Cato 160314 Report post Posted December 21, 2015 Someone issued a challenge a few days ago to post a love poem that we've written to a special woman. Here's mine, to someone very special. I hope she won't mind my sharing it. Desire Long the wait and deep the wanting. A word from her would set him free. Thoughts of youthful blonde perfection Taking wing in fantasy. The day, it dawns. She draws upon him Linking in e rotic stance. Goddess body poised above him Rousing him as from a trance. Deep the want and long the waiting. The world rends them apart again. Promises of pleasures pending Work to ease the parting pain. Raptures he has pledged to bring her Locked in mutual loving bliss. Till we meet again remember What it means to want, and miss. Quote Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
Guest st*****ens**ors Report post Posted December 21, 2015 And a sonnet no less! Nice to see the form returned to its intended use, and so skillfully! Quote Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
casey 2936 Report post Posted February 23, 2017 I started to write poems lately and it seems to be very addictive. I thought it would be fun to share. You are a good client but what else is needed? To set a good vibes prior to your session, a nicely put poem could be a good idea, be an intro or to make general inquiries. Nothing can go wrong with it, I promise. For instance, this sample of poems is written to your fav lady requesting her availability. ====================================== I have not robbed a casino, or made a heist, A piggy bank that all I have, my old savings will suffice, If I have to be broke, or my life is in a mess, Who should be blamed, if not my dearest JesseCeleste. Those lips are so sweet, Oh God! I long for your kiss, I pluck the rose petals, carefully count, not a single miss, My face glows, the last shows, that I need to see you, Are you available on this Thursday, say from 10.00 to 2.00? ====================================== p/s: I have never met JesseCeleste and I would love to, one day! I picked "JesseCeleste" first of all, she is a cerb darling and second of all, her cerb name fits in my poems nicely, hehe! Quote Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
nntsci 11076 Report post Posted February 23, 2017 I haven't written much poetry myself, but I have recited poems to a special lady I recited to her parts of The Love Song of J. Alfred Prufrock Related Poem Content Details By T. S. Eliot Do I dare Disturb the universe? In a minute there is time For decisions and revisions which a minute will reverse. For I have known them all already, known them all: Have known the evenings, mornings, afternoons, I have measured out my life with coffee spoons; . /..... that last line got the expected laugh. and I skipped to I grow old ... I grow old ... I shall wear the bottoms of my trousers rolled. Shall I part my hair behind? Do I dare to eat a peach? I shall wear white flannel trousers, and walk upon the beach. I have heard the mermaids singing, each to each. I do not think that they will sing to me. I have seen them riding seaward on the waves Combing the white hair of the waves blown back When the wind blows the water white and black. We have lingered in the chambers of the sea By sea-girls wreathed with seaweed red and brown Till human voices wake us, and we drown. Additional Comments: This is the first poem I've written in years. Momentarily free of the obligation to smile, please or look pretty, she stares into the distance through me, past me. Not happy or sad, but stares, contemplating perhaps something from her past or perhaps another world. I stare into her deep dark eyes I hope to glimpse what haunts her. But those windows reveal nothing to me. 1 Quote Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
