note by candycrier: The place was jumpin'. I never saw it so packed. Everybody wanted a taste. And most got it.
I will say on record here that I have never gazed upon a clam so pretty and delicious! It simply took my breath away.
Sasha thoroughly enjoyed herself also. I don't think anyone will have trouble figuring out what those "12 big ones" were.
ATE HER OUT OF HOUSE AND HOME
GAVE HER 12 BIG ONES!!
Note by candycrier: The place was jumpin'. I never saw it so packed. Everybody wanted a taste. And most got it.
I will say on record here that I have never gazed upon a clam so pretty and delicious! It simply took my breath away.
Sasha thoroughly enjoyed herself also. I don't think anyone will have trouble figuring out what those "12 big ones" were.
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EROTIC POEM
Published
1st Sep 2014 10:26pm
1st Sep 2014 10:26pm
LIBIDO IMMORTELLE
He brings her presents. Diamond earrings, mink capes, one time a stuffed pheasant. She's grateful in her aged way. But what their relationship exactly is she cannot say, this old girl from the burlesque circuits of yesterday.
Once a month on a Saturday evening, they dine between a candle's flame on her Queen Anne dining table. "I love you," he'll say, raising his glass in a toast from a wine of rare vintage label. She smiles amusedly, can't say "It's only a fable," so he says it again, "I love you." She nods automatically, they clink glasses, drink up, as the Mozartian cadences...
Once a month on a Saturday evening, they dine between a candle's flame on her Queen Anne dining table. "I love you," he'll say, raising his glass in a toast from a wine of rare vintage label. She smiles amusedly, can't say "It's only a fable," so he says it again, "I love you." She nods automatically, they clink glasses, drink up, as the Mozartian cadences...
54 reads
2 Comments
EROTIC POEM
Published
26th Aug 2014 5:52am
26th Aug 2014 5:52am
EPIGRAM
The only gun worthy of a man
is the one he carries
between his legs.
is the one he carries
between his legs.
93 reads
2 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
24th Aug 2014 11:25pm
24th Aug 2014 11:25pm
An Old Flame
79 reads
2 Comments
EROTIC POEM
Published
13th Aug 2014 00:50am
13th Aug 2014 00:50am
How To Eat Cotton Candy--Haiku Erotic Restaurant Style
261 reads
4 Comments
EROTIC POEM
Published
7th Aug 2014 10:25pm
7th Aug 2014 10:25pm
RED MAGIC
normally happens
once a month red flowing cunt
white moon's sacred stunt
once a month red flowing cunt
white moon's sacred stunt
123 reads
19 Comments
EROTIC POEM
Published
4th Aug 2014 4:23am
4th Aug 2014 4:23am
MUT'AH MARRIAGE*
(A Romantic Lament)
a few minutes (like stolen bliss)
so your cheeks might caress my body...
your long flowing hair muting your
sighs as my hand praises your every
curve and valley...
What is this shy feast of bodies?
This circle of brief eternity
where your kindness seems only
knowledge of some profound sorrow?
*Mut'ah is a temporary marriage lasting a few hours or several weeks for the express purpose of sexual intercourse and terminated by mutual consent of both parties. It is practiced by Shiite Muslims, but is forbidden by Sunni Muslims....
a few minutes (like stolen bliss)
so your cheeks might caress my body...
your long flowing hair muting your
sighs as my hand praises your every
curve and valley...
What is this shy feast of bodies?
This circle of brief eternity
where your kindness seems only
knowledge of some profound sorrow?
*Mut'ah is a temporary marriage lasting a few hours or several weeks for the express purpose of sexual intercourse and terminated by mutual consent of both parties. It is practiced by Shiite Muslims, but is forbidden by Sunni Muslims....
92 reads
2 Comments
EROTIC POEM
Published
2nd Aug 2014 11:56pm
2nd Aug 2014 11:56pm
CONFRONTATION
The naked woman in the mirror
stands behind him
as if she has
something in her hands
she finds difficult to
show him.
Or does she want
to turn him
to himself?
But he doesn't
look at himself,
only at her.
What would he see
that he doesn't want to know?
Does she still deserve
the blandishments she
took too seriously?
Be gone with
love's delusions! he thinks
and daren't ask the
mystery of her distant downcast eyes
Ah! Just as he is about
to snap off the lights
to end this precious little scene
she...
stands behind him
as if she has
something in her hands
she finds difficult to
show him.
Or does she want
to turn him
to himself?
But he doesn't
look at himself,
only at her.
What would he see
that he doesn't want to know?
Does she still deserve
the blandishments she
took too seriously?
Be gone with
love's delusions! he thinks
and daren't ask the
mystery of her distant downcast eyes
Ah! Just as he is about
to snap off the lights
to end this precious little scene
she...
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EROTIC POEM
Published
1st Aug 2014 5:59pm
1st Aug 2014 5:59pm
Stripper
183 reads
0 Comments
SONG LYRICS
Published
29th Jul 2014 8:14am
29th Jul 2014 8:14am
APHRODITE'S SONG OF FREEDOM (waltz--medium tempo)
One time I dreamed Aphrodite rose from the sea...
All naked and glistening was she...
"Why all the clothes?" she asked of me. "This earth and sea are made for the free."...
So I shed my shirt and trunks and into the waters blue I sunk...
Then felt an arm embrace my waist as she led me o'er the dunes in haste...
Toward an island of leafy trees and greenery where naked men and women frolicked through the scenery...
A land without cries of war...
Just a lovely waterfall's roar...
Quickly she took both my hands and we danced to nature's gentle...
All naked and glistening was she...
"Why all the clothes?" she asked of me. "This earth and sea are made for the free."...
So I shed my shirt and trunks and into the waters blue I sunk...
Then felt an arm embrace my waist as she led me o'er the dunes in haste...
Toward an island of leafy trees and greenery where naked men and women frolicked through the scenery...
A land without cries of war...
Just a lovely waterfall's roar...
Quickly she took both my hands and we danced to nature's gentle...
41 reads
2 Comments
EROTIC POEM
Published
27th Jul 2014 6:52pm
27th Jul 2014 6:52pm
La Petite Mort (the little death) Haiku
137 reads
8 Comments
EROTIC POEM
Published
23rd Jul 2014 4:38pm
23rd Jul 2014 4:38pm
MARS IS A WOMAN
185 reads
2 Comments
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