SpiderSpider3 years ago in Visual & Found Poetry More Like This
Trace your fingers,
long and slender, like a widow's legs,
Along my spine
Tangled like a web weaved in a rage;
I am twisted into you
Bare your fangs,
To penetrate my paralyzed flesh:
Cells burn and mutate,
Blood rushes, crawls;
Like magma dismantling the very structures of life
I am dead,
and I am yours
Hinata's Sensual Adventure: Hotel Resort [Part B]Hinata's Sensual Adventure: Hotel Resort [Part B]2 years ago in Visual & Found Poetry More Like This
It was a silent process spreading out the blanket onto the low, green grass. Hinata watched Naruto inconspicuously as she laid out all the boxed lunches she made with the help of Kuwashima. All the while, his face was devoid of emotion, only softening with delight at the vast selection of appetizing foods placed before him.
But his show of emotion was brief, a whimsical byproduct of courtesy, the girl noted. She understood that he was dreadfully exhausted, but was he so exhausted that he couldn't control the features of his face, or spare a word of appreciation? This wasn't her usual carefree Naruto...
Something else was wrong. Hinata could feel the undercurrent, like a wicked midnight draft against defenseless skin. But how would she extract the details from him without jeopardizing the sexual thrills that lie ahead?
She blushed, a bittersweet brush of libido.
Time passed, and still not a single utterance escaped her prince's perfect lips. Hinata was even more concerned when he began
Soul AloneAir out the white sheetsSoul Alone5 years ago in Visual & Found Poetry More Like This
Smooth down the pristine bed
cover it with purple blankets
Our wedding bed
Touch me, hold me,
See me, feel me
You know you're all I need
To be free
Pull me closer,
Feel my heart beat
You know this is what I live for
Make it all worthwhile
Shut the door
Turn out the lights
Strip off my clothes
Let the lamplight dance on my skin
Hear me, softly
Past the point of no return
At night you take me away
To our secret place in paradise
You make me feel as if
I'm the only one in your world
You see past the makeup,
The secrets, lies, and laughter,
You tear away the mask of flesh and bone
And see me for my soul alone.
My Gothic Romance It all begins after sunsetMy Gothic Romance5 years ago in Visual & Found Poetry More Like This
Darkness takes over the curtain of light
Stars are just as blind as bats
Moonlight blankets every creature of the night
Gothic Prince wakes up without regret
After resting all day avoiding sunlight
Me, My Mate, and the HateOK I should be working on Grimmy/Ichigo but I have MAJOR writers block! MEH! (still i am sirrously pissing some people off so i am switching all storied to deviant art so i have to tell the masses >>)Me, My Mate, and the Hate5 years ago in Visual & Found Poetry More Like This
Please enjoy. It starts after the war he did win just he was forest to go back -
The Dursley and he does not have a wand because when he killed You-know-who it broke from the amount of magic that was used.
I own nothing but the story line.
Rated for safety! (maybe, maybe not)!
Hey do you know why the sky is blue or why cows can't fly well I wonder why I am stuck with an idiot who thinks he is all high and mighty! Arg! I hate my life this started about 3 weeks ago .
-*3 weeks earlier*-
I walked up to Hedwig to see she was sleeping it was the day before my birthday and well I was tired and bored I had strange dreams about snakes mainly a basilisk Subaru. Their was also a phoenix named Shashomro (sha-shome-a-roo). Both were black but Subaru had red eyes and Shashomro
THOMAS Y YO PARTE 3THOMAS Y YO PARTE 32 years ago in Visual & Found Poetry More Like This
MARIE:-TOMMY ME VOY A DORMIR A LA RECAMARA DE MIS PAPAS-
THOMAS:-NO MARIE, QUEDATE AQUÍ-
Y ME ACOMODE ALADO DE THOMAS Y ME QUEDE DORMIDA.
AL DIA SIGUIENTE, FUI LA PRIMERA QUE ME DESPERTE Y LE HICE EL DESAYUNO A THOMAS,
CUANDO DE REPENTE ESCUCHE UN RUIDO ME HASOME, ERA THOMAS QUE ESTABA BAJANDO LAS ESCALERAS.
MARIE:-BUENOS DIAS TOMMY-
THOMAS:-BUENOS DIAS MARIE-
MARIE:-SIENTATE, YA TENGO LISTO EL DESAYUNO-
THOMAS SE SENTO, LE DI EL DESAYUNO Y SE DIRIGIO A LA PUERTA.
MARIE:-A DONDE VAS TOMMY-
THOMAS:-A CASA DE XAVIER Y FRED-
MARIE:-NO TARDES TOMMY-
THOMAS SALIO DE CASA Y LLAME A JAZZ, QUE VINIERA POR QUE ESTABA ABURRIDA.
AL LLEGAR JAZZ.
JAZZ:-¿CUANDO LLEGAN TUS PADRES MARIE?-
MARIE:-NO SE JAZZ
DE PRONTO SONO EL TELEFONO
ISABELLA:-¿COMO HAS ESTADO MARIE-
MARIE:-MUY BIEN Y USTEDES-
ISABELLA:-ESTAS CON JAZZ, MARIE-
In Dreamswatch the silk fall from the skin,In Dreams5 years ago in Visual & Found Poetry More Like This
take in the beauty of another body,
look at the way she moves,
her eyes are brighter than any sun,
her lips are inviting you to come closer,
walk slowly towards gods stunning creation,
all the time asking is this a fantasy or is this reality,
she wraps her arms around you in a sickly sweet embrace,
pulls you closer to her face,
lips move closer until you feel her breath,
your eyes both close in perfect harmony,
this moment is so intoxicating,
then you wake up.......
To Never Solve...A DempseyXRichtofen Poem:To Never Solve...4 years ago in Visual & Found Poetry More Like This
Pale skin so smooth
To bite and stroke in equal measure
Dark hair so soft
To run my fingers through
Emerald eyes so bright
To lose myself within
Red lips so silky
To graze mine and yours
Sculpted body so hard
To trace perfectly etched lines
Mysterious mind so deranged
To never solve it, to solve you
It's the thing I love the most
Engel Chapter 1Engel Chapter 14 years ago in Visual & Found Poetry More Like This
FIRST CHAPTER IS SAD, SO just a warning. Possibly grab a tissue.
The casket was a cream shade. The flowers purple. Violets were her favorite. The whole service was dark besides the casket she was laid in. I hated it, loathing that everyone said their goodbyes when I shouldn't have had to say one. I needed her, I didn't deserve this, no one did. Everyone pitied me, trying to hug me and tell me it would be alright. I wouldn't believe a damn thing. Not for a long tremendous time will I be even remotely close to fine. Her hair was honey blonde and her green eyes were shut as she laid lifeless in front of me. The casket was closed soon after and brought outside. My chest started to fill with anger and it felt like my lungs were collapsing.
Here and ThereHere and There5 years ago in Visual & Found Poetry More Like This
Here and there no matter where I go I can't stop thinking about the bad things. Everything is filled and consumed by the darkness and sorrow. But no...I think about the only thing that brings light and happiness to my heart my beautiful girl friend that girl I call Querida that girl I call my love..You are all I need in this world no matter how dark and hopeless t can feel you give me hope you give me the will to live you give my life a meaning you bring light and happiness to my cold and sorrowed heart no matter what. I love you and nothing can make me regret that no matter what. If I ever die you will be my only memory of the living world. My angel, my light, my everything...I love you with all my heart I would give my life away if it meant saving you I would protect you from anything that causes harm to you, I'll be there to comfort you no matter what, whenever you need a hug or a shoulder to cry on I'll be there whenever you need someone to talk to I'll be there, whenever you need
TroubleTrouble6 years ago in Visual & Found Poetry More Like This
How Can I
Get In Trouble
Trouble is always
Getting Into Me
Written By: Abby Sturgeon
My Luscious CurvesMy Luscious Curves6 years ago in Visual & Found Poetry More Like This
They are loud,
My head is held high,
my cheekbones sit high upon my face,
my chin proud,
never bowing to those who oppose me.
My face is beautiful,
Speckled with freckles
a burn sits
above a cute dimple,
on my right side.
Though my face is asymmetrical,
I believe it is cute.
My smile shows teeth not
quite as adorable,
in fact some would deem them frightening.
My eyes are mahogany,
and shine when I am happy.
My left eye has an attention problem,
and often wanders off.
My neck is normal,
splattered with freckles.
My shoulders are small,
and my arms are short,
covered with freckles,
and a few cute moles,
here and there.
My breasts are large creations,
almost perfectly symmetrical,
rosy and pink with cold,
and nipples that are eager
to stand at attention,
in cold weather and
My breasts sit above the ever dreaded stomach.
My stomach is not small by far,
in fact it is round and the
opposite of tight.
Cerca_mioCerca_mio4 years ago in Visual & Found Poetry More Like This
Solo quiero cerrar los ojos
que tu boca se apodere de mi
que tus manos sean tus palabras
tu repiracion el aliento a mis deseos
solo quiero besar tus labios
eizar mi piel
solo quiero tu piel junto a la mia
que me hagas el amor hoy
StayCan you stay a little while longer?Stay3 years ago in Visual & Found Poetry More Like This
Caressing my soft lips with yours.
Can you hold me a little tighter?
Filling in the gap between our hearts.
Can you just stay, stay a little longer?
I want to feel the breeze of your breath against my neck.
The tender touch of your fingers on my skin.
I want to feel your heart beating fast in anticipation.
Deciding whether to give in or go.
Please stay a little longer.
Hold me closer and breathe me in longer.
Gentle whispers in my ear.
Shivers moving down my spine.
Come inside where it's warm and hide.
Under these blankets our bodies collide.
Hearts racing, blood streaming.
Lightheaded in the ecstacy of your presence tonight.
Temporary HighSlowly the zipper slides down;Temporary High3 years ago in Visual & Found Poetry More Like This
Not fast enough.
Softly your lustful hands trace my skin;
Still too slow.
Dress falls to the floor,
Naked I stand before you;
how much longer ?
Hot passion surges,
Cold lips seeking entry.
Wondering hands pursue exposed flesh;
lets not wait.
Soft moans,stifled whimpers,
Ecstasy permeates our bodies;
This is it.
Slip into place,
Temporary high sweeping us away.