In the grand tradition of poetic rivalries, two ancient Roman masters—Catullus (84 - 54 B.C.) and Martial (40 - 104 A.D.)—turn love, lust, and literary wit into a battle of birds. Catullus mourns the death of his beloved's passer (sparrow) in a tender yet teasingly erotic elegy, while Martial, never one to miss a joke, takes the metaphor and runs with it—boasting that his columba (dove) ...

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Expressions of Love: Part V

Title: The Night Is Ours

The night was long
But it felt so short
Short as the breath
She expends with each movement
Of her body
As she entangles herself
Within my own
The long night 
Becomes our own

 

-Jaxy

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From may I come in to
I'm cumming in, we both found love
Playing with each-other all night
Until I convert you in a dove,

We got to know each other and
Kept falling in love like a hell drop.
You got all over me
And sucked me like a loli-pop

As I found you, I broke
All my ties from these hoes
Gave you all I have
And kept these bitches under my toes.

Love is all I have in ...

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I can't breathe.

I don't want to breathe...

(without you!)  

 

I want to seethe.

Please let me seethe... 

(Because I can't have you!)

 

I want to feed.  

Why can't I feed...  

(I want to devour you!)

 

I have needs.  

Don't you have needs...

(Let me fulfill a few!)   

 

Let's do the deed.

Let me do the deed...

(I want to make love to you!)

 

...

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WHISPER

 

His kisses

whisper love.

 

I listen

as

his bottled up

desires

flow out.

 

I trace

those words

slowly

achingly

dangerously

desperately steadfast.

 

Gasping

 

Still

he quiets me

hopelessly endearing

in hushed

whispers.

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Come to me with an insatiable hunger.

Take me with lustful passion.

Find your breath on my lips.

Force me with erotic fervor.

Make me taste your sensuality.

Then I will hunger.

And we will devour each other in our carnage.

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I love the way your blouse

reveals its parted lips

that kiss so lightly

with breathless hush

what lingers in the furtive mind

of someone sacrificing much

in love's sweet game

to torment's flush

 

and should you smile

with parted lips

insanity would take me

a hostage now

as earthly blind temptation reigns

to ever dream

of flesh unleashed

to die serene...

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