Erotic Poems to place passion and romance at
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Embracing sexual pleasure and
eroticism can take our relationships to new and lasting heights of sexual
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"Do not ask me charming Phillis,"
Do not ask me, charming Phillis,
Why I lead you here alone,
By this bank of pinks and lilies
And of roses newly blown.
'Tis not to behold the beauty
Of those flowers that crown the Spring;
'Tis to but I know my duty,
And dare never name the thing.
('Tis, at worst, but her denying;
Why should I thus fearful be?
Every minute, gently flying,
Smiles and says, `Make use of me.')
What the sun does to those roses,
While the beams play sweetly in,
I would but my fear opposes,
And I dare not name the thing.
Yet I die, if I conceal it;
Ask my eyes, or ask your own;
And if neither can reveal it,
Think what lovers think alone.
On this bank of pinks and lilies,
Might I speak what I would do;
I would with my lovely Phillis
I would; I would Ah! would you?
The Hive - Anonymous
When she rises in the morning
I linger to watch her;
She spreads the bath cloth underneath the window
And the sunbeams catch her
Glistening white on the shoulders,
While down her sides the mellow
Golden shadow glows as
She stoops to the sponge, and her swung breasts
Sway like full blown yellow Gloire de Dijon roses.
She drips herself with water, and her shoulders
Glisten as silver, they crumple up
Like wet and falling roses, and I listen
For the sluicing of their rain dishevelled petals.
In the window full of sunlight
Concentrates her golden shadow
Fold on fold, until it glows as
Mellow as the glory roses.
‘Gloire de Dijon’ - Look, We Have Come Through! D H Lawrence
Who has not seen that feeling born of flame
Crimson the cheek at mention of a name?
The rapturous touch of some divine surprise
Flash deep suffusion of celestial dyes:
When hands clasped hands, and lips to lips were pressed
And the heart’s secret was at once confessed?
The Microcosm: Man - A. Coles
Then awake!--the heavens look bright, my dear!
‘Tis never too late for delight, my dear!
And the best of all ways
To lengthen our days,
Is to steal a few hours from the night, my dear!
Young May Moon - Thomas Moore
Last night I dreamed about you. What happened in detail I can
hardly remember, all I know is that we kept merging into one another. I was you,
you were me. Finally you somehow caught fire.
Franz Kafka to Milená Jesenská 1922
Teach me to sin--
In love's forbidden ways,
For you can make all passion pure;
The magic lure of your sweet eyes
Each shape of sin makes virtue praise.
Teach me to sin--
Enslave me to your wanton charms,
Crush me in your velvet arms
And make me, make me love you.
Make me fire your blood with new desire,
And make me kiss you--lip and limb,
Till sense reel and pusles swim.
Aye! even if you hate me,
Teach me to sin.
Enthralled - Alfred Bryan
The moth's kiss, first!
Kiss me as if you made me believe
You were not sure, this eve,
How my face, your flower, had pursed
Its petals up; so, here and there
You brush it, till I grow aware
Who wants me, and wide ope I burst.
The bee's kiss, now!
Kiss me as if you enter'd gay
My heart at some noonday,
A bud that dares not disallow
The claim, so all is render'd up,
And passively its shatter'd cup
Over your head to sleep I bow.
In A Gondola - Robert Browning – 1812 –1889
Even in my dreams
I must no longer meet you.
Each day more clearly
my mirror offers
a face I am ashamed to show.
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