Why don’t you come in

And wash the winter away

Curl up

In the mouth of the flames

And breathe

It’s over now

You’re the prize cow

Your ring finger is heavy

As your shoulders

Why don’t you come in

And put your comfies on

You’ve finally outrun the storm

Your bodies wrung, wrought, worn

And you’re finally done

You have a nest egg to protect,

To sit on

Ta...

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No politics is the general rule,

she’s right, of course,

and so, I often volunteer

with the line of a song:

Let’s talk about sex, baby!

my light-hearted way,

of easing a tense situation.

We’ve always got on well,

them and me,

conversation lubricated

with the aid of a few jars,

of the old amber nectar,

(I prefer the old-fashioned glasses,

the ones with handle...

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the bags

the news came in again today

on shores of splintered glass

cut and dried, spread thin

drip-fed on a blurry carousel 

gaussion-primed

inhaled 

like an anthrax mail bomb - 

slow motion death

remember those?

when the terror would come 

in a delivery window?

in days? weeks?

now it meets us in our pockets

ourselves the same as the buzzing trough 

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I’m an expert and do it in my sleep,

Yes, I’ve practised with Little Bo Peep.

But once snorted an’ snored

With three thousand or more,

Then realised kangaroos aren’t darned sheep!

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Trump’s lacking the King Midas touch,

His Reflecting Pool’s full of green slutch,

He once dreamed of big melons,

But life’s given him lemons,

Now he’ll never get near to a crotch.

Le Uilleam Ó Ceallaigh,

Dé hAoine, an deichiú lá de mhí Iúil,

2026, an bhliain dhá mhíle is fiche a sé.

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It’s takes a combination:

Mild depression, dull work, an inner restlessness and loneliness

Always playing on your mind

Impossible to escape

Searching always

to feel anything but what you feel now

Looking for acceptance and a moment of escape.. 

Treating the symptoms and not the cause

Again

It’s not about sex

and it is about sex

Being held, tightly, p...

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Their sex – life, of late, has been flagging,

Reform’s flaccid flagpoles are sagging:

wind-blown rags line their streets,

whilst ‘bout litter, Gammon bleats,

but they’re saddos, and their thing’s flag – shagging. 

Le Uilleam Ó Ceallaigh,

Dé Céadaoin, an naoú lá is fiche, mhí Eanáir,

An Bhliain Dhá Mhíle is Fiche a sé...

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I met him by the roadside

Standing tall with shoulders wide

He smoked a fag I couldn’t abide

And asked me if I’d come inside

A dull linguistic polymer

A tiresome interlocutor

Who cares when promiscuity

Rears its head, it grins and tempts me

Unknown and hardly trusting

Inside the room we fornicate in

In and out, in and out

Breathing, fucking, no room for doubt

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Dark Mysterious 

Who are you?

I know your body

But do I know you?

Passionate, Sexy, Sensually Slow

Sultry, Slippery - is all i know 

I know your skin, as if my own

Yet there is so much still unknown

Stolen moments, hundreds of hours alone 

Yet so few words are truly spoke

Your smell, your touch, your taste 

All stowed in memory for times alone 

Whispered words, ...

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Generation X
plagued
with
this ease
that is,
going viral…

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it is in the safety of the charred night,
one whose stars have been hand plucked
from the sky,
that I observe myself
in an infinite bliss.

the cosmos purr this sacred psalm of wonder,
this fresh breath of a new love
spilling from my lips
sets fog from core.

I thrust myself to the sky
time and time again,
and time again.
this precious consequence
leaves me 
numb and hungry
for an...

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19/31

Everybody knew what they both did

After the Xmas party a lot of rumpy pumpy!

The mid-size 31 year old female

And the 19 year old male getting it on

The lad has a galfriend and new baby

But still grinded the older chick

People told me of this and what joy!

They went to a hotel after the drinking

And screwed like rabbits oh illicit heaven!

It was a small Pattaya c...

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Peak Ale

Rivers of beer flow down the mountainside

Like spring time rain fresh wet refreshing drowning

So lovely to sooth you no worries mountain beer

Very strong just what the doctor ordered

Drink your fill have enough to drown in

You will not feel death it’ll be like birth

New beginnings brought by peak beer

Brewed atop the summit by a Goddess

See people lined up to su...

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it's 12 degrees
and the marrow cools:

we catch  --
breaths hitched
 to a cataclysmic gait
a crooked pace:
all-damned 
while you wait

god's sticky magazines 
pages pregnant 
with guilt
regret
the ilk of resplendent idleness
of abandonment
in this blind-eye of a city, turned 
to rot, mitotic
never-ending 
a car crash of ashamed sex
but it's just too good 
to be any other way .

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These paths we walk
grounded by responsibility
well-worn routine
practiced intimacy
I could only smile
when you whispered in my ear
‘Take me away from this
take me anywhere but here’

Living in the moment
it’s all we know to do
as you pepper my shoulder with kisses
my fingers explore every inch of you
You said ‘the world is a minibar
cold and empty
but now we’re blessed by this heat
...

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The past reverberates through me in the present

stains my clothes pungent.

At fifteen, a boy stole the solace of the dark from me

in his bed

with his hands.

Now when he touches me,

he must keep the lights on.

In sleep the past has me,

travels upwards, claws at my throat

and I cry out

for the dark to let me in.

At twenty, the boy who stole the solace of my...

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My body, My choice?

Is sex not a two way street?

Does it not have lasting effects on your relationship?

Is your heart so calloused over, you no longer care?

For if two alcoholics split the bill on a handle of Vodka,

Are they still alcoholics?

So too, those who come together

in the interest of momentary gratification taken from each other.

Who use the human figure,

l...

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My world has come to an end.

Co-dependent like a child to a Dad

Losing my sexuality through men-o-pause

Obliterate me with your gaze

but don’t try to command my soul

the one I thought was the one

is the only love who’s been the truth

but I have fucked him over with my ego.

I let myself go but you were just the same

The dark haired, mum fuck that you have

Not reco...

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aghast, I'd not seen her for ages

a ghost of love my mind engages

but fate had turned cruel pages

beauty once soared from these features

hottest among human creatures

Nefertiti of love's teachers

still young, my experience rare

she'd flown me gently to her lair

the first woman I witnessed bare

two hawks preen on a pyramid

pecking morsels of new killed k...

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Admitted?

There they go again at it like there’s no tomorrow

Maybe they know something we don’t

Listen to her shriek and scream while they fuck

And I hear their bed collapse as he jumps from the wardrobe

The crack of a bullwhip is there connecting to naked flesh

I pity but envy what they’re doing pleasure with pain

They’re both sharing a journey together while I’m alone

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she sells veg at

a market stall

red raw flesh is not her bag at all

shuddering at

a carcase hung

spring lambs slaughtered far too young

inconsistent,

she likes my meat

licks and sucks and chews it neat

often rare if

I worked away

then it hardly leaves her mouth all day

when it's overdone

meat makes her sore

but ointment brings her back ...

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Kiss me on the willows love,
and frollock with me through
fields of succulent reds,
sharing whispers between the lily-bed
and sneaking kisses afoot the
crimson hills,
always knowing, 
you’re my naughty dream 
in the night time dear,
for whom, I bathe in red.

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Every now and again

She gets this feeling

OMG, it’s hoeing season

She’ll be a hoe for a season

Hoping to be teasin’, pleasin’ you

Ho Ho Ho, Hoe!

Ain’t nothin’ wrong about it

Ever met a hoe trilla than thee?

I doubt it

She’ll be your hoe if only for a season

Hope to be pleasin’, just teasin (wink)….you

She don’t drink, but she do keep that green

Oh, oh but does t...

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You see, as I’ve been waiting on the love of my life

Waiting so we can walk off into paradise

Thinking I was in love

Once, maybe twice before

Now I know betta

So Imma do betta

But not before I hit up not bae

Told ‘em let me put this thang on ya

One last time

Before the love of my life comes

Knocking on my door

One last time, before we have to say goodbye

Let me ...

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nothing's certain anymore,

I dont know what matters,

confusion paints my head,

my inhibitions lie in tatters

I've found that special one

for whom I'd long yearned

to make up for those times

I'd had my fingers burned

always terrified of women,

felt they were over-sexed,

averse to the physical side,

passion left me perplexed

seemed safer to keep awa...

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I want every part of you on me

Catch my rhythm baby

Let me pound you to the beats of our hearts till our souls get lost

Lets find them in each others eyes

Give me something to play with somewhere to start

Tell me where you want me to finish

That climax we been chasing is within our reach

Why are you running from me entering your domain we have been here to many times

Maybe ...

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Calvin Kleins,

Connection

French, lovers

not inclined,

in the norm,

to fondle

each other.

But I fold

an orgy.

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raining cats and dogs outside

Ron's too heavy, nearly fainting

ceiling's cracked and peeling

needs plastering and painting

never enjoyed sex, orgasms

gave me  not a second look

up there that web of cracks

is not unlike reading a book

he's pumping like a good 'un

I nearly dropped off to sleep

surveying spidery fissures

a bit like counting sheep

mem...

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You,

made me feel something

Something I've been trying to avoid for awhile now.

You,

made me feel safe.

Made me feel loved.

Made me feel like the only girl in the world

In your arms, no bad could happen.

In your arms, I was safe.

In your arms, I was loved. 

This unfamiliar feeling made me uneasy

Made me doubtful

Made me question everythi...

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The first time

Is a pin prick

To unstitch

Your skin

To feel yourself

Begin

You search your being

You are it:

Coursing through yourself

The second time

You search inside

A stranger

Behind the corner shop

You find where he begins

Adrenaline!

But come back,

Stinking of rot

Void of thought

To feel what?

What are you searching for?

To begin ag...

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That inner limb was lacking

A sense of right and wrong

Like a pane without glass

A melody without a song

You possessed virtues of sorts,

Were, not by any means, all bad,

Yet I remember you only for

The conscience you never had

Fissures materialised where

The inner self was displayed

Skeletons in your cupboard

Facade aside, were betrayed

Good times...

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Lick your fingers
Every last bit
Bend over
Take the hardest hit
Now, burn
And let me watch
Crumble
On the spot
Twist yourself in knots
I want the final drop
Then,
Become dust
Collapse and shed
Until the last sparkle
Of my Queens head
Is spent
Until the last glimmer
Of her glitter
Has bled
You belong to me
I own your soul
That is how
You line
Every pocket
With gold

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Yesterday, I cracked the whip
Over a poor man’s flesh
At his request
Yesterday, I dug my heels
Into the crotch of him
Because he asked
It hurt me to hurt him
But it would hurt him too
Had I refused
The thing about me
Is that I'm not
- Me, I mean -
I'm a chameleon,
Master of masks
Slipping on disguises
Like slipping on shirts
I am metamorphosis
Shapeshifter, am I
With wolf or doe ...

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She walked into this world,
Smiled, and parted her thighs,
Loving passion of death,
Burning the flesh to cinders,

Come to me,

Desire has weakened my spirit,
Her words have broken me,
Echos carry deep, dripping with the sex,

Be with me,

Pain and love are one,
The blood-soaked arousal of an evil servant,
The consumate act, the ultimate submission,

Fuck me,

And in the end it ...

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Things had stalled then tapered off

For Bill and Gwen had reached the stage

Where sex is what other people do

When love has turned its final page

Salad days gone and keen to downsize

They found a bungalow, cheap they said,

It had leaky flashing and woodworm

Above all, a full-length gilt mirror over the bed

That first night under a wrinkled reflection

As the pai...

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I remember playing in a hayloft 
with older boys, daring to jump like they did.  
I tunneled alone through hay and darkness, 
to find light at the other end. 

As my memory goes back to those carefree times, 
I wonder if I tried to impress older boys 
as if they were my father.
Was I trying to outdo my brothers?
Was there a sexual element 
in body sensations in free fall in hay?  
Was b...

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Missing life. Empty streets. Cold hearts.

Covering your face what you once criticised on stranger's faces.

Missing love. Empty hearts. Cold air.

Covering the flowers in your heart, the strings of my guitar.

Missing music. Empty stages. Cold rooms.

Covered ears, listening to scary news, not to music anymore.

Missing passion. Empty beds. Cold skin.

Covering all lu...

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I know I traded something

A part of me

For the splendid splendour of money

I did that thing you shouldn’t do

I gave myself to him

You know, the soul

Cut a piece of myself out for him

You know, the heart

I cut a piece of myself off for him

(You know which part)

But I didn't feel a thing

I'm waiting to miss it

Miss this

Thing

I'm waiting for the pain

You...

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Its All Gone - Poem by Marie 

There was a time when she lay on the settee legs slightly parted it turned him on 
Now at fifty two it does nothing, her magnetic sex appeals gone 
There was a time she would look in the mirror and see a sex goddess 
Those day are Dead her beauty no more a subject to address 

There was a time when wolf whistles made her blush when out in the street 
The worl...

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You are inside me but you are not really in.

I am clenching around you but I am not really close.

Such a paradox.

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My bed is still warm

When the next body rolls in

But I'm not

I'm numb

Until,

Your body

- Or his -

- Or hers -

Envelopes mine

And I can breathe

Because

I am consumed

I am part of you,

Of someone that lives

That moves

That loves

I am

I was

I will be

Because I'm not apart

Just a part

Of something

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Try hard to push through
Try to bring back the new.
But along comes guilt and shame.
But they won't stop playing their game.

Relationship seems at risk
Relationship seems so brisk.
Maybe it's all in my head
Maybe it's already dead.

Intimacy is more than sex
Intimacy's more of a reflex.
But I need to have honesty
But the one closed off is really me.

Trauma stops any progress
Trau...

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This is how messed up it was...

Last night, my husband woke up and was cuddling me, then touching me, then we both were wide awake in intimacy. It was beautiful. It always is.

Then after, the doubt creeped in.

Chris lied. Chris always lied. I would wake up in the middle of the night to him touching himself to pictures on the internet. Once I woke up and he was staring at pictures of a wom...

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Desperate for your mind to be intertwined with mine,

I writhe and thrash into your seductions.

By being intimate we are lying:

pretending to have reached a resolution

-when really all I can feel is acute stinging

of my body and emotions.

Without engaging your feelings,

all I feel is friction;

down: your sciroccian winds are rasping

my spirit and global expectations.

A...

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Out of focus there is nothing.

But he needles his way in.

And his warmth spreads,

and his essence flows and ebbs

in my mind and in my smile and in my bed.

He’s the cerebrospinal fluid

that floods my skull,

and all my cracks until I’m full.

Finally: a flash of his face and flesh;

vivid, quick, and then death.

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The poetry is pretty perhaps,

And some may appreciate the aesthetics

While being put off by the messiness

Of the content, preferring a tidy theme.

And maybe you could clean it up

A bit to avoid making the prigs uncomfortable.

Say something about flowers by the seaside,

For example, and let us forget people have sex.

And let’s forget about messy conflict

In relationships,...

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My love for you wells up from

Within

A feeling indescript

A warmth rising from the heart

A rush of oxytocin through the

Veins

Immediate and pressing

Without urgency or smothering

Felt from my legs to my

Head

And in every chakra the yoga-doers tell us of

From the crown above my head

To the root they speak of in awkward Puritanical tones

Tones we do not need, m...

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British Passion

They meshed their sexual organs

in a frenzied bout of passion

pumping, grinding, panting

'til they had their daily ration

The sight was truly wondrous

and fearsome to behold

it's something done by lovers,

at least that is what I'm told

There was no inhibition

they had stripped down to the core

with every piece of clothing

strewn across ...

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Is there sex after death ?

A fascinating concept

But let's keep the topic formal

Are we talking Necrophilia

Or something Paranormal ?

If you intimate the former

I must caution self-restraint

It's illegal in this country

And I don't know where it ain't

But if you mean the latter

I submit this brief synopsis:

The outcome could be mutual

Between cons...

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A traffic jam that spans an entire epoch

Is followed by daily punishments of

Dreary Sisyphean meanderings,

Followed by even more traffic

In sweltering heat and sticky humidity.

With all energy drained from

Lungs, limbs, and mind,

He shuffles into his house

Seeking only relief and brief reprieve.

As he unbuttons his soaked shirt,

“Do me,” assaults his ears

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