Poetry of any kind is not normally my cup of tea, however some people may enjoy it. Wanted to see if there is any interest in erotic poetry. example: I look upon you as a fine work of art. Masterpiece or Eros; passion's conquest. Sweat beaded like the tiniest of pearls, delicately balanced on your upper lip. Cheeks roughed by lust's inward furnace. Stormed-tossed hair in damp disarray. Breasts rise and fall on subsiding breaths. Eyes heavy -lidded and drunken with love. Appetite now sated, your body lies spent, canopied by the lingering golden afterglow. -J.M. Green
All the erotic poetry I've seen is just about impossible to fap to. Which makes it simply poetry, to me, that happens to be about sex.
Fap, fappity fap, 'Cause hookers give me the clap. I went to the corner, And instead got some porn there. Fap, fappity fap. Nah, I don't think I'm cut out for poetry.
No wonder you think you're not cut out. You completely broke up the rhyme with the middle and second-last lines.
Hey, the original hickory dickory dock ain't so hot on those lines either. It's called poetic license, dick. ; )
Find words that rhyme with fap sap crap zap cap rap lap hap map nap vap gap tap yap From there a poem...
ROFLOL!!! Another example that I found: He slid his hands down Tracing the curves of her waist Fingertips running over hips in a languid pace Possessive appreciation glowed in his eyes and a questing hand slid inward. Between her trembling thighs touched her there. Where her whole being seemed to reside he toyed, and stroked, using her own nectar to glide incandescent pleasure erupted merging into molten streams and searing delight better then her wildest dreams -anonymous Will this work?
This thread reminded my of some stories that were posted a few weeks ago. At the time i thought that they might be the result of the google translator. But perhaps they were intended as poetry? Example: https://chyoa.com/story/3-D-EVE'S-Faces.12474 The first Face is always the keep Eve breast" Walking Uptown he's way up but he meets to meet you Downtown your always going down on him. You need a face Eve Lift. No more disguises the real deal. She turned her head to see this drop leather his name is Mick he was the bottom low sexy man. He had his taste with raw sugar but he would always sing Symphony of the devil Jaguars dark and flaming hot rod. And the best women in his demand using the scanner machine.They were always in shape what fucking cool runners with nothing on all nude. How he loved these nude camps like the Universities changed all about Eve the way she looks at men. He loved his cafe the babes always met him there in the Evening big hot to handle the Cup C-D fling. Bold and creamy Half creature and Sex men. They wore their sexy lingerie Wowser He-man. All of the authors stories appear to be written in that style: https://chyoa.com/user/RobinThrobbin
I actually tried to write some "poetry" for one of my chapters. It is supposed to be some kind of cheerleader chant: https://chyoa.com/chapter/With-cheerleading-skills.314094 Adam you're total stud! Your cock is a massive behemoth! I know that Sarah is a slut. But are you sure that is enough? You're face-fucking your pretty sister. She deep-throats like she is on fire. That sure is something to admire. But is that all what you desire? Don't you want some pussy, mister? My cunt is tight, my cunt is wet. A perfect match for your cock, i bet. Let Sarah be, take me and switch. Drill me good, make me your bitch!
Yes, I member those stories. In think they were supposed to be in poetry style, I agree. They might even have been interesting (if not all that fapable), had better attention to detail been met.
For me, this doesn't flow enough for a poem. Then, this one sounds nice. (Maybe leave the "A" in the second line?)
