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A Book of Erotic Poetry By Christopher L. Jones All rights reserved. All material contained in this manuscript is copyright 2011. Cover image by the author. www.jonesing.com
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Forward My Gears are in Idle I Found You You Look Like a Star Watching the Girl The Women from My Past Sickly Sweet Thinking of My Girl I Long For Another Look At It Girl Sitting Naked Thinking Of You Getting Screwed Moans on the Radio Missing You Firm Young Breasts Sounds of Love Making Frigid Closed Door I Told You to Shave that Pussy Bare Making Love or Fucking? Your Jaw Stretched Wide Lingering On the Smell of You Erotic Misgivings Luscious Lips Over The Back of the Chair Meeting That Girl Surprised Thoughts Linger She is All Business She Bled in My Bed Illicit Act She Whimsy A Tempting Fate Awaits To Juliet Fuck Me Girl Admirable Temptation Skater Girl 2
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Barely Legal Bad Sex Life Lesson Learned The Girl in My Mind Flirting Flesh Princess I Have Given Up Sex About the Author
Sloppy Seconds… is visceral, guttural and street wise, such is the erotic poetry contained in this book. Graphic, profane and at times downright pornographic these poems lay bare all the details of sex in the modern age. In Sloppy Seconds, the author has collected his most erotic and sexually charged poetry into one package reformatted specifically for your ereader. With poetry that ranges from the grotesque and sexually graphic to the sublime and romantic there is sure to be a poem to get turned on by.
The poetry in this book is sexually graphic and is intended for adults only. It is also highly likely to offend some readers. If you think this might be you then do not read any further.
My Gears are in Idle my gears are in idle I feel stuck my mind is focused on one thing I need to fuck I picture you on all fours as I come in through the door you unclasp my belt my stiffness you felt before dropping my jeans to the floor your lips caress I am truly blessed to have you sucking my dick I stroke your hair as your work away and finally come to the end of my day exploding inside of you 5 .
I Found You I found you laying on the bed nothing on from toe to head your ass exposed you were smiling at me I took off my clothes got down on my knees I put my cock in front of you you knew what to do you kissed it and licked it got it stiff and hard ready to ram my balls in your hand I grab your waist and squeeze you pop on it tightly ready to please I mount you and strain running the track locomotive a steam train tooting my whistle all over your back just about getting a heart attack 6 .
You Look Like a Star You look like a star You know what you are To me You look like a star But you haven't gone far From me It’s our last hoorah Time to say booya Jump and dance Spread those legs Time to cum fast Because you look like a star Groupies from afar Tell them You love me 7 .
Watching the Girl watching the girl breathe into the mic sucking her air looking out of sight this is the thrill the joy of the kill shake her hips nod her head she is at it again rubbing everything to find her spot her place in here this wild urban zoo a sidewalk jungle a big bugaboo stomping loud feet dancing on the floor to the banging beat I hear a noise and its going to set me free 8 .
The Women from My Past The women from my past Have tracked me down And pinned me to the ground And are taking turns Shitting It would be worse Except that they have all grown fat So their asses provide me with much mirth 9 .
Sickly Sweet Sickly sweet And in denial Grabbing hold Of all that is worthwhile Spinning in the middle Dancing a whirly jig Unaware of me And all of us who stare Jealous of you And your loss of focus And ability to remove Bouncing beat Sickly sweet Those dancing feet Make me sweat Hearts race pounding Tearing out my chest Throwing in the towel And leaping on faith Into the bliss of oblivion I jump to take 10 .
Thinking of My Girl Thinking of my girl Far away in the other room Washing away all the sins of the day Making herself clean again I should do the same For tomorrow we start anew In a new place to call home And for awhile we will keep all the monsters at bay Not listen to the idle winds of gossip Nor pay any heed to the misguidance of friends In our new place to call home The wine will flow The songs will sing My guitar will be in tune We will gather and dance Eat food and wait for the snow 11 .
I Long For Another I long for another Someone to share All that is me All that this frail And fragile self Can be I am tired of being alone Of staring at the others Walking in pairs Holding hands and smiling Secure in their comfort Of ageless companionship To which I will never get For none do I ever let Into get close And now I sit And watch them Pass me by 12 .
no not down there Not in my crotch Not in my lap Up here in your face This hand that is outstretched With its middle finger pointed up That is for you That is the only way I will say fuck To you 13 .Look At It Girl Look at it girl This big long phallic thing Pointed up and straight at you Pink and bulbous A shaft No.
Sitting Naked Sitting naked Getting baked Listening to the sounds roar by My time is still Little thrills Just a calming A warm breeze It hugs me Love Watching the smoke fly high Staring at the sky Pretty clouds float by Skin prickles Something tickles My prick starts to rise I lose my mind The whole world escapes me 14 .
or a professional? Or just some dope? I hope you enjoy it And get your rocks off Have some kicks Find revenge sweet Or make peace with whatever demons It is that you still covet and possess As for me we shall see But for now It is totally over 15 .Thinking Of You Getting Screwed I have been sitting here thinking of you Getting screwed By another man And what is funny to me Is I cannot picture what this guy Must be like Is he fat or skinny? Is he tall or short. an alt boy.
Moans on the Radio Listening to the moans from the radio Wanting to be in on the groove So lonely The feelings today I long to play Windswept with chapped lips Smiling at the horizon Far edge of the playground So lonely The groove 16 .
Missing You Missing you I do And wanting to be In close quarters touching Feeling warmth and hot embrace For I am cold Chilled through Nipping ice on my bones Knocking knees Chattering teeth Alone Isolated Afraid Missing you I do Just wanting to be Held by love with you Emblazed with a kiss Sweet warm Soft 17 .
Firm Young Breasts Firm young breasts Rub across my belly Down and around my groin Nipples play with the tip of my dick As the girl cups my balls in her hand She opens her lips and forces them down Around my shaft and back again Slippery wet and divine Placing those tits In my face To sit up and run her legs over me To arch her back and plant her ass In my lap With things fitted accordingly She is hot She is wet I am eager I am quick To grab hold of each side And bounce it and jiggle it Till it squirts and I have no care To mind 18 .
Sounds of Love Making I was awakened last night To the sounds of love making From the room next door Loud wailing moans of baby They must have had a sturdy bed for I heard little pounding And had it not been my sadness in missing you I would have been jealous Instead I was glad and happy for them both To find love and companionship is for the lucky few The rest of us drift And listen to the intimacy through walls Masturbating at our isolation And the indiscretion of it all 19 .
Frigid Closed Door Sex with you Is no more We have closed the door And will no longer Intertwine or engage In the lustful love makings Of our past We will no longer enjoy The placating crush of the other Enjoying animalistic The flesh of the other It is no more No longer It is a frigid closed door 20 .
I Told You to Shave that Pussy Bare I told you to shave That pussy bare No hair Nice and slick and clean Smooth as your ass To spread up before me So I may eat you and taste Of the world’s most treasured Smoother myself with its juices Flowing down around my chin My nostrils filled with the essence of all this Up to my eyes in your flesh I await you My dish 21 .
Making Love or Fucking? Making love Or fucking? It is hard to make up our minds Do you want it rough and kinky? Do you want it intense and passionate full of embrace? Never the decision is made until My cock out it flails Standing stiff for you to rail To nail To pound your orifice in Take my hand Stare me in the face Let us see Where I bodies race 22 .
Your Jaw Stretched Wide My eyes open to you Your jaw stretched wide Big black cock inside Thrust down deep Up to their balls Slap your chin And that big grin Shown on either side The big man moans Says he’s gonna cum You gulp it down with abandon Wipe your lips and smile Then bend over to take the guy from behind In your ass 23 .
Lingering On the Smell of You I am lingering On the smell of you It is stuck in my nose And it seems so good It makes me breath heavy Contented Imbedded into my pores Your sent From our rub Our burning friction Smoldering As if anew Never to burn out Only to renew 24 .
Erotic Misgivings Such erotic misgivings I have of last night For showing you my secrets Embarrassed and afraid Of all that you might say Due to the knowing that I gave Of my inner lusts and my hidden kinks The unknown things that keeps Me rapt and at attention Erect and hard fast set Difficult to share. to be honest and come clean Why is it that way for me? When all I have ever wanted was the freedom to be me And the only way there is to stop lying 25 .
Luscious Lips I stare at her photo This girl with red frames and dark hair Luscious lips It makes me think of the creatures she writes of Erotic blood suckers from her id A morose madness of wicked sins Lifts from her breasts and sits on her pen Fluttering like bats wings And the last beat of a heart drained of its blood I would let her suck on my neck Is this how the lust is spread? 26 .
Over The Back of the Chair Over the back of the chair Nothing on save for a pair Of High Heeled Shoes That makes those calves curve tight Pushes that ass over Makes my dick hard Makes it slip in Out of sight And spurt Out A Stream Of Hot Cum 27 .
Meeting That Girl Looking forward To meeting that girl Such curves She speaks woman to me Makes me feel at home and at ease So easy to please And the ultimate temptress She excites with a flicker of her lashes And satisfies with the deepest inner folds Of personal lustful desire For a price Taken out of security and trust But in the end it is all worth it For the release of stress in me 28 .
Surprised Surprised To see you running by Hot and sticky sweet From all that gregarious exercise That makes your body so toned If only I could grab you and rub That hot liquid perspiration all over me Devouring every drop Getting those hard to reach places with my tongue Wrap those hard muscles around my face and waist Run that wet hair in my hands You say hi I just gape with my mouth open And watch you run on 29 .
Thoughts Linger Thoughts linger To what we just did Locked away in a hotel room Our little palace of sin You on your knees Prostrate in front of me Me sitting regal Waving my pink scepter in the air So phallic and firm From the attention and servitude Your ass begged my hands to grab it Slap it and shake it Spread your cheeks apart And lick from your clit to the back of your ass I got it wet And stabbed it in Stopping as you gasped And then plunging it back in Working you till you came to me And I applauded and exploded All over you Such a gift which was given It makes my prick Still quiver 30 .
She is All Business Business woman in a dark brown pin stripe suit Looking at me without a single care Skater boy trash all grown up With faded tattoos and still wearing chucks I’ve been around And know what to do With a fine fleshed woman Who is in the mood and knows who to choose What she wants and where to get it Slapping my ass she doesn’t regret it She is all business No time to play 31 .
She Bled in My Bed Red My bed Is covered in blood She bled all over it Covered my personals in sauce Visceral and thick Sticky She grabs my nuts and tells to behave Be kind The moon is in phase 32 .
Illicit Act Fingers grip Grab at the hem Pull the skirt down Past her knees Pushing the blouse up To expose a bra strap black That unsnaps As her undies fall to the floor And glances over her shoulder At my face so expectantly In desire of hard protruding lust Rammed past my zipper And into her Pulling her hair Making her neck bend back I can taste her lips now The warmth of her envelopes me now And I work it Till it explodes And drips to the floor The only remains left Of that quick and illicit act 33 .
and share in the daily things that I do. and never make it out to meet the people. But right now the pretty thing is smiling. of seeing me happy content and sane. Concerned that I am not altogether here.She Through the haze I see a face. I see the pain when I exercise my hate. In a way she justified. I rub my eyes and sit up. Was she a dream? Or did I wait too long? 34 . not quiet woken up and ready to face my day. I see the tears when I self mutilate. She is gone. As it is all so easy for me to get lost on the way to the door. Smiling at me. who seem to inhabit my life. with honest intentions of seeing me better.
Whimsy So I faced My ultimate whim A young girl Agile and thin Alluring and smart Coy and a tease As sexy as hell She is it She does please And to my surprise She smiles back And at this old dog! Caring not of my baggage at all! 35 .
The dark fog of night still was lingering. With just me and her. and purpose. Lost no purpose no path… And suddenly a woman with blue eyes gives me a look too many years to be called coy… Demure would be the word. Feeling as if I still am in a dream from the night before. to asphyxia and dementia and damnation. My feet throbbed at each step I took. My body was stiff with an aching agitation. I put on my shoes and hurry out the door. And while tempting my fate of being destroyed by such a woman I suddenly find peace and quiet.A Tempting Fate Awaits I woke up in a start! Light bright and in my eyes. and drive. all in a row of symmetrical perfection that brings a smile to my face until everything else floods in and washes it from me… Chaos ensuing as I try to keep up. But hurry I must! And get each little thing cared for. My hands shook as they grasped the wall to stand. giving me focus. She grabs my cock and fondles my balls in her fingers. A white washed sanitized room. put here and put there. She grabs my hand and blows in my ear. 36 .
With a long hard wet kiss of red lips. I grab her by the hair to reminisce 37 .
To Juliet Woeful cry I lament my love Heart’s bliss is now poison Its cup I did drink and the black liquid did stain the lips and rot the teeth of my mouth burning my throat to starve my guts I did drink the poison cup of love 38 .
A tight fit makes us only that much closer for the fool who just wants to fuck. Would be me. Would be me. 39 .Fuck Me Girl Tight skirt Spread cheeks Erect penis Splice that hole in-between us.
Blonds with brains is such a deadly combination.Admirable Temptation In a place of temptation or at least the thought of such a thing. slim waist and nice firm ass. A great place I am in. A freedom of pulled out expression just like the face of the man who pulls out and has to ejaculate into the air. To be… To be. Spraying out an outlandish piece of frustration and heart ache. So tricky and deceitful and abashedly aware to peak a curiosity and measured fullness. 40 . It is at least nice to look and admire the blond hair.
Boyish to be bent carried over into the most luscious woman! To cream for. Taunting me at every turn. to long for deep down inside and out of sight for. 41 . Crazy eyes under all that hair.Skater Girl Skater girl in my mind. to dream for. The woman of my dreams in combat boots and a short black skirt.
42 . Malleable Moldable One could pretty much bend her any way one wanted. Easy picking as she is so young.Barely Legal Nice legs muscular and very tan.
Bad Sex So all of me hurts and aches and my baby She hates me because I won’t fuck her I don’t want to fuck anyone right now I’m not in that mood where sex is appalling It is a dirty disgusting animal type act Merely a function of the body to be ignored or embraced It has no moral connotations It is like a flip of the wrist Natural and obnoxious when it can not be ignored 43 .
Life Lesson Learned Such misfortunes fall to man In his quest to get a piece of ass 44 .
The Girl in My Mind Girl in my mind I see her in my eyes dancing around a burning flame skin shown bright with a fiery glow a touch tainted red strikes deep in the love of life in a lower gesticulation Gyration Friction Creating a spark To burn down the house In my eyes I see flames against the sky I know why now baby. 45 .
Flirting Soft erotic caress turns to a hard driving lust as you stood next to the mirror with a poised rump Tempting me with a finger curled rightly in my mouth pulling me towards the counter 46 .
Flesh princess of another era.Flesh Princess I look at lulu. to grab that small waist push that bob our of her face run a finger up a silver strap down sensuous arms into black silk ruffles that line curved legs. How I long to feel her caress. So breathtaking to view. 47 . Flesh princess of another era. this woman they call lulu.
I Have Given Up Sex I have given up sex for my resolution this year I have chosen to live celibate the life of the unclean I have no more need for relationships or people and their intimacy I want only to be left alone left to roam unfettered unseen 48 .
Having majored in technical theater and arts management. His work has been described as "masturbating on the world’s stage in verse" and ".php? main_page=product_info&products_id=1708 49 . Arizona. poet and artist living in Salt Lake City.co..jonesing. Christopher has been active back stage since his childhood. To find out more about the author and his work. Utah. Originally born in Tucson.. stage management and producer. properties design.com His novel. he is a single father of one. A graduate of New Mexico State University with a degree in Philosophy and Theater Arts. visit www. sound design. WATERBOARDED..About the Author Christopher L. he has spent over twenty five years contributing to the various performing arts groups in his community. mostly working in the areas of lighting and scenic design. is now available through Chipmunka Publishing: http://chipmunkapublishing.. Aside from working with words." Christopher started writing after being introduced to poetry as a form of art therapy as a teenager and has not stopped since. Jones is an author. specifically bi-polar disorder.uk/shop/index. he has been a survivor of mental illness.exactly what is wrong with the average white American male. USA. for most of his life.
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