Erotic Poem Quotes

“I believe eros dwells in our innermost being as the spirit of creative expression. To me, eros is a great path that we must walk, a song we listen to, a game that we hunt and enjoy, a lesson to learn, a garden where flowers bloom, a prodigious puzzle to solve, a book to read, a chapter to write, and an ocean to swim in. That’s what eros is to me.”
― Salil Jha, Naked Soul: The Erotic Love Poems

“Her mascara ran in streaks
down her face
lipstick smeared across her
alabaster cheeks like a porcelain
doll that had been flung around
before the paint had dried.

...

barely blinking
eyes like content little suns
poking through dark mascara
clouds
she is broken
yet whole at the same time
and she belongs to him

(excerpt from "Content" in Make Me Take It From You by HL37)”
― HL37, Make Me Take It from You: Erotic Poetry and Short Stories

“Let wheel to flow on your body
Tonight I’ll be little more rowdy.
Below to lower lips,
Feel ache in hips.

Tonight you will be my jailbird,
So don’t behave like nerd.
Tonight I’ll make you my follower
By moving this wheel all over.”
― Delicious David, Dark Desires: Bondage

“The game was sinful,
But she was more playful.
She needs to be taught,
With every drop of the wax dot.

With my every hiss,
She places one kiss.
On my dick,
Feeling the kick.

With every moans,
She groans.
I’m her master,
And she my slave.”
― Delicious David, Dark Desires: Bondage

“A look that is coquettish,
silk sheets to tempt your fetish,
soft sounds of your great pleasure,
are ultimately my treasure.”
― Bevin Smith

“A secret touch in public, so erotic
Makes my pulse race, I’m chaotic
You’re like a drug, some narcotic
I follow you, cause you’re hypnotic”
― Bevin Smith

“The game was sinful,
But she was more playful.
She needs to be taught,
With every drop of the wax dot.”
― Delicious David, Dark Desires: Bondage

“Come on against" you said. In one night when the stars are in the darkness.

Now, I said, before dawn stretched.

"Swing punch" you said. and the wound starts to open

Not satisfied with your annoyance, then a scream extends on the edge of the moon

Your lower lip is bitten, your eyes are narrowed

You are my girl

I will make you understand that

"Once more" you said, then I stab the walls of your vulnerable trough so deep.

And deep, as deep as you sink.

"Have you come out yet"?

"Not yet." You said.

While the voice creeps on the top of the dream

"Almost" you said, then find your lost wish

Then all the door kisses to your forehead

I came out limp from the sea of drowning dreams and shadows.

Almost died before the hug lifted in the morning”
― J.S. Dirga, Saga Moon Poem

“Bodies meld together as I taste your skin,
Sweet addiction grows... Could it be a sin?
If there’s someone else, it’s seen to be naughty.
But don't stop it now. You're making me hottie.”
― Bevin Smith

“She drank the rest of the tea, still reeling from Whitman's words.
Then the harp began to play---lustily, with stirring effect, seeming to fancy itself an entire symphony---"Ode to Joy.”
― Jeanette Lynes, The Apothecary's Garden