A Gentleman with a kink streak.
A lover of Words.
I write about Love.
I also write about BDSM.
I love to write Erotic Poetry,
in a tasteful way.
What if we savedour shadowswhen we sneakinto darknessWhen our eyesare wide andDaringIn a boxyou could captureas treasure©nipplegrinder
Come Home Lilly
I'm so sad to see you goYour silhouette fadesI shudder I scream for youCome home LillyCome homeThose shattered nightsThe sleepless morn'sThe desperate pleasThe righteous sighsThe fallen leavesHave announced your presenceYour HeraldingYour Remarkable DanceInside your encapsulated dreamsUnderneath your breathsOn top of yourCaptured youthI'll carry you, LillyPlease come home©nipplegrinder
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Do you listen to the quiet still?Of the listing streamThe breeze past your earsWindy reminders of eaglesgliding on currentsLanding nearDrinking slow waterWatching the hedges for stirwithin and underHolding your breath with herWatching with eyes so poorShe may help you feed todayCan you feed the gaping mawAnd silence your nascent thirstThe Darkness is few days fromTomorrowNaked in the SunCrying for the Nile©nipplegrinder
Will You Love The Boy
If my lips never partfrom yoursWill you still loveMy kissTomorrowWill you allow my ravaging gropesMy seedy rubs as you slumberMy sleepy dreams ofRestless errWill you love the boySo steely, so focusedWill you scream the night is shortAs the dayClutches the morn©nipplegrinder
My Lips Speak Your Name
My lips are to please youKiss each sinewI must build a riverAnd ache as darknessMy lips speak your nameEach nightYour screamI've left you in the darkest placeI could findMy lips are to please youWill your lips find mine?©nipplegrinder
Her destiny is to run as a wildfireConsuming all in her wakeIn fellowship with zephyrs and gales alikeHer destiny is to run as a midnight thunderstormDarkness and lightning tradingHer destiny is to run as a river flowsStrong, true, straightHer destiny is to run as a whirlpool swirlsGathering all into her centerCapturing their essencesHer destiny is to run as the sunset envelopesSlowly bartering the nightWithin her restless sojournAs a spirit would traipseShe travels as gypsy moonriseAnd owns the void©nipplegrinder
The Jazz in her veinsThe Blues in His soulThey dance a wondrous waltzTwirling in melodious synchronicityStaccato strikes and yelpsRhythmic thuds and sharp intakeThe breath rushes past her clenched teethWith pleasing sizzle to His earsHer tears and sweatA luscious libationFor an unquenchable tongueThe song, the Duet,Written on skinPlayed, practiced, perfectedPerformed and acclaimed©nipplegrinder
The Ripple Back
Shattered seasSilken windsSkin upon skinScattered ghostsSated hungerBreeze of angel's wings flutterSailingOn stream of willSeas are stillWind as quiet as broken silenceResounding silenceUntilMarriage of beachtoseaUnionof youto meThe lap of waterto it's edgeThe ripple backIs the reward©nipplegrinder
Planting Star Seeds In Harrowing Crosswind
Writhing widows soulwindSculptured shadows downwindCascading smoky whirlwindMystic rises in shattered stillnessCongressing with darkened galesEgressing with hobbled moonsPlanting star seeds in harrowing crosswindGathering cyclone withinResolve©nipplegrinder
I can grip a shadowGrasp, perhapsGlimpse her scattered darknessHer stillnessis what shatters meNo ghostNor demonI peer from corner of eyesightI watched you moveI saw you sidleI saw you blanket a statueI watched your demiseAs night befellI follow you, shadowI await your returnGather your strengthand meet meat dawn.©nipplegrinder