Fucking Love Poems

Posted on February 23, 2016July 20, 2017 by Jade A. Waters

I was thinking of how much I love you,
How I always want you near,
How something inside me tingles,
Every time that you are here.
It shouldn't be this way, I know.
This electricity, this spark,
The way I feel a little flutter
As if you control my heart.
It's troublesome how well you know me,
How you can smile when you say my name,
But we will pass it off in this frustration
Of our never-ending game.
I'm not supposed to be writing love poems—
I'm a serious poet, you know,
But I'd be lying if I pretended
You aren't a part of the words that flow.
So again, I will shelve my feelings
And exclaim, "I'm locking away my heart"—
But the truth is that I love you so,
I can't imagine being apart.

Safe

Posted on January 20, 2016July 24, 2017 by Jade A. Waters

She found herself paralyzed
Sick with grief
And yet not sick at all,
All of it
None of it
Too much
Too little,
And so when he came to her
She was restless,
Her body tense, her mind aching,
Startled by those warm hands,
His warm hands
Sliding round her waist.

"I'm here," he said,
"Right here. Yours."
She held her breath
But deep inside, she knew—
He would free her lungs
When he pulled her closer,
Pressed his lips to hers
Tongue seeking, roaming, finding,
Reminding her of what was,
What could be,
What they were.
"I love you, you know," he said,
And when she said, "I do,"
The words were a whisper into
The wetness of his mouth,
A gasp against the clutch of his body.

The heat fired in her,
Finally,
Again,
As he peeled back the sides of her shirt
Kissed the edge of her jaw,
Trailed damp lips along her neck
And breathed her in,
Before he met her eyes.
"So much," he said. "And I want you now.
Come back to me."
His hands pulled away her shirt
Drifted over her breasts
Circling nipples that waxed, waned
Stood for him,
Before he drew his fingers to her waist
And carefully unfastened her jeans.

At this she sighed—
It was him, her love.
There was
No paralysis,
No grief;
He was the one who knew
How to rescue her time and again.
And when he dropped to his knees
Burying his mouth against the heat
That rose between her thighs—
She tilted back her head,
And moaned it all away

For good.

Elust #77 is Here!

Posted on December 20, 2015December 16, 2015 by Jade A. Waters

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Earth

Posted on December 11, 2015July 24, 2017 by Jade A. Waters

We lie here, together
One with this earth
Bodies writhing,
Chests pressed
Arms stretching in soil,
We seek to grab anything,
Clawing into ground.
Muddied and sore,
Our fingers lace, tight—
Mine are yours
Yours are mine
And your kisses
Take my cheeks, my lips,
Shocking like raindrops
That tumble down from
The murky sky.

As we fuck, the dirt
Spreads, surrounds,
Hugs the grind of our hips
The arch of my back,
The dig of my heels
On this sandy shore.
Ours are desperate groans
That sway and hum;
They are the sweep of waves
Filling the universe
With an infinite, noisy lust.
For this, we press on,
Our hunger that of the dirtied—
Wanting, bearing down;
Together in this soil
We are one.

There is a tremor
Earth-shattering
A cry that fills our ears,
Rattles our souls
And we shudder in this caress.
This is closeness,
Us
But our need is harder,
Heavier,
Sweaty and raw
We are lost
In this feral clutch,
Longing to be closer
To be deeper, and part
Of the very earth
On which we grind.

“Longing” – Part of Coming Together: In Verse

Posted on November 24, 2015July 24, 2017 by Jade A. Waters

I believe this is what they call longing:
The quick pulse in my neck
The tightness of my belly
The hot, wet clench of my cunt,
Because all I can think about is you—
Standing there, that smile on your face
Cock hard and lifted
For me.

So I catch a breath of air,
Catch because I can
Hardly breathe when I look at you
When I think of you, when I crave you,
Walking closer and
Skimming fingers over
All the parts of me that long
For this.

You sit beside me
Hip to mine, head cocked
Those fingertips finding their way inside—
No pretense, no hesitation.
I find my breath, fast and deep,
Like the thrust of your fingers
And when I close my eyes and cry out, it is
For you.

I know now that
Yes, this is longing,
Even when you give me what I ache for,
Show me what I need.
I still lie here, feeling you, loving you
Lost in your touch—but
Longing—infinitely, indefinitely
For more.

Love Like the Stars

Posted on November 16, 2015July 24, 2017 by Jade A. Waters

Like a star you plummet—
Deep, dark
Heavy
The universe that stood between us
Filled, warm
The glisten of stars
Spins round
So fast
To feel the ache that fills you
Fills me
Pushes us;
Sweat like oceans
Sways with the tide,
Down your cheeks as you tire,
But the moon trembles
And cries for more
An eclipse
Of surrender
And like comets there is
A drizzle,
A dripping
Of the heavens
Between us.

I Imagine

Posted on November 6, 2015July 24, 2017 by Jade A. Waters

I imagine
Fucking you—
Lifting my skirt, straddling you
Settling over your
Hips and taking
Your cock in hand,
Plump, full
Glistening with that sweet drop
Of precome
Before I glide
Your beautiful length
Along my sticky lips,
The look on your face
Making my cunt seize
Just before I slide you in
And take you as far as I can.

I imagine
We’ll moan
You’ll be so deep inside,
I’ll dig my knees in the floor
So I can best thrust
Along your glorious length.
My hands will run
Up your chest,
Down your sides,
Fingernails digging when
That kiss of yours
Makes me fuck you
Harder,
Makes my pussy clench
With the way it feels to
Ride you.

I imagine
How we’ll knock
Against that floor,
You stretching me,
Hands on me,
Staring into my face
As I thrust down,
Back up, and god,
You feel so good.
Gasps spring from our lips
And your body tightens
When I grasp your arms
As firmly
As my cunt grips you,
Then take one last, hard rock
To send us into bliss.

I imagine
We’ll lie there
For a while
Hearts pounding,
Breath wild
Bodies lifting, shaking
And tingling.
The sweet fluid
Of us drips
Down all over our floor.
You kiss my fingers,
Nibble them as you grin
Both of us are sated, trembling, happy
Still
Until, I imagine
We try it once more.

Sunset

Posted on September 21, 2015July 24, 2017 by Jade A. Waters

He puts his hand on my thigh
And I feel my heart
Stop
He shouldn’t do this to me
Smooth palm, warm skin
Fingers making the slightest caress
And those eyes
Staring into me, reaching my soul.
“What do you think?” he asks.
I don’t know anymore
What the answer is
What he’s saying,
Are we talking about the sunset
Or the touch of his skin on mine?
It’s ridiculous how I
Lose myself with him,
How the sunset we’re watching
Pales
In comparison to those eyes
That hand, that mouth
Leaning into my ear.
“Well?” he whispers.
It’s not my heart that stops now
It’s my breathing.
I’m not breathing
I am holding here
Watching fingers curve over my thigh.
The rush of his breath on my cheek
Is sweeter than the golden glow
Of the horizon,
And I know I want all of him
His touch, his kiss
Basking with me here in this sunset.
So I raise my head,
Take a breath
Take this chance.
“It’s perfect,” I say,
And I lean in for the kiss
Radiating, golden and glorious
Beneath our sunset.

Bound

Posted on September 8, 2015July 24, 2017 by Jade A. Waters

“I want you,” she says.
She extends her palms
She is naked, crouched
On this hotel room floor,
And as she tilts her head
Her hair brushes
Over one of her nipples,
Red and hard, jutting out
From the flush of her breasts.
“Please,” she whispers.
Her belly tightens,
The flesh of her thighs shakes
When she rises to her knees,
But what strikes me most
Is the look in her eyes—
Deep, desirous, loving
Binding herself to me.

I unfasten my belt
Tug it off my hips,
Weave it round her wrists
As she asked me to do
When we arrived.
Her breath quickens
As does mine,
And once her hands
Are locked together
She wriggles closer,
Waiting while I unzip.
After I release myself
I take her belted wrists,
Guide them under my cock,
And sigh as her fingers
Instantly curl around me.

I cannot stop watching her
When she takes me
Hungrily in her mouth,
Seductive whimpers
Gusting out as her lips
Slide all the way along me.
She doesn’t flinch when she
Moves so quick I strike
The back of her throat.
She doesn’t do anything but smile
As she glides back and forth,
Fingers gripping me tight
Eyes promising, telling me
Everything as the moan
Falls from my lips.

“You are beautiful,”
I say, and she is—
The most beautiful goddess
I’ve ever known,
Her lips reddening as she sucks,
Her body trembling
Almost as much as mine.
The sounds of her mouth
Make me quiver,
Tingle, and gasp.
It’s when the pleasure
Rises that I pull away,
Taking her wrists and
Helping her off the floor.

I push her back on the bed
Hook her wrists round my neck,
And spread apart her legs.
I find her with my fingers—
Dipping them in, slipping them out,
Watching the look on her face,
The flicker of her eyes.
“I need you,” I say,
“Want you so much,”
And her head moves up and down
As I kiss her, then slide inside.
Her heat sucks me in,
Grasps me tight.

Her cries spill
Against my mouth
As I thrust, and inhale her scent.
I am drowning in this.
She shudders when she comes—
Eyes open and bright.
I see her love for me,
Feel my love for her, and
So I drive deep to show her—
I want to be bound
Like this, to her,
Forever.

Shouldn’t

Posted on August 26, 2015July 24, 2017 by Jade A. Waters

FUCKING LOVE POEMS

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SAFE

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EARTH

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LONGING

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One of three brand new poems, out now in Coming Together: In Verse

Find out more about Jade's contributions to Coming Together: In Verse here, or buy the anthology on Amazon.

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LOVE LIKE THE STARS

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I IMAGINE

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SUNSET

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BOUND

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SHOULDN'T

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