Skin

Erotic Poetry

I hunger for your tight embrace

the need for you deep between my thighs

sweet, pulse, throat, heartbeat

piercing eyes 

a friction of linen sheets

a deluge of sighs 

fever takes over as the hours drift by 

bound with silk my endless rise 

I burn in the calm 

and it feels like I fly.  


You are my demise 

heart of the fire

finger my flames 

teach me how to play your games 

let me slowly unpack the pieces of your mind

don’t be afraid of what I might find 

I’ll ride any storm and be exposed 

I chose the wild, untamed thing 

like collectors of species 

I’m prepared to go wherever we need 

let me feed 

on this dark night till I’m freed. 


You have me bound and gagged 

hell you have even red flagged 

my beautiful demise, no surprise 

so adept at fucking me well 

fill me now 

ass, sex then mouth 

all fours 

you should work me round 

then slide me to the ground

make me crawl and bow down

see how I worship you 

on my knees, 

asking you to ‘play with me’ please 

carry me to the bed

so I can give you head

how you like it

slowly, then with intensity 

maintain your edge

that reflex, not my gag

but your shift 

like language, a precious gift

I slide my mouth up and down, 

I taste you, look up, see me suck 

unleashed, set free 

I’ll let you fuck apart the bones of me 

not gentle,  

depraved indecency 

hold onto me, tight 

stretch me open

I’m not broken 

or fragile shell 

I’m well loved.  


My skin is a language 

this heat of yours unravels 

slow, deliberate rhythm 

where our edges meet

no space, no air 

no breath there 

your neck 

my hand in your hair

whispers, touch, tenderly 

then full fucking rough 

love making, like hymn and prayer 

I’ll meet you there 

in that place where lovers meet 

when they got kicked out of hell

and for now they teach the other 

how to find ecstasy in the mundane.