The hot woden’s day

Forthwith that I,
through sorrow and pain
hath gone by on this Woden’s Day,
in the plague of the burning globe
above in the heavens

which burneth as with sulfur and brimstone;
I thus stand on my knees
with bruising knuckles and prayeth
unto any and all available dieties:

God, gods, spirits (holy and brutal),
lords spiritual, temporal,
angels, saints, mothers of gods,
forces, principalities, powers, and all,
sacred, holy and glorious that there be,

hath been and appraised to hold control,
or otherwise that possesseth the inklings
of the beginning of the wind
and its end thereof into where it goeth forth,

to bestow on me the cold
and perishing wind
and to quench I beseech,
the melting ball of flame above hence forth.

May they, I ask,
dampen the earth with spittles,
showers and gentle floods.
And prove to me that there is thee,
the ever-knowing, all-powerful and great controllers of nature.

In the middle of the silent night

In the middle of the night
All silent and still
My hand flounders
And my emotion sought you

But you were not there
In the space beside
The bed like a desert stretches
And stillness without your breath

In the middle of the night
When my body searched for you
To caress and hold it
I realized you didn’t exist

But there use to be you
Just next to me with a touch
The finger you run down to my pubes
When your wet mouth clasp on mine

In the middle of the night
When all is still and quiet
Your rigid rod, stiff and throbbing
And my wet vulva hungry to accept

Burying it within me in ecstatic thrusting
And squeezing the oranges on my chest
Your heaving breath and sweaty body
All breaks the silence inside me

In the middle of the silent night.

Admiration

Oh! no. frail man that I am…
beholding your beautiful form
into trepidation did fall;
wishing that I, poor in character
as I appear, may, in favour

be unto ye to have, even though
possible it would be not,
an everlasting and unrestricted ownership
of thy body, that in imagination
I have laid eyes on.
to care for and to caress ever more…
without hinderance and
to please thereof the owner in
everlasting happiness…

But knowest I not that such
Even though I wish it
Never shall come to me?

Hence in full admiration
I did here declare thee
and give unto ye my praise.

for good things are
if not absolved only,
worthy to be acknowledged

I wish to cherish thee

the beauty of our chemisty

The drizzling rain of the night
The company she keeps me
The sound of her breath
The spooning we curve into

The beauty of her presence
The feeling of her body
The joy this knowledge brings
The copulation we engage into

The stillness of the air
The quietness of the night
The absence of loneliness
The aura we transcend into

The arousal for touching her
The stiffness of my manhood
The suppleness of her womanhood
The orgasm we travel into

This is the beauty of our chemisty
This is the happiness of our togetherness
This is the reason we share
This is the life we have come into

my horny reaction

the angrier you make me,
the lustful i become,
the hateful you be,
the hornier i turn…

when you turn red,
your skin looks plum
when your cheek blushes
your lips blossoms

the full lips
your high heaving cleavage
the blazing eyes
your flirtatious appealing

as you rage and rave
inducing the air with your aura
as your karma roams and reacts
inducting mine into you

my rod stiffens
my groins wheeze
my lips quivers and hungers
ohm… kissing you is all i think

licking your whole body
my finger down, over your pubes
loosening your fanny
making it wet and restless

your hardened tits
my tongue to grind
your supple wet vagina
masturbated by my hand

all i want to do
is to worship and enjoy
all your body to orgasm
in a fuck of hard endless thrust

your anger charms me.

the charged crowd

A sea of human
Like a flock of penguins
Mashed together
In one accord

Body on body
Flesh to flesh
The arena is filled
The music is ringing

Beautiful as lilies
The face of ponds
Laid out still in evergreen
Of un-rippled currents

Now it seems
My soul begins to span
the measures of joy
Though uncountable be it

The sounds of music
Of cohesion and unity
Causing copulation
Of audience spirit and event

Rubbing, touching
Moanings.
Hush hush when
Ah! Enters the master of music

Bodies to bodies
Flesh on flesh
Stays dampen unmoved
Towards the next arousal

lust and love…

There he is
the man my soul thumbs for
sensual in gait. Handsome.
an embodiment of manly beauty
should i tell him?
Attractive like an angel
like a goddess; charming

i wish for him
in my life
he will be all
the end of my search
the satisfaction of my desire
i wish for him.
in my bed to share
i am seduced by his appearance
the attraction that sets my body on fire

for when i hold him
when i cuddle him
when i kiss him
our love shall inspire Eros
caressing and cuddling,
kissing and licking

mating and fucking
in erotic cloud of love
to explode in
orgasm as like thunder
clasped in the bliss of the
copulation for our pleasure

controlled lust

Well, just a toned down expression of desire got us mentioned at the beloved London Bloggers site. Check out the poem here… it was commissioned for that so may never appear on this site.

Sperm

A very useful warm liquid
Of different quantity and quality
Made in man and continuously

Dropping when aroused
But not until fully charged
This is orgasm

The sperm is useful
For baby making it is called so
Even more useful
It is as a cum

As a cum, delicious
Warm and can be smelly
Like raw milk dripping
Right down the tongue

Lapping it, licking it,
Sucking the rod and pressing for more
You want every last drop
Greedier even when more

Some are sticky, thick, and creamy
Some are watery, white and warm
Then there are the little spittles
Colourless and odourless

Wank it out
Fuck it out
Suck it out
Any more avenue?

Sperm is good
Please don’t waste it
Give it to an arse, vagina
Or better still, down a throat

Sperm or cum,
Beautiful and useful as either
But useless if wasted onto the bed.

Oh, please don’t forget the condoms.

Erotic day dreaming

Through the door
Like a ghostly apparition
In the dead of the night
Being felt everywhere

A powerful aura of manliness
An unneglectible presence
Permeated my skin
From a firm touch of care

The chilling sensation of lust
A choking breathe
The result of assuring kiss
taste buds of love ignited

His manhood throbbed on my pubes
Strong was his personality
The demand of satisfaction
Whirled sensually in my head

Then I felt the wind
Behold, I am naked
And my body is hungry
To swallow his juice of love

leg spread apart willingly
A rigid cucumber of human flesh
Sliding in gently but firmly
Filling up wall to wall

Making us one and single
The moaning and the heaving
Mixed in perfect rhyme
The beauty of your presence

Satisfying my soul
Assuaging my desire
Calming my lust
I am glad you are here.