First Blush

[Dakshinq]

In a secluded glen where shadows flirt,
Where summer’s heat wraps tight and warm,
Our bodies blend, our spirits spurt,
In sultry night’s inviting storm.

The twilight bathes in fiery blush,
As moonlight spills on skin so bare,
Each touch ignites a heated rush,
And every breath we slowly share.

Beneath the canopy of night,
Where whispers turn to fervent sighs,
We glide in lust’s intoxicating flight,
As pleasure lights our fevered eyes.

The path we tread is soft and still,
A canvas for our eager dreams,
Where fingers trace with primal thrill,
And every touch is bursting seams.

The trees stand guard with breathless hush,
As we succumb to raw desire,
Each kiss a spark in passion’s crush,
Each moan a flare of hidden fire.

In this haven of heated night,
Where every kiss is wild and free,
We lose ourselves in fervent flight,
In ecstasy’s pure reverie.

For in this glade where shadows sway,
And all our secret longings meld,
We dance until the dawn of day,
In the heat where our desires are held.

DR DEAR

 

[Anshhi]

In a secluded glen where shadows flirt,
Where summer’s heat wraps tight and warm,
Our bodies blend, our spirits spurt,
In sultry night’s inviting storm.

The twilight bathes in fiery blush,
As moonlight spills on skin so bare,
Each touch ignites a heated rush,
And every breath we slowly share.

Beneath the canopy of night,
Where whispers turn to fervent sighs,
We glide in lust’s intoxicating flight,
As pleasure lights our fevered eyes.

The path we tread is soft and still,
A canvas for our eager dreams,
Where fingers trace with primal thrill,
And every touch is bursting seams.

The trees stand guard with breathless hush,
As we succumb to raw desire,
Each kiss a spark in passion’s crush,
Each moan a flare of hidden fire.

In this haven of heated night,
Where every kiss is wild and free,
We lose ourselves in fervent flight,
In ecstasy’s pure reverie.

For in this glade where shadows sway,
And all our secret longings meld,
We dance until the dawn of day,
In the heat where our desires are held.

DR DEAR

Gotta admit you have talent... beautiful
*A_AICS

 

[Winnie]

Nice

 

[criss cross]

In a secluded glen where shadows flirt,
Where summer’s heat wraps tight and warm,
Our bodies blend, our spirits spurt,
In sultry night’s inviting storm.

The twilight bathes in fiery blush,
As moonlight spills on skin so bare,
Each touch ignites a heated rush,
And every breath we slowly share.

Beneath the canopy of night,
Where whispers turn to fervent sighs,
We glide in lust’s intoxicating flight,
As pleasure lights our fevered eyes.

The path we tread is soft and still,
A canvas for our eager dreams,
Where fingers trace with primal thrill,
And every touch is bursting seams.

The trees stand guard with breathless hush,
As we succumb to raw desire,
Each kiss a spark in passion’s crush,
Each moan a flare of hidden fire.

In this haven of heated night,
Where every kiss is wild and free,
We lose ourselves in fervent flight,
In ecstasy’s pure reverie.

For in this glade where shadows sway,
And all our secret longings meld,
We dance until the dawn of day,
In the heat where our desires are held.

DR DEAR

Lovely

 

[Rockzz ✨श्वेतराग✨]

In a secluded glen where shadows flirt,
Where summer’s heat wraps tight and warm,
Our bodies blend, our spirits spurt,
In sultry night’s inviting storm.

The twilight bathes in fiery blush,
As moonlight spills on skin so bare,
Each touch ignites a heated rush,
And every breath we slowly share.

Beneath the canopy of night,
Where whispers turn to fervent sighs,
We glide in lust’s intoxicating flight,
As pleasure lights our fevered eyes.

The path we tread is soft and still,
A canvas for our eager dreams,
Where fingers trace with primal thrill,
And every touch is bursting seams.

The trees stand guard with breathless hush,
As we succumb to raw desire,
Each kiss a spark in passion’s crush,
Each moan a flare of hidden fire.

In this haven of heated night,
Where every kiss is wild and free,
We lose ourselves in fervent flight,
In ecstasy’s pure reverie.

For in this glade where shadows sway,
And all our secret longings meld,
We dance until the dawn of day,
In the heat where our desires are held.

DR DEAR

Impressive writing....

 

[paggye]

Beautiful! I really wish I could write poems like that, but honestly, writing has never been one of my strengths. I’ve always struggled to get my thoughts down on paper in a way that flows, especially when it comes to something as creative as poetry. Back in college, I would often rely on services like https://stateofwriting.com/uk/psychology-writing-service for help, especially with my psychology papers. Without their assistance, it would take me weeks just to finish one assignment. They really helped me stay on track and get through the workload without feeling overwhelmed

 

[OliviaRose]

In a secluded glen where shadows flirt,
Where summer’s heat wraps tight and warm,
Our bodies blend, our spirits spurt,
In sultry night’s inviting storm.

The twilight bathes in fiery blush,
As moonlight spills on skin so bare,
Each touch ignites a heated rush,
And every breath we slowly share.

Beneath the canopy of night,
Where whispers turn to fervent sighs,
We glide in lust’s intoxicating flight,
As pleasure lights our fevered eyes.

The path we tread is soft and still,
A canvas for our eager dreams,
Where fingers trace with primal thrill,
And every touch is bursting seams.

The trees stand guard with breathless hush,
As we succumb to raw desire,
Each kiss a spark in passion’s crush,
Each moan a flare of hidden fire.

In this haven of heated night,
Where every kiss is wild and free,
We lose ourselves in fervent flight,
In ecstasy’s pure reverie.

For in this glade where shadows sway,
And all our secret longings meld,
We dance until the dawn of day,
In the heat where our desires are held.

DR DEAR

Lovely

 

[Honey bunch]

In a secluded glen where shadows flirt,
Where summer’s heat wraps tight and warm,
Our bodies blend, our spirits spurt,
In sultry night’s inviting storm.

The twilight bathes in fiery blush,
As moonlight spills on skin so bare,
Each touch ignites a heated rush,
And every breath we slowly share.

Beneath the canopy of night,
Where whispers turn to fervent sighs,
We glide in lust’s intoxicating flight,
As pleasure lights our fevered eyes.

The path we tread is soft and still,
A canvas for our eager dreams,
Where fingers trace with primal thrill,
And every touch is bursting seams.

The trees stand guard with breathless hush,
As we succumb to raw desire,
Each kiss a spark in passion’s crush,
Each moan a flare of hidden fire.

In this haven of heated night,
Where every kiss is wild and free,
We lose ourselves in fervent flight,
In ecstasy’s pure reverie.

For in this glade where shadows sway,
And all our secret longings meld,
We dance until the dawn of day,
In the heat where our desires are held.

DR DEAR

This is an incredibly passionate and evocative poem,

Your use of vivid imagery and sensual language draws the reader into a deeply intimate experience. The rhythm flows beautifully, enhancing the theme of connection and desire throughout.

The juxtaposition of the natural setting with the intense emotions of love and longing creates a powerful atmosphere. Lines like "Each kiss a spark in passion’s crush" and "We lose ourselves in fervent flight" perfectly encapsulate the overwhelming sensations of love.

It's a celebration of intimacy and the magic that can happen in a secluded moment. ​

 

[Ashnaa]

Not bad

 

[Osprey]

In a secluded glen where shadows flirt,
Where summer’s heat wraps tight and warm,
Our bodies blend, our spirits spurt,
In sultry night’s inviting storm.

The twilight bathes in fiery blush,
As moonlight spills on skin so bare,
Each touch ignites a heated rush,
And every breath we slowly share.

Beneath the canopy of night,
Where whispers turn to fervent sighs,
We glide in lust’s intoxicating flight,
As pleasure lights our fevered eyes.

The path we tread is soft and still,
A canvas for our eager dreams,
Where fingers trace with primal thrill,
And every touch is bursting seams.

The trees stand guard with breathless hush,
As we succumb to raw desire,
Each kiss a spark in passion’s crush,
Each moan a flare of hidden fire.

In this haven of heated night,
Where every kiss is wild and free,
We lose ourselves in fervent flight,
In ecstasy’s pure reverie.

For in this glade where shadows sway,
And all our secret longings meld,
We dance until the dawn of day,
In the heat where our desires are held.

DR DEAR

In the glen where shadows gently play,
I feel the heat of passion sway,
Your words, like whispers, soft and bright,
Unfold the dance of love’s delight.

Each line, a brush of tender fire,
Unveils the heart’s most raw desire,
Where bodies meet in rhythmic grace,
And every touch finds its embrace.

The moonlight casts its sacred glow,
As in your verses, feelings flow,
With every kiss and fervent sigh,
I sense the pulse of love's high tide.

The trees stand silent, lost in awe,
As primal instincts start to draw,
A path where lust and longing reign,
And pleasure lingers without refrain.

In twilight's hush, where passions burn,
Your poem takes a sensual turn,
With every breath and fevered moan,
It speaks of worlds where love is known.

And as the night dissolves to day,
I see your desires gently sway,
A canvas full of dreams untold,
Where hearts in fervor still unfold.

------------MAD MAX-----------