Warm Lips


Taking their time

Pleasure, running down his lips

Wet, full of bliss

And warm…. pink lips

Next few nights

Just relax

She clinches silk sheets

Each night

Her body….

Under possession

For she can’t control

Thighs.. tight….

Wrapped around his waist

She bends… she moans

Liking it when he takes control

All the nights that he’s spent over at her place

She dresses up for him

He watches her

Rolling black sheer stockings up…

Naked top

Subtle contact

Kissing turns into more foreplay

Her back then lays over his chest

Moving in such motion

Breathing heavy

Warm pink lips

Pleasure, running down…. his lips

A bed full of bliss

“Next few nights, you are mine” she says

By: ObligatoryInsightPoet

For Many Reasons


The very essence of a new lover

Steal my heart

Mess with tampered evidence

Of a pass new lover, and their quarrels

Work your way in!

Not to seek after and ruin

Never to abuse, but to forever and always love

Pierce their very own heart…..

If not a team player

Then just stay away!

Come in to only destroy

That was the wrong way…. to win a broken heart

Steal my heart

Rubbish is only to be thrown in the trash with wishful lies

Can’t you see the beauty?

Over or pass your own deceptive eyes

So, some push in


Leaving a shattered mess

Now, need time to heal and recover

And the back of our throats hurt

Yelling out in anger

Only to conclude


The very way

Either good or bad

It will go

By: ObligatoryInsightPoet
Photo taken by ObligatoryInsightPoet