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We Wrote Poetry

We Wrote Poetry We wrote poetry about each other before we met. Poems about love and the person we'd share it with. Poem of forever lasting love. Poems of the desolation in losing them and the unspeakable pain in the aftermath. We wrote poetry to each other and for each other. Poems about our love and our lust. Poems about our life and the light we provided each other. Poems about the unconditional nature of what we shared between us. We wrote poetry, some in ink on pages and some in places no one else but us could read. Poems that will never be forgotten as the muse who inspired the words. We wrote poetry, once upon a dream. © Seductive Poetry

Please Don’t Forget Me

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

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...

Pain

The pain of separationThe pain of rejectionThe pain of lonelinessThe pain of lossThe unbearable pain of betrayalThe agony of defeatThe inconsolable pain of deathThe unbearable agony of heartbreak The excruciating pain of withdrawalThe painful shock of realizationThe terrible, agonizing pain of tortureThe excruciating agony of withdrawalThe unbearable pain of suffering The pain of missing herThe … Continue reading Pain →