Please Don't Forget Me Pleading from across a burning bridge Letting go of forever seems to take that long Every word left unspoken is haunting me All promises left broken are chains I bear Starting over now seems like a fantasy Every moment now seems like an eternity Do I ever cross your mind in your new life? Only time you don't is when I'm asleep No remedy for this in sight There's no hope for recovery Forever was a dream we shared Others doubted the validity Regret is now my only bed partner Grief, my lullaby that hardly lets me sleep Every thought laced with your disappointment Too late to fix what's broken, only pieces left My biggest downfall was letting you down Every time I close my eyes, it's you I see © Seductive Poetry
Writings
Howling Passion
Howling Passion Nina had always been fascinated by the paranormal, but never had imagined herself as being a part of it. She had heard the rumors about the werewolf, who lived in the deep dark of the woods, but never thought she'd have the chance to find out. That was, of course, until the night she was out camping on her own in the thick of the woods. She had always been intrigued by werewolves and had wanted to meet one for as long as she could remember. She wanted to learn what it was like to be a werewolf and to experience the thrill that came with it. So, one full moon night, she decided to take a walk in the woods and find out if her desire would be satisfied. As she ventured into the night, a shiver ran through her body at the thought of the unknown creatures that lurked in the darkness. The night was dark and the air was still, as the fog billowed around her and the stars twinkled brightly above her head. As she walked, she felt something watching her from the shadows, and soon enough, a tall, dark figure appeared out of the night fog. Slowly, a figure emerged from the shadows, his fur glinting in the moonlight. It was a werewolf. The werewolf approached her, eyes blazing with the hunger of the wolf. She was both scared and enthralled as he stepped closer and closer. His face began transforming into that of a man as he walked closer. Nina could feel her heart beat faster as she stood, paralyzed by the beauty of the creature before her. Suddenly, he reached out and gently caressed her hair. She couldn't help but feel aroused by his touch. He stepped forward and tilted her chin up with a claw, and suddenly, without warning, their lips were crushed together. His kiss was gentle and passionate, full of unspoken longing and yearning...
Primal Dominance
She stood before him, her body naked and exposed, waiting for his commands. Her skin glistened in the dim light, her curves casting shadows across the room. He could feel his desire rising, his need to dominate her growing stronger with each passing second. He approached her slowly, his eyes roaming over her body, taking in every inch of her. She shivered under his gaze, feeling his power and control over her. He reached out and ran his hand down her spine, feeling her shudder in response. With a low growl, he leaned in close to her ear and whispered, 'You belong to me now. You are mine to do with as I please.' She moaned at his words, feeling a rush of arousal wash over her. He led her to the bed, her wrists already bound with soft silk ropes. He pushed her down onto the mattress, her body bouncing slightly. He climbed on top of her, his weight pressing her down into the soft sheets. He began to trail kisses down her neck, nipping and biting at her skin. She writhed beneath him, wanting more, needing more. He reached down and grabbed her hair, pulling her head back to expose her throat. 'You are mine,' he growled, his voice filled with desire and dominance. She could feel his hardness pressing against her, and she longed for him to take her, to claim her completely. He released her hair and moved down her body, kissing and licking every inch of her. He reached her breasts, taking one of her nipples into his mouth and sucking on it gently. She moaned and arched her back, wanting more. He continued his exploration, his hands roaming over her body, teasing and pleasuring her. She was lost in a haze of desire, completely under his control. Finally, he positioned himself between her legs, his eyes locked with hers. 'You are ready for me,' he said, his voice husky with need. And with one swift thrust, he entered her, claiming her as his own. Their bodies moved together in a dance of pleasure and pain, each one giving into the other's desires. In that moment, they were lost in the world of BDSM, two souls bound together in a sensual and seductive embrace. © Seductive Poetry
Unadulterated Ecstasy
Unadulterated Ecstasy She walked into the dimly lit room, her curves accentuated by the sensual sway of her hips. The soft fabric of her dress clung to her body, teasingly revealing the outline of her breasts. She glanced at him with a mischievous smile, knowing the effect she was having on him. Without a word, she approached him, her fingers trailing lightly on his shirt as she leaned in to whisper in his ear. Her warm breath sent shivers down his spine as she spoke, her words dripping with desire. He could feel his body responding to her touch, his pulse quickening with each passing moment. As her lips met mine, he was consumed by a raging fire of lust. Their tongues danced in a sensuous tango, each one exploring the other's mouth with a hunger that could not be satisfied. He traced the outline of her luscious lips with his fingers, savoring every inch of her soft skin. Her hands traced down his chest, coming to rest on the waistband of his jeans. With a teasing smile, she undid the button and slowly slid the zipper down, her touch sending electric currents through his body. He could feel his desire for her growing with each passing second, his body aching to explore every inch of her...
Our Lust
Our lust, bound in pleasure's reign, is a force that cannot be tamed. The primal urge roars within me, driving me to seek you out with a hunger that consumes my every thought. I am drawn to you like a moth to a flame, unable to resist the magnetic pull of our connection. Every touch, … Continue reading Our Lust
Painted Truth: Excerpts
Passionate Expedition: Exploring Love’s Untamed Depths
My Expedition Led To Her Door,While She Awaits My Return,I Sensed Her Mood,Her Blazing Lava Being Flown In Her Body,Unexplored, Untouched And Unpleased.Though I Knew Little About The Passionate Love,And About The Offerings of Wild Nights,Our Bodies Were Ready To Collide And Bomb,We Came Rushing Down, Entangled Beautifully, Finally Juiced Out In Open While Slept … Continue reading Passionate Expedition: Exploring Love’s Untamed Depths
Kneeling
Spellbinding Allure
Spellbinding Allure Her figure, a masterpiece, Brushstrokes of divine allure, An awe-inspiring sight. She is a sight to behold, A goddess among the rest. Oh, how she bewitches, A breathtaking beauty, Leaving him in awe. Leaving him in awe, enthralled, With every beat of his chest. In a world of awe, Her beauty commands the sky, Grace like blossoms bloom. Oh, the woman of my dreams, With her beauty, so divine. Silent secrets held, Deep within her captivating eyes, Whispers of desire. She captivates my every thought, Forever, she shall be mine. Curves that gently sway, Hips, a seductive rhythm, Spellbinding allure. © Seductive Poetry
Beauty’s Masterpiece
Beauty's Masterpiece In the depths of elegance, With every step, she captures hearts, Her thighs, strong and full, Curvy hips, a gentle sway, Her eyes, a universe of secrets, They beckon, they entice, Her lips, soft and inviting, They speak volumes without words, Her figure, a masterpiece, Each curve, each line, Her figure, a work, A masterpiece of desire, Artistry divine. Gazing, I stand still, In awe of this breathtaking, Beauty's mystic charm. Thighs, like pillars strong, A foundation of pure bliss, Inviting embrace. In her presence, hushed, Thick thighs, curvy hips embrace, Beauty's masterpiece. © Seductive Poetry

