HAIKU

This collection of my erotic, lesbian-themed haiku began as an online chapbook called LadyPetals. I recently decided to let the additional domain name go, and move the haiku here, to Geek Porn Girl.

Jane’s Guide, an erotic website and blog review site, once reviewed LadyPetals, saying of the collection:

“Snippets of erotica sometimes seem to do more for me than a whole story. I guess it’s like seeing a flash of leg, or a single button undone, instead of full nudity. At any rate, I loved this site, lesbian-themed erotic haiku. Newish, just started in September, but with a delicious collection of sexy snippets.”

In these poems, I try to create a turn-on in 17 syllables. Purists will point out that I ignore some of the conventions of traditional haiku (although I love sticking to a 17 count; it’s like figuring out a crossword puzzle). But after all, ignoring conventions is part of eroticism.

These tiny poems are like chocolate truffles… they’re better if you don’t eat them all at once.

If you’re a prude – poetry or otherwise – you’re on the wrong website. Otherwise, enjoy!

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32.

Bruises on my skin,
without words, tell the story
of a night’s pleasure.

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haikutangerine

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31.

Fingers slippery,
voice rising in private song,
I plumb my own depths.

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haikutangerine

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30.

The nape of your neck,
my lips brush across warm skin
dusted with fine hair.

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haikutangerine

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29.

Forget the handcuffs.
I stretch my arms overhead,
surrendering now.

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haikutangerine

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28.

My hips rise and fall
to the relentless cadence
of your dancing tongue.

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haikutangerine

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27.

Legs over the arms,
my favorite place to take you
is in your desk chair.

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haikutangerine

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26.

Slow run of honey
over goosebumps on your thighs.
Steam rising upward.

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haikutangerine

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25.

Your hands mold and shape,
making a vessel of me
you will fill with lust.

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haikutangerine

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24.

Roll me in your hands.
Push through my outer layer, and
juice me like an orange.

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haikutangerine

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23.

You, riding my thigh,
hair against hair, wet on wet.
My sex remembers.

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haikutangerine

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22.

Our quickening pace
moves me to a place beyond
all thought and reason.

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haikutangerine

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21.

The pulse in your neck
revealing your heart racing
although you lie still.

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haikutangerine

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20.

Labia swollen,
the slip of skin against skin,
hand making circles.

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haikutangerine

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19.

I tip the candle,
hot wax spilling down your back,
sweet scent of your pain.

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haikutangerine

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18.

The salt and the tang,
the sweet, musky creaminess…
I could stay all day.

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haikutangerine

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17.

I hang on the edge,
matching breath until you say:
“It’s okay. Come now.”

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haikutangerine

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16.

Yielding to your voice,
I open to touch myself,
as you requested.

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haikutangerine

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15.

A rush of wetness
as your muscles push me out
and your back arches.

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haikutangerine

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14.

The bulge in your shorts,
you glorious genderfuck –
you make it your own.

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haikutangerine

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13.

The heat of your hands
left an imprint on my breasts
that I feel today.

.

haikutangerine

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12.

Kneeling above me,
you are a pillar of salt
I lick eagerly.

.

haikutangerine

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11.

Where there is friction
there is heat, but our wetness
quenches the burning.

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haikutangerine

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10.

I’d welcome the chance
to hold you down and ring you
like a temple bell.

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haikutangerine

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9.

The flick of your tongue,
holding me at the edge of
anticipation.

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haikutangerine

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8.

The suspense is thick.
Goosebumps rising on my back,
blood runs hot below.

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haikutangerine

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7.

My bed is empty.
Touching myself, I’ll call you
into the darkness.

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haikutangerine

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6.

Rain drumming the roof
your fingers drumming in me —
I yield to rhythm.

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haikutangerine

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5.

Ant on peony,
traveling through your ruffles
with my soft tongue tip.

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haikutangerine

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4.

The first smack stung hot,
startling the two of us,
as you marked my skin.

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haikutangerine

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3.

You spin in the air
while I think of our last night,
honey flowing down.

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haikutangerine

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2.

Hot nectar running,
I feel your hand splitting me
like a ripened peach.

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haikutangerine

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1.

How naked I feel,
my bare thighs wrapped around you,
still in your blue jeans.

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haikutangerine

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4 responses to “HAIKU

  1. Haiku’s and sex go together so well. I wrote one about spring in SF —

    Piles of pink blossoms
    Cushioning me as I kneel
    One sticks to my cunt.

  2. Great read. Especially liked no.22.

  3. learningdragon2

    I really enjoyed your poetry. Thanks for sharing.

  4. I am writing a story where the character writes erotic haiku. this was good research. well done.

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