Sex, erotic poetry, kink volume three Z.P. Phillips Sex, erotic poetry, kink volume three Z.P. Phillips

I crave

i crave
the distraction
that comes 
with my destruction
that comes
when you
devour me

when you take me
in my totality
the indulgence of pleasure
the peace found within pain
the safety of surrender
to you
to your hands
to your teeth
to your will

on my neck
on my body
on my soul

our breath
in harmony
our movements
a dance
our essence
entwined

i invite you in

take me
to that special place
of total physical and spiritual release
where orgasm and tears and rage sit balanced upon a knife’s edge
just waiting for you
to choose
how i am allowed to release

i want to be more than just a good girl
i want to be your good girl
i want to be everything for you
and in doing so
i want to be free to luxuriate with you in the pleasures of my body

please
i cannot wait any longer
i accept and i consent
to the bites and to the bruises
they will represent the special place
that only you and i
have ventured together

all i ask
is that once you’ve taken me
that you hug me
that you bring me back

to stability
to reality
to normality
to a place that will be soon ready
to do it all again
with you

 

R18 + This piece is from my erotica and sex-positivity collection.

It is art, not advice.

If this is your first time I strongly recommend you click here for a content warning, and to appropriately frame this work, before reading.


i crave
the distraction
that comes 
with my destruction
that comes
when you
devour me

when you take me
in my totality
the indulgence of pleasure
the peace found within pain
the safety of surrender
to you
to your hands
to your teeth
to your will

on my neck
on my body
on my soul

our breath
in harmony
our movements
a dance
our essence
entwined

i invite you in

take me
to that special place
of total physical and spiritual release
where orgasm and tears and rage sit balanced upon a knife’s edge
just waiting for you
to choose
how i am allowed to release

i want to be more than just a good girl
i want to be your good girl
i want to be everything for you
and in doing so
i want to be free to luxuriate with you in the pleasures of my body

please
i cannot wait any longer
i accept and i consent
to the bites and to the bruises
they will represent the special place
that only you and i
have ventured together

all i ask
is that once you’ve taken me
that you hug me
that you bring me back
to stability
to reality
to normality
to a place that will be soon ready
to do it all again
with you




 
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Put On This Mask

planned sex is bad sex
but no sex is worse
so lay next to me baby
let’s throw off this curse

spontaneity is great
and passion the ideal
so lay beside me baby
and together let’s feel

put on this mask
pretend to be who you are not
see anew through the veil
and embody what you forgot

pose sway
move and play
preen ascend
and begin again

lose yourself in the moment
join me in this dance
a mask to cover the past
to give this moment a chance

grind upon my fingers
sit yourself upon my face
lay beside me baby
assume your rightful place

allow yourself to release
to do what you scarcely dared
behind that mask
you can lay it all bared

mind body and soul
let’s embrace it all
softly on the bed
then pinned against the wall

so cover your face
with lacy attire
lets play together
and reveal your desire

 

planned sex is bad sex
but no sex is worse
so lay next to me baby
let’s throw off this curse

spontaneity is great
and passion the ideal
so lay beside me baby
and together let’s feel

put on this mask
pretend to be who you are not
see anew through the veil
and embody what you forgot

pose sway
move and play
preen ascend
and begin again

lose yourself in the moment
join me in this dance
a mask to cover the past
to give this moment a chance

grind upon my fingers
sit yourself upon my face
lay beside me baby
assume your rightful place

allow yourself to release
to do what you scarcely dared
behind that mask
you can lay it all bared

mind body and soul
let’s embrace it all
softly on the bed
then pinned against the wall

so cover your face
with lacy attire
lets play together
and reveal your desire


 
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erotic poetry, Sex, Kink Volume Two Z.P. Phillips erotic poetry, Sex, Kink Volume Two Z.P. Phillips

Orgasm

The brief moment
When all the world stills
The fall
Into a lovers embrace
Into ecstasy
Into oblivion
The little death
A eulogy of motion
A tribute to the moment
To passion for passions sake
To losing oneself
In the safety of another
In their flesh
In their mind
In their totality
And them in yours
A frenzy
A connection
A satiation
Peace

 

The brief moment
When all the world stills
The fall
Into a lovers embrace
Into ecstasy
Into oblivion
The little death
A eulogy of motion
A tribute to the moment
To passion for passions sake
To losing oneself
In the safety of another
In their flesh
In their mind
In their totality
And them in yours
A frenzy
A connection
A satiation
Peace


 
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The Ignition Of My Soul

R18 + This piece is from my erotica and sex-positivity collection.

It is art, not advice.

If this is your first time I strongly recommend you click here for a content warning, and to appropriately frame this work, before reading.

 

R18 + This piece is from my erotica and sex-positivity collection.

It is art, not advice.

If this is your first time I strongly recommend you click here for a content warning, and to appropriately frame this work, before reading.


Most anyone
Can pleasure me
It’s a simple math equation:
Friction + Time = Orgasm

But the ignition
Of my soul?
That requires a level of artistry
Possessed by a mere few

Presence
Personality
Perseverance
Confidence
Curiosity
Aesthetic
And a willingness to explore
The intersection between our minds
And our bodies
And our souls

The desire
To delve the depths
Of one another’s shadow

The curiosity
And commitment
To take our play
All the way
To its conclusion

So please don’t come
With a recitation
Of your times tables
And expect to have
More
Than just my body

Come to me
In your totality

With your life
Acting as the canvas
For your art


This poem is from the book Kink, Volume 3

 
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