Submissions by tommielynn (Tommie Lynn)
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
And --
And she read his flesh
with her soft hands -- each finger
touching every part -- of him
And they merge
And he touches her stillness
with gentle pressure -- thirsting for her
traveling along her curves -- sinking into her sweetness
And they continue
And he feels her under him
her motions -- like waves
rising and falling -- he's pressed deep
And they flow
And she stretches around him
taking his body -- into hers
loving as one -- receiving him
And they love
with her soft hands -- each finger
touching every part -- of him
And they merge
And he touches her stillness
with gentle pressure -- thirsting for her
traveling along her curves -- sinking into her sweetness
And they continue
And he feels her under him
her motions -- like waves
rising and falling -- he's pressed deep
And they flow
And she stretches around him
taking his body -- into hers
loving as one -- receiving him
And they love
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Remembering
Remembering his love -- for me
That look in his eyes, the way
his voice trembled -- for me
Remembering the way he
would -- take me
How his lips moved along
my skin -- often
Remembering his passion -- for me
taking my fear with just a touch
Remembering those sensual
nights -- with him
And how those bright mornings
we laid -- in pleasure
That look in his eyes, the way
his voice trembled -- for me
Remembering the way he
would -- take me
How his lips moved along
my skin -- often
Remembering his passion -- for me
taking my fear with just a touch
Remembering those sensual
nights -- with him
And how those bright mornings
we laid -- in pleasure
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At the bottom of the bottle
I took a stroll with death
staggered and stumbled,
at times death let go of
me, letting me fall on the
cold, wet ground
As I lay there my head
was spinning, the voices
mumbled and laughed
but death was still there,
waiting for my soul, all
I could say was, you're
hurting me
Death didn't care, it hovered
over me and kicked me
while I was down, it
snickered and poured
me another shot, turned
me over and passed it
through my lips, I could
see it, death, at the
bottom of the bottle
staggered and stumbled,
at times death let go of
me, letting me fall on the
cold, wet ground
As I lay there my head
was spinning, the voices
mumbled and laughed
but death was still there,
waiting for my soul, all
I could say was, you're
hurting me
Death didn't care, it hovered
over me and kicked me
while I was down, it
snickered and poured
me another shot, turned
me over and passed it
through my lips, I could
see it, death, at the
bottom of the bottle
104 reads
9 Comments
Enough
I crave his form,
his seed upon my lips
his name falling from
my spine as I whither
away under his shadow
It is not enough;
I crave his poison,
his throat as he catches his breath
his desire as I coil myself around him
my senses cloudy
folded in his sin
It is not enough;
I crave his soul,
his granite like tongue
his touch clawing at my rapture
consuming me
and missing me when I'm gone
his seed upon my lips
his name falling from
my spine as I whither
away under his shadow
It is not enough;
I crave his poison,
his throat as he catches his breath
his desire as I coil myself around him
my senses cloudy
folded in his sin
It is not enough;
I crave his soul,
his granite like tongue
his touch clawing at my rapture
consuming me
and missing me when I'm gone
342 reads
8 Comments
Spider-Web
That sick fancy web of pain
weaved into my garden like
strings of pearls, bruised
and I couldn't resist
Clinging to silky threads
holding the beauty of life
let the vapours, escape
roll into my shrine
weaved into my garden like
strings of pearls, bruised
and I couldn't resist
Clinging to silky threads
holding the beauty of life
let the vapours, escape
roll into my shrine
124 reads
10 Comments
Autumn
The silence of dusk
beyond thick purple
lined clouds washed
over in gray slips in
Autumn is nearly here
Evening strolls through
the gardens were bare
sunkissed shoulders
need to be wrapped
My dear Autumn come slowly
Ashy clouds hang from
the ceiling while dew drops
dangle from tiny buds like
little crystal gems
Autumn shall soon be here
beyond thick purple
lined clouds washed
over in gray slips in
Autumn is nearly here
Evening strolls through
the gardens were bare
sunkissed shoulders
need to be wrapped
My dear Autumn come slowly
Ashy clouds hang from
the ceiling while dew drops
dangle from tiny buds like
little crystal gems
Autumn shall soon be here
78 reads
16 Comments
There's Nothing Like The Real Thing
Did you come here for love?
To fall hard for pretty words?
A name with no face tells you
what you want to hear and you believe
That makes you a sucker
The world is right outside
Grab it and growl
Stop festering about your loneliness
You want to fuck
Stop fucking yourself
You want to get fucked
Close your fake cyber fantasy land
And go get fucked
Come back and tell us all about it
Anyway, that's what I'd do
To fall hard for pretty words?
A name with no face tells you
what you want to hear and you believe
That makes you a sucker
The world is right outside
Grab it and growl
Stop festering about your loneliness
You want to fuck
Stop fucking yourself
You want to get fucked
Close your fake cyber fantasy land
And go get fucked
Come back and tell us all about it
Anyway, that's what I'd do
90 reads
21 Comments
Bacall & Bogart
She had a stunningly gorgeous face
He had a look of cast iron
Her voice,
smooth...
velvet...
smokey...
His voice,
deep...
lusty...
strong...
Their love shined through changing pictures
Now together again in each others arms
He had a look of cast iron
Her voice,
smooth...
velvet...
smokey...
His voice,
deep...
lusty...
strong...
Their love shined through changing pictures
Now together again in each others arms
56 reads
20 Comments
Susquehanna On My Tongue
Birds sing as the morning mist
sprays sideways from up above,
gray clouds swarm and swirl
on winds coat tails as the tree
branches rustle and bend,
past the green lawn the open
meadow lays un-trimmed
swaying this way and that,
beyond the colorful meadow
runs a river, wild and wide,
the very same river I swam in
when I was a child.
sprays sideways from up above,
gray clouds swarm and swirl
on winds coat tails as the tree
branches rustle and bend,
past the green lawn the open
meadow lays un-trimmed
swaying this way and that,
beyond the colorful meadow
runs a river, wild and wide,
the very same river I swam in
when I was a child.
64 reads
12 Comments
Making Love to a Book
When I'm touching your spine
my hands tingle with excitement
When I hold you close and inhale
your center I remember our bond
When I look at your lovely outside
I crave your gorgeous insides
When I turn you in between my
soft fingers your words linger
my hands tingle with excitement
When I hold you close and inhale
your center I remember our bond
When I look at your lovely outside
I crave your gorgeous insides
When I turn you in between my
soft fingers your words linger
335 reads
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Female Lover
I have wrecked
passion
and
desire
Kissed cherry
lips
and
tongue
Made the siren
sing
and
moan
I have lit the
fire's
and
flames
Watched her
dance
and
sway
Drank from her
sugary
and
sweet
I have made her
depart
and
come
passion
and
desire
Kissed cherry
lips
and
tongue
Made the siren
sing
and
moan
I have lit the
fire's
and
flames
Watched her
dance
and
sway
Drank from her
sugary
and
sweet
I have made her
depart
and
come
257 reads
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For D.S.
His hands carved me,
folding into his embrace,
lilies, nude before him
Together, we moved
like a slow river
Our flesh was free,
flowing in pleasure,
warmth, from our insides
Magnified, we looked
like lovers in love
folding into his embrace,
lilies, nude before him
Together, we moved
like a slow river
Our flesh was free,
flowing in pleasure,
warmth, from our insides
Magnified, we looked
like lovers in love
198 reads
10 Comments
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