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26 Poetic And Steamy Literary Sexts You Can Send To Your Lover

Poetry is how I make love to you when you're gone.
Sade Andria Zabala
February 8, 2017
“When is a monster not a monster? Oh, when you love it.”
— Caitlyn Siehl, Literary Sexts: A Collection of Short & Sexy Love Poems(Volume 1)
Tagged: Love, Poetry, monster
“sext: I am searching for a place to call home. Can it be you?”
— Sade Andria Zabala, I Sexted My Ex And We Accidentally Made Poetry
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“Poetry is the way I fuck you when you’re gone.”
— Nicola Cayless, Literary Sexts
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“My hands are nomads, my dear desert. May they never find rest.”
— Lex Borrow, Literary Sexts
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“Your name, a game I play, doesn’t echo as much as it beats, some deep bass line emerges from the background and hooks me into humming.”
— Robert Lee Brewer, Literary Sexts
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“You, with your urge to fuck in a church– and me, with my want to mark your body with my bite… Some might find us monsterous.”
— Rachel Nix, Literary Sexts
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“Sext: swallow me like honey. I’ll drip across your cheeks the way Saturday morning’s sun paints your face in light. I wanna be your light.”
— Schuyler Peck, Swallow me like honey. I’ll drip across your cheeks the way Saturday morning’s sun paints your face in light. I wanna be your light.
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“Sext: You got my body like a tangled constellation with your meteor shower touch. I want to sift under your hands like stardust.”
— overturnedinkwell, You got my body like a tangled constellation with... | Spilled Love Letters
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“sext: i wrote an elegy to you in my poetry class. i know you’re not dead, but it kind of feels that way, even though i can still taste you with every cup of tea. i’ve washed that jumper fifty times, but it still smells like you.”
— k.n.a., <p>sext: the last time we kissed was september 28th. do you remember? my lips haven’t touched anyone else’s since you delicately destroyed me.</p> <p>sext: it’s hard to fathom the distance between...
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“Sext: I want your hands to touch me in the places I have yet to be touched. So hold me like the sky is falling. Hold me like tomorrow isn’t promised and tonight is all we have and I will hold you, too. I will cradle you between my arms and when I tell you that the sky is falling all around us - it won’t matter. You’ll say, ‘Let it fall from the sky, I love you. I love you and there’s nowhere else I’d rather be.’”
— Abagail Pacheco, Sext: I want your hands to touch me in the places I have yet to be touched. So hold me like the sky is falling. Hold me like tomorrow isn’t promised and tonight is all we have and I will hold you too....
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“sext: fireflies fall on your skin. I kiss the trail they leave to find your light.”
— Ayah E., Sext: I want your hands to touch me in the places I have yet to be touched. So hold me like the sky is falling. Hold me like tomorrow isn’t promised and tonight is all we have and I will hold you too....
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“Sext: I spit in your mouth and it’s like wine; we slow down, cherry-stem-knot stumbling until I’m melting on your torso.”
— Heaven Fay, <p>sext: the last time we kissed was september 28th. do you remember? my lips haven’t touched anyone else’s since you delicately destroyed me.</p> <p>sext: it’s hard to fathom the distance between...
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“Sext: We are bruising the light. Our shadows are open wounds. Our shadows are God’s wombs. Have you ever seen the skin of you that the summer has not birthed new? Have you ever tasted how pink you were the moment you unwebbed your fingers? Tilt your head back. Put your tongue out. Let me show you, let me show you.”
— Heaven Fay, <p>sext: the last time we kissed was september 28th. do you remember? my lips haven’t touched anyone else’s since you delicately destroyed me.</p> <p>sext: it’s hard to fathom the distance between...
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“sext: people died for you.
I bet you liked it.
sext: they say Helen’s was the face
that launched a thousand ships
but she’s got nothing on you.
sext: good men took up arms and you
torched a city to the ground.
sext: But, oh, the roar of victory.
You must have been so proud.”
— Ashe Vernon, HOW TO MAKE LOVE TO THE GOD OF WAR
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“Sext: I have this dream where you are biting my bottom lip until it bleeds
Sext: I have this dream where you lean down to kiss me & it feels natural
Sext: I have this dream where you are on a cloud reaching out to me and I coyly run and hide, then suck on your finger ‘till thunder sounds
Sext: I have this dream where you are happy and fulfilled with each other
Sext: I have this dream where you want to kiss me in public
Sext: I have this dream where you ask me about my day and do not follow it with an invitation to come over when your parents are asleep
Sext: I have this dream where we tell each other the truth and it nauseates us
Sext: I have this dream where I do not try to sell you an idea of myself
Sext: I have this dream where you finger the commodity of me, then whisper, ‘I want the real thing.’
Sext: I have this dream where I ask you what you want and light floods from your mouth into mine”
— Lora Mathis, Dream Sexts
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“sext: When you first touched my leg my heart was a still lake where before I could only hear the ‘oh god, oh god’ of the brush of his fingertips. I have spent the last year coughing soot, but you tell me I reignited the flame in your throat. Is this what it feels like to be the fire and not the stake? Forgive me for being childish, but I would like to see you burn.”
— Sade Andria Zabala, U Suck: shitty love poems for shitty exes
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“sext: The tender way you touch things could dismantle the fucking sun.”
— Sade Andria Zabala, U Suck: shitty love poems for shitty exes
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“sext: Kiss me until it no longer hurts. Until the only flavor we have left is each other’s last name, stuck behind your teeth.”
— Sade Andria Zabala, U Suck: shitty love poems for shitty exes
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“sext: we fuck like we’re the only ones who do it right. You say my name and it comes out like a dark confession. Our mouths swing open like doors. Our mouths open and we spill into each other, like wine.”
— Tera K., Literary Sext
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“sext: I am fragile and unholy.
Open. Ravage. Eat.”
— Tanaka Mhishi, Literary Sext
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“you taste like cigarettes and blue jelly ranchers and underneath that, the stars that died to make you.”
— Fortesa Latifi
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“sext: I guess my soul just stumbled into your heartbeat and realized it liked the sound.”
— Ashe Vernon, Literary Sext
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“sext: Park your car by the elementary school, I want to count your ribs with my mouth.”
— Lora Mathis, Sext: I want your hands to touch me in the places I have yet to be touched. So hold me like the sky is falling. Hold me like tomorrow isn’t promised and tonight is all we have and I will hold you too....
Tagged: Literary Sext
“sext: they dust me for fingertips and find nothing but your claw marks.”
— Lora Mathis, Sext: I want your hands to touch me in the places I have yet to be touched. So hold me like the sky is falling. Hold me like tomorrow isn’t promised and tonight is all we have and I will hold you too....
Tagged: Literary Sext
“Do not fall in love with people like me.
I will take you to museums, and parks, and monuments, and kiss you in every beautiful place, so that you can never go back to them without tasting me like blood in your mouth.
I will destroy you in the most beautiful way possible. And when I leave you will finally understand, why storms are named after people.”
— Caitlyn Siehl, Literary Sext
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“Mark me like a passage from your favorite book, then open me there again and again.”
— Tammy Brewer
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