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Shift (an erotic poem)

By: Christina Schmidt, MA July 15, 2020July 30, 2020

Poetryerotic poetry, poem, Poetry, shift7 Comments

This one started out serious and ended up as being fun, taken by a moment. As always, thoughts are welcome. His approach provokes thoughts Movement, breathtaking in it’s own right [decided, intended, forward] He flips the attention onto me Distracting me from admiring his prowess I love the way you move I think you’ll go…

Kintsukuroi Me (a poem)

By: Christina Schmidt, MA July 3, 2020July 3, 2020

Poetrykintsukuroi, poem, Poetry4 Comments

no originals repairs only the art of healing scars proof lacquered in gold sunder undone more radiant than before Kintsukuroi Me by Christina Schmidt, MA armedwithcoffee.com

Cascades (an erotic poem)

By: Christina Schmidt, MA June 24, 2020July 15, 2020

Poetrya man's thigh, erotic poetry, mouth, poem, Poetry5 Comments

As always, thoughts are welcome. Good call, G. Hair is highly visual. blonde cascades spill over you what the softest of strands fail to cover my mouth will provide whispers of locks caressing skin falling haphazardly across the elongated form that is you lips enough hair to spill ’round both our heads blocking the light…

Mouth (an erotic poem)

By: Christina Schmidt, MA June 6, 2020

Poetryerotic poetry, erotica, free verse poetry, mouth, poem, Poetry, the kiss11 Comments

This one is a bit twisty. My appreciation of “tasking” wouldn’t stop as I was developing this piece. I respect the process; how I see it is how I see it. Decidedly free verse poetry. I’ve paid homage to a powerful encounter with “The Kiss” but I never really addressed the importance of that first…

Not My Feeling (a poem)

By: Christina Schmidt, MA May 29, 2020July 25, 2020

Poetrynot my feeling, poem, Poetry12 Comments

Yesterday. Today. Tomorrow Never Knows. True. I have a pretty good idea. About the next day. The day after too. Time is endless. In the void. A colorless, gray place. Not my scene. Not my feeling. Yet. Here I am. We all take turns here. And it was mine. There will come a shard of…

Thistle (a poem)

By: Christina Schmidt, MA May 19, 2020

Poetrypoem, Poetry, thistle1 Comment

Splash of purple along the path Spiked on the outset, yet yielding to touch Even plant life have their issues Thistle (a poem) by Christina Schmidt, MA armedwithcoffee.com

Fingers (an erotic poem)

By: Christina Schmidt, MA May 11, 2020July 1, 2020

Poetryerotic poetry, fingers, poem, Poetry17 Comments

*This poem contains erotic subject matter. Twin nevi on my neck Connect the dots, draw the line Continue on to that most dramatic bone Dip into that velvet hollow I rejoice in a fingered clavicle Skilled, warm fingers (such as I adore) I’ve ‘nother silken hollow You’ve determined to explore My sigh is your name,…

Play Dumb (a poem)

By: Christina Schmidt, MA May 7, 2020July 1, 2020

Poetryplay dumb, poem, Poetry12 Comments

I know why I’m here you best as well Your chance don’t muck it up My request no cliches Tell me your truth or go away Play dumb with someone else Play Dumb (a poem) Christina Schmidt, MA armedwithcoffee.com