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Passion’s Answer by Megan Anderson

Radiating with desire,
This hunger will not tire.
The heart knows all too well,
What the lips ache to tell.

The eyes begin to dance,
No more concern for romance.
A slight touch of the hand,
Weakness sets in and you cannot stand.

This passion yearns to be fed,
A tangled mess of naked flesh falls to the bed.
The nails claw and tear,
Hair and sweat are all you wear.

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There is No Peak – Sexy Erotic Poem by Cyntax

As a child, mommy told you about fire,
Playing with it… consequences are dire.
So when we first spoke and my gaze was magnetic,
I warned you of the danger, but you told me to “forget it.”

When lips touched, Niagara’s falls heightened up speed,
The waves crashed faster, so I just took the lead.
Emotions were high. Might as well call it weed,
DNA spilled profusely. You chose to let it bleed.

Me? I’m no angel. I’m guilty as charged,
Convicted of attraction. Eternally at large.
The judge should throw the book at my seductive soul,
Probation wouldn’t work. Control is my goal.

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The Art by Olivia Mock

The way you brush my body with your hand
sends a bolt of lightning through my veins so
powerful even Zeus could not withstand.

Longing to feel the pleasure of your blow
as I hold the rod of your love. My dear,
I know our roots will not go much deeper.
For now, like atoms, I want you as near.

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Published! NY Literary Magazine “SPARKS” Love Poetry Anthology

We are excited to present you with the latest poetry anthology by the NY Literary Magazine.

Our “SPARKS” poetry magazine features a selection of outstanding, heartfelt love poems and sad, heartbreak poetry by talented poets of all ages. Enjoy reading passionate, steamy love poems; a gay poem about an impossible love; sad heartbreak poems about lost love; and an inspirational Read More

The First Adventure by David S. Russell

That shadowy entrance, subdued glint,
spark of eyes!
You trod all cultures with your classic grace
Of posture, figure, profile

The breathy touch, so tentative,
The answering squeeze

All beams and tiptoes as we trod
Unspoken message:
“The dream’s come true”

The curtain nearly volunteered
To close itself.

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