Poems about Erotica

• The Crunch

  too much too little
  too fat

  by Charles Bukowski 102 lines, 10 comments
• Please Master

  Please master can I touch your cheek
  please master can I kneel at your feet

  by Allen Ginsberg 56 lines, 5 comments
• Signior Dildo

  You ladies of merry England
  Who have been to kiss the Duchess's hand,

  by Lord John Wilmot 113 lines, 7 comments
• I Love Sensual Women

  I love sensual women and not passionate ones. A passionate woman closes her eyes, moans and shouts and the enjoyment of a passionate woman is blind.
  A passi

  by Daniil Ivanovich Kharms 9 lines, 21 comments
• Sunflower Sutra

  I walked on the banks of the tincan banana dock and sat down under the huge shade of a Southern Pacific locomotive to look for the sunset over the box house hil

  by Allen Ginsberg 90 lines, 3 comments
• The Imperfect Enjoyment

  Naked she lay, clasped in my longing arms,
  I filled with love, and she all over charms;

  by Lord John Wilmot 72 lines, 3 comments
• Deer Tracks

  Beautiful, sobbing
  high-geared

  by Richard Brautigan 7 lines, 2 comments
• A Ramble in St. James's Park

  Much wine had passed, with grave discourse
  Of who fucks who, and who does worse

  by Lord John Wilmot 166 lines
• Song

  Love a woman? You're an ass.
  'Tis a most insipid passion

  by Lord John Wilmot 18 lines
• Feeling Fucked Up

  Lord she's gone done left me
  done packed up and split

  by Etheridge Knight 19 lines, 4 comments
• High Windows

  When I see a couple of kids
  And guess he's ******* her and she's

  by Philip Larkin 20 lines, 1 comment
• I've Never Had It Done So Gently Before

  The sweet juices of your mouth
  are like castles bathed in honey.

  by Richard Brautigan 6 lines, 4 comments
• The Beautiful Poem

  I go to bed in Los Angeles thinking
  about you.

  by Richard Brautigan 8 lines, 4 comments
• First Evening (Première Soirée)

  Her clothes were almost off;
  Outside, a curious tree

  by Arthur Rimbaud 82 lines, 3 comments
• Love in the afternoon

  It was very hot. The day had gone just past its noon.
  I'd stretched out on a couch to take a nap.

  by Ovid 27 lines, 2 comments
• A Valentine

  He spends the time in writing lays,
  And posts them to her.

  by Lewis Carroll 42 lines, 1 comment
• Howl

  I saw the best minds of my generation destroyed by
         madness, starving hysterical naked,

  by Allen Ginsberg 443 lines, 15 comments
• The Fury Of Cocks

  There they are
  drooping over the breakfast plates,

  by Anne Sexton 32 lines, 11 comments
• The Disabled Debauchee

  As some brave admiral, in former war,
  Deprived of force, but pressed with courage still,

  by Lord John Wilmot 48 lines, 1 comment
• Like A Flower In The Rain

  I cut the middle fingernail of the middle
  finger

  by Charles Bukowski 47 lines, 2 comments
• O Hymen! O Hymenee!

  O HYMEN! O hymenee!
  Why do you tantalize me thus?

  by Walt Whitman 6 lines
• America

  America I've given you all and now I'm nothing.
  America two dollars and twentyseven cents January

  by Allen Ginsberg 117 lines, 4 comments
• The Mistress

  An age in her embraces passed
  Would seem a winter's day;

  by Lord John Wilmot 43 lines
• Song

  Quoth the Duchess of Cleveland to counselor Knight,"I'd fain have a prick, knew I how to come by't.
  I desire you'll be secret and giv

  by Lord John Wilmot 12 lines, 1 comment
• My Tongue Is The Tongue

  of Italian women
  who squeeze eggplants

  by Ernesto Trejo 11 lines, 6 comments
• White Heliotrope

  The feverish room and that white bed,
  The tumbled skirts upon a chair,

  by Arthur Symons 17 lines, 6 comments
• The Platonic Lady

  I could love thee till I die,
  Would'st thou love me modestly,

  by Lord John Wilmot 24 lines
• A Following

  the phone rang at 1:30 a.m.
  and it was a man from Denver:

  by Charles Bukowski 36 lines, 12 comments
• She's All My Fancy Painted Him

  An obstacle, that came between
  Him, and ourselves, and it.

  by Lewis Carroll 32 lines, 1 comment
• i sing of Olaf glad and big

  i sing of Olaf glad and big
  whose warmest heart recoiled at war:

  by e e cummings 42 lines, 65,535 comments

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