poem

Tingling with anticipation, as though on a first date. Mutually captivated, one by restraints the other by imagination. Smooth exposed skin, needing to be touched and fondled. Pinned and trapped, a prisoner of pleasure held captive. Awaiting the punishment of overly sensitive nerve endings...

He just came home, and let out a sigh. He laid in his bed, sleeping on his side. As he laid felt something on his foot, he jumped and jolted to see his friend with a look. She sat on the bed, with a smirk and a smile, giggling madly she said "He Dragon, its been a while." He cawlled up the...

Sally was glum and she couldn’t deny it Her smile wouldn’t come, no matter how hard she’d try it. The sad that she felt couldn’t be put into words For a girl 23 and fourteen thirty-thirds. In the past months, life had ended its ease. Her college-long boyfriend had found a new squeeze. The depth...

A short poem that you may translate in any way you see fit. Taken from the ticklee's point of view. A brief tale of submission, torture and pleasure. Your pleasure is my joy, In forced laughter I am your toy, You tease me with knismesis, And torment me with gargalesis, I breathe not as I laugh...

Smooth skin, cool... exposed. You force your sub-conscience to, at least this time, hold the ticking in check. Remain calm... Your conscience mind however, knowing what awaits, races towards panic. You justify it all in your mind. "It's just a tickle, an itch... there's nothing even special...

I sat down on a lump, that i thought was just a hump. After all it was the middle of my bed. The lump began to jump, and let out a loud humph and immediately i fell out of bed. I landed with a bump right on the tail end of my rump. Thank god it wasn't on the other end. Beside me with a thump...

It's not often I share something like this, for I never want to show off my work. But something came up and I think it's worth showing. Poem #1: Strong vs Weak Kindness is the key that can make you feel good it's one of the strength that lights the mood You come upon those that are honest but...

You had your chance You blew it You didn't give me The love and respect I deserved This time I know better You are untrustworthy A liar A cheater A player Someone I trusted And you stabbed me In the back I thought I knew you But I guess I was wrong You were my best friend And now your my...

On this the night, All Hallows Eve, The creatures come out For a time to play With tricks And treats And costumes galor We celebrate this night With all our friends Such as the ghosts, And goblins, And witches too Who will we see On this the night All Hallows Eve? The real idea Behind...

She joins me on the sofa and leans into me she rests her head on my arm and stretches her legs out she looks at me and smiles “stop looking at my feet” she says, it's like she's never met me I get up to do something I don't remember what; it doesn't matter I come back and walk toward the side...

Try and add another word or turn this into a poem or something similar see if it will go: I'am not a ::) WITCH, BITCH, OR SWITCH

Yeah, i got bored, so i'm writing a poem as i type this. Woo. We sit alone, no others in sight Your mind wanders, of certain delight My mind conjures evil schemes And you're my victim, so it seems Without warning, or any hint I grab your ankles, which you happily lent Assuming a massage, you...

i didnt write this, i just thought it was beautiful and wanted to share it with my TT family...the poem is based on the character The Boss from Metal Gear Solid 3: Snake Eater A TRUE PATRIOT She must follow her orders given by the man do what's best for the country do what's best for...

Hello again my friends. I decided to share with you this poem. I know it's not that great, but i feel that i must do something in these forums, to keep from being that annoying guy that gives nothing back. So, here it is. Immolation. How long has it been? Since you were innocent? Is it so hard...

Twas the seventh of December and no decorations in sight No tree by the corner, no twinkling lights. No stockings hung on the chimney with care No candles on the mantle, the place looks so bare. Twas the seventh of December need i say more My husband spent all last week doing veggies and...

Feel my kisses on your cheek... Touching you softly as I speak Whispering kisses in your ear... As I tickle you, but oh so dear! Precious giggles and sighs from your lips, As I tease and play with your swollen tips! You're so precious when you cry and sigh, When I lick my way down your creamy...

She blinks her eyes, she's in the stocks, Another blink, no shoes, no socks....Her still warm feet meet the cool, damp, dungeon air, she wiggles her toes and tries to prepare.... This time (he) won't break her, she'll be strong and brave, won't live her life as a mere tickle slave.... Both...

Shyness, Doubt, and Loneliness You first come in knowing That someone new will be around You start to feel shy And decided not to make a sound Later on you had some friend But you don't know if they are good or bad You start to doubt yourself or other And forget the one you already had You...

This is not a story per-se so I thought I would post it here: Tingling with anticipation, as though on a first date. Mutually captivated, one by restraints the other by imagination. Smooth exposed skin, needing to be touched and fondled. Pinned and trapped, a prisoner of pleasure held captive...

I just though it would be nice for me to share this now. So here we go. Why do people fight Even when it's wrong It always lead to trouble And soon they are long gone Why do people fight We can all be friends Even if we're different We'll be together to the end Why do people fight It leads to...