Every now and then we will shine the spotlight on a different poet with a few poems that they created.... And on the Poet's Page in the drop menu we will be posting a few selective poems from one of our past issue of Poetry & Prose Magazine. The poems below were featured in the July/August 2011 Erotica issue:
I Need a Fix!!
I exist to love you, that was why I was created.
I was purposed to be at your side in this struggle called life.
I need a fix.
I need not look for guidance from others when it comes to this love.
God is our guide and the restrants of this world don't define us,
we rise above them for we are not of this realm.
I need a fix.
I rely on you, I depend on you and submit to you freely.
Ours is an existance of addictions.
Baby you are my drug and I want to overdose nightly.
I need a fix.
Love, where are you?
Why are you alluding me yet again.
DAYUM!
I need a fix.
~TLC
MOIST
As my libido rise
I close my eyes
trying hard to ignore
the tension growing between my thighs
It's pure torture, his beautiful body sculptured
makes my body moist.
I feel the softness of his caress
as his fingers stroke my love nest
His wet lips circular my left breast
I recently changed these sheets
Now I'm making a mess
Orgasms release as sighs increase
He leaves me hot and moist
As I climb on top of his mound
He grinds inside my pleasure ground
Kissing my mouth to stop me from making a sound
Sweat beads are escaping as our bodies twist around
I'm exhausted as he exit, leaving me moist.
MOON GOLDEN © 2011 All Rights Reserved
I exist to love you, that was why I was created.
I was purposed to be at your side in this struggle called life.
I need a fix.
I need not look for guidance from others when it comes to this love.
God is our guide and the restrants of this world don't define us,
we rise above them for we are not of this realm.
I need a fix.
I rely on you, I depend on you and submit to you freely.
Ours is an existance of addictions.
Baby you are my drug and I want to overdose nightly.
I need a fix.
Love, where are you?
Why are you alluding me yet again.
DAYUM!
I need a fix.
~TLC
MOIST
As my libido rise
I close my eyes
trying hard to ignore
the tension growing between my thighs
It's pure torture, his beautiful body sculptured
makes my body moist.
I feel the softness of his caress
as his fingers stroke my love nest
His wet lips circular my left breast
I recently changed these sheets
Now I'm making a mess
Orgasms release as sighs increase
He leaves me hot and moist
As I climb on top of his mound
He grinds inside my pleasure ground
Kissing my mouth to stop me from making a sound
Sweat beads are escaping as our bodies twist around
I'm exhausted as he exit, leaving me moist.
MOON GOLDEN © 2011 All Rights Reserved