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Click hereShall it simile be
To make a rose bud smile
Alliteration, assonance, caesura perhaps
Metaphor, meter, rhythm or rhyme.
Before the podium he stands contemplative
Worldly . . . wise . . . weathered . . .
In the front row, playing with her wild long tresses
Both sandal-clad feet up on her desk chair
Long, lovely stems, creamy thighs
Wicked . . . wicked . . . wicked . . .
Legs spread, lips poking out both sides of her shorts
Terrycloth
Pushed up to her cunt.
Couplets, tercets, quatrains
Spondaic, anapestic, trochaic
Woodsworth, Pope, Milton
Paradise
In concrete verse for visual effect.
………………………….box……………………………
…................................slit…..yoni……………….
…………………..vulva……..crack…………………….
…………………snatch……….vagina………………….
………………possum…………..puzzle………………..
……………..snapper…………….flapper………………
…………….pudding……………..scootie………………
………………beaver…………….target………………..
……………….nookie…………..cooter………………...
………………..mound…………donut……………….....
……………………twat……….clam……………………
……………………..trim…….boff………………………
………………………bush….clit………………………..
……………………………pie…………………………..
“Sorry, where might I have been?” he mutters
“The Woodstock Poetry Festival,” the pussy purrs
An innocent angel looks up, painted bottom lip quivering
She grins mischievously and sucks her thumb
Big eyes back down to her notebook
She scribbles something
Rips off the sheet with girly glee
Holds it up so only he can see.
Wicked . . . wicked . . . wicked . . .
Possibilities
Oh but to tease
Yet to please.
The head of my desire inflamed, blood engorged cock gently touches the portals to your secret place, as it easily slides into your passage you lunge against my chest legs parting wider to make entry impossible to deny, you feel the well rounded fround around the head bump over the corrugation of your spot and you squeeze trying to keep it there, then we both release and feel the waves of our addiction sweep over us.
by the way i love your poem & your stories, by the way i seduced my brother & i gave him my v my Cheri & so he deflowered me, by the way we named our daughter Sarah actually because He loves "Sarah" the name ;P
yours Nive
my e-mail is :
Erotic concrete poetry. How beautiful. Shame the upload to Lit spoiled one line. You are something sarahhh
I realize the this poem is old for Sarahh but DAMN can this woman write! Always sexy, current, clever and willing to go to the edge. Sarahhh needs to write a full length novel!!!
Good Poetry! Good Pornography and a very clever presentation. Thoroughly enjoyable.
The poem is sweet fun and sexy of course, but when I read the many pages of what your writing does to people I can see you are on to something bigger then the above.
IT`S THE FIRST POEM I`VE READ IN LITEROTICA,HAD TO READ THREE TIMES TO REALLY ENJOY IT.YOUR HEART IN THE POEM IS THE ONE I`VE BEEN SEARCHING FOR THATS ONE HEART I`D LOVE TO BREAK,GIVE US MORE.
I usually hate the poetry that shows up on Literotica, but this is really good. It is funny and imaginative and makes me think that you have a proper appreciation for your pussy and what it can mean to a man. Well done!
Nookiehunter
To think I waited till now to read your poem! As always your intelligence is meshed with your beauty. A masterpiece to say the least.
Great job on the poem! You really made me 'feel' it! Keep Writing.
have a hole new reason tolove poetry-thank you for opening my eyes to it :)
Imaginative, lustful, taunting, but is it teasing if there is a payoff?
Nice work. Hope to see more, Beautiful Lady.
Wonderful poem, everything from Sarahh is well done, but poor Sarah, it appears her clit is on the lower right hand side of the picture of that wonderful pussy. No wonder I had such a hard time finding it when we were at the Lake...
Can I try to find it again Sarah?? - Jim
Sarahhh, your poetry is exemplary, for those of us who have learned all the buzz words for that lovely little place, you have hidden under your panties. If it is as magnificent as that lovely titty, on your profile picture, it must be dynamite.
Saraahhh your words make me hard, your thoughts make me want to explode.. your insights make the world want to shag your beautiful body day after day, hour after hour.. second by second!
Sarah: you are such a hot lady both verbal and in sight. Your words are always a treat as is your body. Ethan
Sarah,
You brilliance is astounding. Looking forward to more teasing and pleasing.
I need to break out my dictionary and my thesaurus for this one! (I mean that in a good way)
You teased my cock with your prose
I'd love to fuck you while you're in hose!
i found the poem very erotic, and stimulating, in all the right parts of the body. makes you want to grab the nearest body.
steve
Sarah, Sarah, until we meet
I'll dream of you my sweet
But the image of you in those little shorts
Sends me into a frenzy of sorts
C'mere you little cock tease
Let's see you beg and say please
The big dog might give you the bone
And make you squeal, squirm, and moan
(Hey, luv, why don't you do a poem about fellatio and do that word thing?)
I did
> I loved it
> I thought of you
> you cock tease...
> I felt myself then thought of you
> I rubbed my nose
> I held my member
> I thought of you.....
> Thr tease, the tease, it is too much
> I wonder yes I wonder
> I wonder if ever,if ever,if ever
> if ever I can.....
> maybe?
Once again Sarahhh goes (and gets us) above and beyond with her work. Your descriptive words arranged just so were great, but I think it was better how you put us in the eyes of the guy at the podium and had us feeling how he felt. Well done once again lovely, well done.
Sarah, you have done it again. I'm full of passion after reading your verse, mind the pic did not do anything to deflate me either!!! I cant wait to see your next erecting work of erotic art. Phil xoxoxooxox
Sarah your a great writer and now a poet too loved the the way you placed your descritive words very clever loved the pic too just wish we could see lots more of you maybe a smile.
Congratulations Sarah it is nice to see you try your hand at poetry. Only one dissapointing aspect, I had to keep refering to my dictionary?
It is extremely difficult to be overly arroused while reading "Websters", but I really loved the "smutty" words and I thought your picture was worth 200%.
Don't dispare Sarah, I'm not a brilliantly educated individual,(but I do appreciate sophistication in a woman).
I will still be looking out for your future submissions.
Sarah,
You are not only beautiful but surprising as well. I knew you where an accomplished writer, but poetry is not an easy thing, and to make me hard while reading your poem was certainly a new experience. As I look at your pic I dream of other new experiences. I have burnt your image into my mind so that I may dream of you. I am left to imagine how beautiful your smile is. My mind is assaulted by your every word, as well as other parts of my anatomy.
Thank you, RP
You have a wonderful way of words. I usually don't get into poetry, but you have a way of making it hott! I bet you could even make economics sound fun. The concrete poem was a nice touch too.
Sarah, you need to stop teasing all these poor readers. Everytime I read something I try to picture you. God you'd look hot if I was the one stading on the podium. You are great.
Imagination, Inspiration and Sensuality rolled ito one.
To know the author is to know the work. To see this author is to understand the meaning of this poem.
Luv Ya Sarah
Ron Thomas you know - the one with the hauntingeyes
Great Poem. It was really great. I prefer stories, but it is nice to have something different every now and then
She sat before me
feigning interest in what I had to say
Her mind was elsewhere
plotting and planning how to end her day
I was her target
this she had fixed deep in her fertile mind
And through parted lips
she issued her command ever firm, yet kind
Soon I will give you
what no other woman has been willing
But for you'll wait
for I find my teasing you is thrilling
For now you can look
and wonder at the flavor of my place
The lust in your eyes
will change to estatic wonder on your face
When later we meet
and the promise that I made is kept
And then tomorrow
all who see you will know you've not slept
I anxiously await each of your next posts. I never expected poetry, but I do love it. You are one wonderous wordsmith. Have you ever thought of training formally as a bard? They still exsist. Pagans one and all. Keeping to the old traditions and the old stories. I love all of your work and hope to soon get (Buy) your book. (Money in your pocket makes women happy) You cleared out your posted stories. That saddened me greatly.
Yours in all but name,
D.
I'm not a big fan of poetry, I enjoy your storys more. You have a imagination that paints a wonderfull picture. To limit a artist to a paper size canvas, when you seem to work better with a wall... Is a shame.