Climax
Desire becomes
Lust.
Hedonistic passions
Climax in the night.
What joy women’s bosoms bring,
What pleasures blossom below.
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Intimacy
To the sleepless nights,
Unrepentant secret sins,
And the joys of flesh.
I sing to the ancient stars
Of intimacies virtues.
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Intimacy
To the sleepless nights,
Unrepentant secret sins,
And the joys of flesh.
I sing to the ancient stars
Of intimacies virtues.
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Two
Ruptured desire
Spilt upon the bedroom floor.
With a rage of lust
Fueled by the scent of sex
And
A light in the eye,
Inhibitions fall
To the ground with two
Bodies following entwined.
-Hunter Coch
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Warm Bodies
Warm bodies collide
In the summer heat.
Sweat beads along natural curves.
Rolling motions on linen sheets,
Heavy breathing
Flesh on fire.
Deep moans with deep thrusts,
Inhibitions forgotten,
Tossed aside with the clothes
And heavy blankets.
A rhythmic dance everyone knows.
Concluding with an exchange
Of breath and fluids.
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A Game
A dim light shines through,
Illuminating her curves
On burgundy sheets.
Nude upon the Egyptian cotton, her breasts exposed. The air moves gently across her nipples and along her dew dropped curves. She shivers at the sensation. She knows she’s watching.
Life, you twisted thing,
New adventures in the night,
Under watchful eyes.
She stands by the bed watching her nakedness in motion. Her hand move across the body’s contours, stopping at the mounds of flesh topped by light brown nipples, circling, playing with the silken skin, then moving down to the deep places where she blooms in damp delight.
On a bed she’s watched,
Woman looking on woman,
Game of desire.
She’s watching her perform. She stands, she quivers. Her eyes follow her hands. Her hands follow her eyes. The watcher is being watched and in time her hands move down to bring herself in tune with the laying beauty.
She stands by the bed,
Nude in the soft yellow light.
Above watchful eyes.
They gaze. They touch without touching. They love. They make love through thought and inaction. When their minds meet, a climax of infinite lust erupts into a fluidic waking dream. Infinite desire, infinite lust. Beautiful tension.
And then, with a kiss
Begins a bodies bonding.
And then, with a touch . . .
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Hand to Hand to Hand
Hand to hand to hand,
Heavy breathing between three,
Sweat atop soft skin,
A sweet delicate balance
Between the lovers passion.
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Play in Love and Lust
Play in love and lust,
Touch the forbidden pleasures,
Reach for ecstasy,
Feel the heart and sweat and joy,
Tease them with your hands,
Tease them with an open mind,
And bring them to bloom
On sheets of enlightenment
With passion’s kiss, on three lips.
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Which Lover
Which lover will come
To satisfy a night’s dream?
Which lover will touch
On pleasures most delightful?
Which lover will give
The gift of tongue and deep breaths?
Which lover will take
What their lust demands?
Both will come to my delight.
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