Lesbilicious/Sh! winning poems
August 28th, 2008
A few weeks ago we held a competition with women-owned erotic emporium Sh! to give away 10 bullet vibrator kits as part of National Orgasm Day.
We had a great response to the competition, and it was a tough job for the Sh! ladies picked out their 10 favourite 4-line poems. Here are the winning poems, in all their orgasmic glory:
It gives me a little shiver,
When I feel that tingling sensation…
My whole body starts to quiver,
Then I am left with pure elation!!
by Mara
hungry moan - anticipation
deep, dirty, delicious - intoxication
darkness, light, tingling, mounting - eruption
consuming, encompassing, unleashed, released, … a lady love’s sweet, sweet, sweetest affirmation.
by MisChief
Whether it’s the fanny
Or in the bum
It’s always, always…
Great to come.
by Dendrum
On edge, on the edge of the bed, my own fingers slip inside my own wet folds
exploring myself. She enters me hard in my head, her mouth warm on my cunt.
My own interlocking wheels of mind and clit click! Finally! I try to erupt slowly, silently.
Shhhh! My mouth says, go back to sleep, I say and my fingers stroke his back.
by Claire
Shaking and quivering
Our legs are all a muddle,
Oh f**k,
I’ve bloody left a puddle!
by Hannah
Building pressure from my skull, pooling between my thighs
Liquid fire, head light, feel like I can fly
Muscles twitch, right foot cramps
No breath left, skin so tight and damp.
by KHL
hips on hips and lips on lips
fingers and tongues on
lips and clits
head on wall and eyes. to. god.
by Bridget
The thrill and excitement begins to rise with each wave,
My bodyheat begins to rise, feeling dizzy, in a daze.
Whoosh, the waves begin to fall.. the ultimate sensation travels through my spine.
Suddenly my body explodes, wow; now gasping, that felt divine.
by KT Jane
One is alright
Two would be better
Multiple would be wonderful
Mutual gets me wetter
by Sarah
heard it was explosion – some nuclear implosion;
Was told of flashing lights (heralds of delight);
But when my chance came, it just wasn’t the same:
“Yeah, it was okay; but thanks anyway.”
by D Deronda
Love Claire’s hahaha! I’m sure that is many a woman’s story.
The mag is great as are the four line poems.
I think Lesbilicious should have a poetry slot ‘Clit Lit’ as a permanent feature of “Books and Art.”
As a gesture, here’s a saucer of cream for the pussy:
Cock n’ bull
She knew herself too well
She knew him less well
She knew that when he
Flaccid in bed
Lay farting
There was a world
Of curving tenderness
Enfolding arms
Soft shoulders
Womanly charms
Waiting
F*** the wait
The weight of it all
Was too much
A life time of wait
And weight
And when
He scraped
At his scraggy balls
Wispy wire-haired
Like some mangy
Flea-bitten mutt
With jagged
Bitten nails
Cock was dead
Whilst the hen
pecking around the yard
Was bristling
In the presence of pussy
And pussy
Had been ever present
She knew him too well
She knew herself
Better