burning alive (a poem)

By: Christina Schmidt, MA
Poetry, 1 Comment on burning alive (a poem)

the wretched thing inside youwrithing, pulsating, mindlessdesiring what it cannot haveuseless, pointless, impotentpray to me, i am Goddess of the Unrequited forfeit your desires since day and nightmy body burns without relief, heart remains untouched an experience not for the faint or weak-kneedall promises unfulfilled will find their homeleave your dreams of another at my…

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his quiet reflections (a poem)

By: Christina Schmidt, MA
Poetry, 4 Comments on his quiet reflections (a poem)

Looking upon the lives of othersA kaleidoscope of colors and childlike wonders ‘I used to be seen,’ he recallsA scream lodged in his chest at the chance to be someone different Ready made box, a popular life modelLess of a fuss, nice and modestHe won’t live life twice, tacked to his third act as he…

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unfold (an erotic poem)

By: Christina Schmidt, MA
Poetry, Uncategorized, , 4 Comments on unfold (an erotic poem)

your lips take in the length of my necki sigh as i open towards yourelease of air, tension leaving my bodyi am nervous as i unfold to you, my thighs slowly part asyour fingers gently whisper across that skin, rose petals, velvet softyour warm hand soothes me, keeping me grounded to this time and placeour…

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Music: Desire by Meg Myers

By: Christina Schmidt, MA
Music Segments, , 1 Comment on Music: Desire by Meg Myers

Just heard this song today and had to share. I have little else to say to this vibe other than, yes. Meg Myers gets it…100%. Such a lovely thing to be understood through music. Happy weekend, indeed. Lyrics (provided by Genius) “Desire,” by Meg Myers. Album, Sorry. [Verse 1] Baby, I wanna touch youI wanna…

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Serious Moonlight (a poem)

By: Christina Schmidt, MA
Poetry, , 5 Comments on Serious Moonlight (a poem)

Make love to meAs the flowers swayAs the wind ripples across our backsA soft palette of fine green grass our bed Bodies entwined, illuminated by the fullness of the moonYour fingers through my hairMy mouth pressed to yoursHold me to the earthI will bring you to the stars. “Under the moonlight, this serious moonlight,” Let’s…

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random #32 (an erotic poem)

By: Christina Schmidt, MA
Poetry, 4 Comments on random #32 (an erotic poem)

*This post contains mature content.* half of what my mind creates causes thighs to tighten and quake you can’t see what i know to be true i get wet by the idea of you I have a collection of random pieces, many short in length and without too much direction. Christina Schmidt, MAarmedwithcoffee.com

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bath time (an erotic short)

By: Christina Schmidt, MA
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*This piece contains mature subject matter.* When I’m in the bath everything outside of it ceases to be a concern. I’m selfish in this space, unabashedly so. Bath time is like good sex, I take my time and I am thorough. Better still, great sex where I am both refreshed and deeply satisfied. However, bath…

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Wrestle, Part I (an erotic short)

By: Christina Schmidt, MA
Uncategorized, 9 Comments on Wrestle, Part I (an erotic short)

You playfully swat my ponytail. I cut my eyes to the side, squinting at you as I speak, You know I hate that. I don’t like it when my hair is messed with and you damn well know it. Without word you do it again, annoying me, wanting my attention. As your hand smacks the…

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