Poetry Blogs (sex)

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 world ...

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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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