Sensual Poetry
An intimate collection of original poems written in first-person, free verse. These pieces explore the raw edges of desire, emotional depth, and erotic expression. Each poem is a sensual offering, personal, sacred, and unapologetically honest.
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There’s a kind of ache that only comes after exposure. After you strip yourself bare; not for pleasure, but for honesty.
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He sits quietly, bare chest still kissed with sleep and sweat, reading the newspaper; the same hands that undid me now turning pages, like I’m just another headline he’s already memorized.
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I didn’t smile. I just slid into the corner booth, back against the wall, my usual craving for solitude interrupted by something more primal.
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You don’t say a word. You just touch me like I’m sacred scripture, and your fingertips are fluent in my margins.
The Osmosis of Flesh 