Amours d’Été

When i dream of you
my back tenses
my heart aches
i can’t help but take
a moment
to picture your lips,
my finger entwined
in the depths of your curls
a sigh
a smile
a safety
a longing
a love…

barely breathing
a shaky acknowledgement
of our deepest
desire
i can feel your
softness, your warmth
on me, around me,
against me, within me
so many versions of you
to undress and
impress

you and i
are birds of a feather
both black and unassuming
but radiant in the light
i see your colours
and i long to paint them
on my canvas and my heart
with my tongue
my fingers
my gentle love
focus for a moment
and feel me
pressed against you
soft breasts
warm bellies
gentle touches
trembling thighs
a sensory feast
at your fingertips
dance with me
sway, sway
let the rhythm guide
the slow motions
of our explorations

i dream of you
like one longs for
warm beaches
and sunset serenades
you occupy my thoughts
but you’re not a dream
you’re raw fire,
complexity fueled by beauty
of mind and spirit
a sibling of softness
too rarely held
in strong arms

we only exist
inside the darkness
of my mind
but to me,
you are the light;
even my fantasy can’t
dim your brightness
you’re electric
eclectic
filled with life
hiding just beneath
the surface
some days,
i’m so in love with you
it hurts
to breathe
a lump in my throat
a pit in my stomach
a whisper in my mind

more than anything
i want to hold you
up above the clouds
help you shine
brighter than the sun
i want to see you
smile wider than a cat
relax into my arms
after a long day
hear your breathing slow
against my chest
as you gently close
your eyes and drift
off to sleep
i want to discover you
while you discover
yourself;
i want to earn your
heart while you
fill up your cup
with my love.

© 2026 Tashi Palmo All Rights Reserved

Daddy’s Good Girl

Bow your head to me
let me grasp the clasp
that binds us,
and makes you feel
whole again

Present your open hands
so I may fill them
with the throbbing object
of my desires

Kneel in poised positions
statuesque perfection
willing and ready
to do Daddy’s bidding
with the nod of a head

Beg me, time and time again
to hold you tight
and fill you,
so completely
with my love.

© 2020 Tashi Palmo All Rights Reserved

So you want Sexy Poems?

For you, my reader,
I spread the pages of my soul,
I dip the tip of my tongue
In the forbidden ink of divine intervention.
A lost soul longing for a set of lips,
To kiss, lick, suckle to my heart’s content.

A tickle of a button
So soft it could make a feather tremble,
A breath caught between two sheets;
One second, two, three?
A gasp!
Air rushing through inflamed lungs,
Tiny beads of sweat dangling
On skin as soft as lips
Caressing freshly painted nails.

For you, my reader,
I explore long lost caves
Forsaken by the gods;
Heathen sanctuaries
Of nymphs, sprites, and fairies
I penetrate sacred grounds,
Document my stories
With tale after tale,
Stroke after stroke
Of my pen on shaking parchment.

A trusting hand,
Curling inside forbidden fruit;
A pressure so pure
It parts the sky with its lust.
The surrender…
Sweet delight, like hydromel;
Nectar of the gods.
Even they are unworthy
Of the delicacy, that is you.

© 2020 Tashi Palmo All Rights Reserved