- 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 passiby Daniil Ivanovich Kharms 9 lines, 22 comments - Please master can I touch your cheek
please master can I kneel at your feetby Allen Ginsberg 56 lines, 4 comments - he came to the door one night wet thin beaten and
terrorizedby Charles Bukowski 55 lines, 4 comments - Naked she lay, clasped in my longing arms,
I filled with love, and she all over charms;by Lord John Wilmot 72 lines, 2 comments - we like to shower afterwards
(I like the water hotter than she)by Charles Bukowski 41 lines, 4 comments - Much wine had passed, with grave discourse
Of who fucks who, and who does worseby Lord John Wilmot 166 lines - Lord she's gone done left me
done packed up and splitby Etheridge Knight 19 lines, 4 comments - You ladies of merry England
Who have been to kiss the Duchess's hand,by Lord John Wilmot 92 lines, 8 comments - I go to bed in Los Angeles thinking
about you.by Richard Brautigan 8 lines, 3 comments - He spends the time in writing lays,
And posts them to her.by Lewis Carroll 42 lines, 1 comment - The sweet juices of your mouth
are like castles bathed in honey.by Richard Brautigan 6 lines, 4 comments - Her clothes were almost off;
Outside, a curious treeby Arthur Rimbaud 82 lines, 3 comments - When I see a couple of kids
And guess he's ******* her and she'sby Philip Larkin 20 lines, 1 comment - I saw the best minds of my generation destroyed by
madness, starving hysterical naked,by Allen Ginsberg 443 lines, 14 comments - 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 - As some brave admiral, in former war,
Deprived of force, but pressed with courage still,by Lord John Wilmot 48 lines, 1 comment - of Italian women
who squeeze eggplantsby Ernesto Trejo 11 lines, 6 comments - 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 givby Lord John Wilmot 12 lines, 1 comment - I could love thee till I die,
Would'st thou love me modestly,by Lord John Wilmot 24 lines - America I've given you all and now I'm nothing.
America two dollars and twentyseven cents Januaryby Allen Ginsberg 117 lines, 3 comments - the phone rang at 1:30 a.m.
and it was a man from Denver:by Charles Bukowski 36 lines, 12 comments - An obstacle, that came between
Him, and ourselves, and it.by Lewis Carroll 32 lines, 1 comment - Now that I have cooled to you
Let there be gold of tarnished masonry,by William Carlos Williams 25 lines, 1 comment - I cut the middle fingernail of the middle
fingerby Charles Bukowski 47 lines, 2 comments - There they are
drooping over the breakfast plates,by Anne Sexton 32 lines, 10 comments
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