Supernova Skin

Pause

Breathe

This lust
it's torturous

Poetry I wish
I could tell you
how your the only
sensation stimulating senses
leaving me senseless

At night
constellations
dance on my eyelids

I am drowning
in their explosions

Supernova starlets

Asteroid alphabets

Poetry you say
the most
HEAVY
words
like
it's

Effortless

They slip
gracefully

off your
tongue

To burn
in my marrow
 
Within this
supernova skin

Pause

Breathe

This lust
it's torturous

Otherworldly
seduction

Your star chart lips
that kiss the stardust
freckles along my
braille throat

Ink along
linear dimensions
and curvaceous peaks

You may get distracted
by a few cleavage stars
along the way
(.)(.)

As I smothered
you in disheveled
heartstrings

Poetry you have
invoked in me
a passion
so great
that even
Venus
herself
swoons

As blossoms bloom
tendered dew

Kissed in dreams
rose'd upon petals soft
lipped gentle reams

Essence even more sweet
slow sprinkles of moister seeps
timid thrusts igniting lust

Fingering thoughts
sweltering
girthing
possibles
in-between

As heaven's gate
opens up

Pearled
upon tongue
warp speed cumming
echoed screams of maddening sounds
timeless universe porn

Mentality adorn
sexy galaxies

Pause

Breathe

This lust
it's torturous

Mentally traced
Fingerings
that linger
in mental
s p a c e

Of unnamed
galactic shades
and hues
 
It did not matter
your ever expanding eyes
frightened me

Or that my primal
erRO(A)R)s))))
bellowed horridly

As I become
starry eyed
by your brilliance

I feel the curve
of your spine
in finger movements
as I press down upon
the swelling of your spirit

Trembling sweeps through me
in a rush of rolling ink

Poetry oozing over tender lips
as I taste silence for a moment

Pause

Breathe

This lust
it's torturous

My warped mind can swell
slithering words towards a finish
in the star strangled delirium
of broken dimensions

Reach the center of my Universe
as we ride through the galaxies
within the nude zone

Cause I form
eroticism the best
flesh lipped bold
unblushing femininity
growing in virgin bloom
delivered eager
moist and warm

Within
lipped
torment
I'll infiltrate
the depths of you

For I know
what is trapped
in these ribs
it is something strong
but not whole

Ink drips
from my pores
sweating thoughts

You see I am writer
A die-hard fighter
I stay poetically
b l e e d i n g

As I live in a wonderland
of ink and sorrow

Pause

Breathe

This lust
it's torturous

By Samantha Campbell

Reviews

[Luke L]

Whoa you made words very sexy here! Your poetry is delicious!

[KeeD]

"Supernova starlets" This was hot, creative and hot.
Love the smoothness of the font when you decide to play "Effortless"
"Pause

Breathe

This lust
it's torturous" oh my f*****g God, are you good or are you good.. wow.. your writing style is addictive. You may get distracted
by a few cleavage stars
along the way
(.)(.) < hahahahahaha, you're such an artist, creativity personified. The way you've put together this piece. Have my babies :P

[Samantha ~virginpoet]

I dont know what to be more flattered by your review or the "have my babies" comment :)~ and thanks

[The Doctor]

I'm left speechless as always... I wish there was a review I could give the could amount to the impact that your pieces have on all of your spectators.
-The Doctor

[Jetta Zippora]

Wow. Deep. Vivid. Moving. Harsh yet so beautiful. Brilliant write, brilliant images, friend.

[w]

I want to HEAR this!

[Coyote Poetry]

The poem is amazing. Always a good journey into your words and thoughts.
"Within
lipped
torment
I'll infiltrate
the depths of you"
I like the flow of thoughts and the very nice ending. Thank you for the outstanding poetry.
Coyote

[Celestial Witch Child]

I love this poem, I just feel like some punctuation would make this flow a bit more smoothly and add some extra emphasis. Great piece.

[kingblaq]

wow...beauty

[eglantine]

to add more emphasis on the first line, "pause" i'd insert an extra space or two between it and the second line, "breathe" I'd like to hear you perform this poem, I bet it'd be awesome

[Jibey]

The repetiton of the phrase 'This lust is torturous' provides a uniting theme and the imagery of the heavens and the language of poetry combine to speak of the urgent promptings of desire... laced throughout with delicious sexual imagery