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#FreestyleFriday pt3: Friday, life, faith, chocolate, spice

Friday, life, faith, chocolate, spice

Friday
They thank God for it
Created their own acronym
TGIFF
Thank God it’s Freaky Friday
Blasphemy
They call out his name
Repeat it as the ascend to pleasure’s heaven
Proclaim
Give thanks
Convulse
Speak in tongues

Faith
Their pleasure is their religion
They are devoted
Worship each other’s orgasm
Their church is coco skin architecture
Sing songs of moans and gasps
Offerings of eyes roll backwards
She baptises him in her water
He disciplines her with his rod
Their pastor is their desire

Spice
Their sex is seasoned
Marinated
Sprinkled with herbs of want
Cured in passion
It gives flavour to their bedroom cooking
Fiery
Cooked slowly in the oven of anticipation
They are chefs

Chocolate
It is their colour
Their flavour
Their sweetness
Decadent coco
They lick lips
Nibble
Melt
African gold

Life
They create it
Give birth to a child of joy
Nurture it
Give it meaning
Impart wisdom of their love
Educate it with the foundation of commitment
Clothe it in consideration
Provide it with the shelter of companionship
Enable it to be bilingual in communication
Every time the make love
They create life

Categories: creatve challenges, poems

#FreestyleFriday pt2: 16 May: Amethyst, dark, chocolate, feel, lust

FreestyleFriday: Amethyst, dark, chocolate, feel, lust

Dark
The absence of illumination
Yet the create sparks the shine bright
Dim
Yet they glow from their indulgence
Shady
But the sunshine of their bliss radiates
Muted shades
Yet the they create a spectrum of colourful sounds

Chocolate
Created from God’s coco pods
Earthy tones
Sweet
They melt from each other’s heat
Become smeared across each other
Sticky sugar stains of delight
Melt in mouths
Hands
The consume each other

Feel
This is what all their senses do
Eyes touch skins
Ears embrace sounds
Nose takes hold of sexual perfume
Mouth caresses flavour
Fingers …
They read body Braille

Lust
Their intense want is thick and heavy
It is a deadly sin
One of six they embrace
Greedily feast on each other
Sex with wrathful desire
Taste with each other unsatisfied gluttony
Sex in slow slothful motion
Cause neighbours to envy their moans
Become full of pride in the satisfaction they give each other

Amethyst
Is how they feel
Clouded pale purple haze
High
Weighted with exhaustion
Light with delight
Pinned to the ground
Floating
Spinning
A haze
they never grow bored of repeating

Categories: creatve challenges, poems

#FreestyleFriday: 16th May: timeless, energy, sighs, breathe, unconditional

timeless, energy, sighs, breathe, unconditional

Timeless
When they make love
Time does not exist
It is removed from their pleasures
Surplus to requirement
This period
This instance
Is measured in seconds of tingles
Minutes of shudders
Hours of orgasms

Unconditional
This is their passion
Their lust
It is untrained
The sex with unrestricted want
Unreserved desire
It is unaccustomed to restraint
It is hard
Free

Energy
It is constant
Does not fade
It only changes form
A continuous ripple in sea of indulgence
This is their state of existence
Unfading
Constant
The energy is indulgence
The source of their seeking each other

Breathe
Hard
Deep
Rugged
This is how they respire
Inhale sharp
Exhale loud
From the pit of their belly
The depth of their lungs
They reach climax
And breathe

Sighs
It is the whisper of satisfaction
Their exchange
Offering
A symbol of freedom
That their climax has escaped their bodies
Gentle dialogue
The return of calm
It is an audible smile
They fade
Inhale
And sigh …

Categories: creatve challenges, poems

#FreestyleFriday Pt3 sunshine, freedom, airplane, drum, water

#FreestyleFriday pt3
Read the poem below. Then add and follow Mr Eroticnoire.
The third #FreestyleFriday poem. Read. Enjoy.

sunshine, freedom, airplane, drum, water

Freedom
I want to take yours away
Hold you captive
Commit you to a sentence
Penetration penitentiary
Hard time
Rehabilitate your satisfaction
Make you pay your debt to unsatisfied want
Reform your character of pleasure
Lock you inside the confines of indulgence
Set you free
As wind
Spread your wings
Fly

Airplane
This is what you should become
Erotic airways
Travel to new lands
No ..
Return …
Come back to your home land of bliss
You are indigenous to this place
Let our bodies have a reunion
Celebrate
Explore each other with curious wonderment

Sunshine
This is how our love feels
Warm
Radiant
Nourish our sole
Rejuvenates us
Gives light
We busk in the glow of pleasures
Radiate with the glow of sacred bonds
Nourished it’s warmth
Given vision by it brightness

Drum
We pay homage to the original source of music
Skin-to-skin rhythm
Body percussion
Passionate beats
Lustful
Boom
Bap
Rapturous applause
Our bodies talk to ancestors
Their spirits dance
Our tempo frantic
Slow and hard
Quick and light
We create the foundation of music

Water
It is jealous of our fluidity
Envious of the river you release
It thirst for your liquid
We are H2o masters
Create
Evaporate
Cause condensation
Douce
Submerge
Our sex make water jealous
It cries tears
Wanting to be baptised
Born again as our fluid pleasures

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Categories: creatve challenges, poems

#FreestyleFriday pt2: showers, shiver, tired, deliver, hot-chocolate

showers, shiver, tired, deliver, hot-chocolate

Deliver
Mover her from her current state
Transport her
She asks me to carry her
Bring her to her destination
Make her arrive
She announce it
Broadcasts it
A public announcement
The neighbours hear
Know we have departed this world
That we are travelling
That I am her mode of transport

Showers
We perspire sounds
Sweat words
Breathe movement
Moan emotions
A labyrinth of pleasures
Web disjointed senses
A muddle of clarity
It does not rain
We make it pour

Shiver
We make ice shudder
Become frozen in amazement
Make fire melt
Ice burn
Earthquakes fear our thunder
Thunder trembles
We go hard
Yet give gentle emotions
Go deep
Yet glide upon each other’s skin

Tired
Is our aftermath state
Blissful exhaustion
Replenished fatigue
Mind floats
Body weighted
Restored
Yet
Depleted
A beautiful irony

Hot-chocolate
This is what she offers me
I kiss her
Soft
Long
Slow
Then thank her
For she is all the chocolate hotness I need

Categories: creatve challenges, poems

FreestyleFriday returns … 2.5.14

FREESTYLE FRIDAY

Tomorrow is #FreestyleFriday
It’s #interactivePoetry #EroticPoetry
Submit five random words (the more random the better) and Mr Eroticnoire will write you an erotic poem just for you.
Only 12 submissions accepted – first 3 submissions per time slot. Times for submission are 9am, 1pm, 5pm and 9pm GMT/London time
Poems posted on his blog
http://www.eroticnoire.co.uk

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Categories: creatve challenges, poems

#FreestyleFriday: Conundrum, Rain, April, concentrate, Breakfast

#FreestyleFriday words: Conundrum, rain, April, concentrate, breakfast

Conundrum
Senses are perplexed
Confused
Clash against each other
A sensory brawl
Beautifully violent
Intellect battles with emotion
Sight conflicts with touch
Calm wars with passion
Hearing combats with smell
Rational become hostile towards illogical want
Tongue fights hardness
It is a beautiful frustration

Concentrate
Is what I try to do
To focus
Gain clarity
Yet I’m lost in this storm
Blown away by winds of lust
Knocked over by gusts of want
Thoughts bumble though my mind
Feelings stampede though my body
They tussle
Overpower me

April
It is the change of seasons
A time when clocks go forward
Daylight saving hours
Yet I’m trapped in this moment
Caught in time
Suspended
Held captive
Feel the temperature rise
Humidity forms in the air of atmosphere

Rain
Morning showers
Water soldiers march on roof tops
Drums on the window
Slithers down
A fluid zig-zag dance
I can smell the moisture in the air
Inhale deep
I smell her moisture in the air
Hear the thunder
Realise it does not come from outside
It booms within our room
Lighting strikes
Eyes smile

Breakfast
Is what she offers me
She bites her lip
I lick mine
We are both hungry
Both needing sustenance
Bodies yearning to be fed
I slide down her body
Look up at her
Smile
Say Grace
And have breakfast in bed.

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