Iris-Selene’s Erotic Poetry

Pillow (10/4/23) I fluff up the pillow As if my fingers are flailing around  In your long, flowy, curly dark hair. Adjusting its case, As if I’m readying To bring my hands to your face Bring your lips to mine For a long and passionate kiss. I hold the pillow late at night As if I were holding onto you. Snuggling it close, Pretending to hear and feel  your breathing, your heart beat. And that you can feel mine As they become intertwined. I lie my head against the pillow As if it were your shoulder Because when the world can’t get colder, You’ll be so much warmer, My pillar of strength, my cocoon of comfort.  And I will also be your holder. Previously mentioned. Hold me down, I’ll hold you down right back. I ride on top of the pillow As if I were riding on top of you.  I’d make my best love with you. So many tingles… shivers… quivers… I will deliver. So many aches… shakes… quakes… I will wake thee. So many chills… spills… trills… My license to thrill. You’ll be dazed… ...

When you love a man enough To give him special kind of hugs For a special kind of touch You know, a good mouth fuck! But wait, there’s more You become his dirty whore Rowing that boat to shore Without even using the ore. You either blow and blow And go for the gold! Or let him fervently stroke Out that immense, intense load Imbibe, but never deprive, Now be a good little guide. X marks the spot,  And it’s gonna feel hot As he’s about to win the race Painting that canvas of a face!  3/25/25

Can you make it hard for me? Oh, how I love it, even when flaccid. Could I make it hard for you?  Kinetic magic when I watch it grow, watch you stroke. All the time, it stays on my mind. Dick thoughts, dick feelings,  Dick dreams, dick desires. Inside me is where it belongs and I  Crave it voraciously, fervently, incessantly. To the core, I am a needy cock whore!  (3/30/25)