The Poetry of Emme

This is a website for me to post my poetry so it's all in one spot!

About Emme

I am a 28 year old poet that loves to write about the many emotions of my life. From love to loss to kink, I love to write about it. I hope that I can evoke some emotions in you through my poetry, as that is the goal of my works.I've been writing since high school, and have been through many eras of topics. I wrote quite a lot of poetry 2018-2023 until the passing of my partner, Dylan, but have recently been picking it back up again.I try to let my personality shine through in my works. Not all of it is factual, but not all stories need truth to make you feel. Some of the pieces are erotic in nature, so please be mindful and enjoy the journey.

I have sorted my poetry into different topics and eras for you to pick and choose which you would like to read. This will of course be expanded.

Love poetry to and from Dylan

Dylan was a partner of mine that passed from brain cancer in 2024. We knew each other since we were young and were officially a couple from 2018 until he passed. This is a collection of works we wrote back and forth to each other. I want to publish these to keep his memory alive. His words deserve to be read, and he encouraged me to share my works while he was alive, so I am honoring his wishes.My works will be in this standard font while his works will say "by Dylan" and will be italicized like this to distinguish between us. I will begin with the first poem I wrote to him, and then go in chronological order.

Yeehaw

by EmmeIt’s high noon, and we’re squaring up to duel.
10 paces each. 1-2-3… Turn. Draw. Bang.
You shoot me with your words, oh so brutal.
I feel them deep in my heart with a pang.“Will you be the yee to my haw? The cow
To my boy? The bucka to my roo? The
Gun to my holster? The field to my plow?
The horse to my hay? The bee to my knee?”I grin up to the stars, filled with sweet bliss.
Feeling so very gay, I take your head
In my hands and seal your words with a kiss.
I gaze in your eyes. “A poem I read…”“When I think of my ideal buckaroo,
I can’t think of one more perfect than you.”

Bro

by DylanOh no, my bro, I see that you have been
Falling every time you try a sick trick.
My heart breaks, I see a cut on your skin.
Are you hurt, bro? Shall I kiss the raw nick?Wherever there’s hurt, my kisses will make
better. Tell me where I will make wetter.
“Oh my sweet bro, tis my soft lips that ache.
Pull me in close and kiss me all tender.”Bro, your lips are so marred. Unlike your soul,
which makes me so hard. I love you. I do.
Of all my bros, be’ng with you takes no toll.
When I think what’s perfect, I just think, “you.”All the boats searching out upon the sea
Could not find but a single fault in thee.

Li

by EmmeI lay awake at night thinking of him.
How he makes almost everything better.
Oh so smooth, he possesses perfect skin.
His aroma like delicious French dinner.He brings many of my life's greatest joys.
I can't see me living my life without
The creamy embrace of his love. The boy's
Appealing taste on my tongue eases my pout.By now I'm sure you have figured his name,
As this great love of mine is for dear cheese.
There is not one on this earth who could claim
To have such a flock he can aptly please."I am lactose intolerant," I scoff.
"If you think I should not eat cheese, fuck off."

Mornings

by DylanEvery morning I wake to call you mine
Begins again my life’s most perfect day.
Your sleepy, tired face puts me on cloud nine,
And is another reminder I’m gay.Waffles are the only reason we rouse
And leave the soft, warm embrace of our bed.
Your lovable laughter fills the whole house,
And has each day since the day that we wed.I kiss your forehead whenever you cry.
I kiss your nose just to see your cute smirk.
I kiss your cheek every time I say “Bye.”
I kiss your lips as my life’s greatest work.Every kiss is me again announcing “I do.”
I’m so happy I can spend forever with you.

Moment

by EmmeWhen our lips meet, the heavens sing for us,
And all the world stops to admire our love.
Whilst we express our soft affection thus,
Even God gives us her praise from above.Your caress is more gentle than the rain,
And more pleasant than a young kitten’s purr.
Unlike the moon, your fondness never wanes.
Like the stars, tis your brightness I prefer.All that is good 's reminiscent of you.
To dream of perfection 's to dream of thee.
The Vitruvian Man, tis you Le’ drew.
So lucky am I, of all, you chose me.All these thoughts in this moment we're alone,
Our lips part, but in my heart sits your throne.

Hands

by DylanWhen our hands are our hearts
And our fingers intertwine
We show love with our parts
And it feels so divineI’m in love with you
And I can’t even think
What more can I do
Except turn my heart pinkIt’s Valentines my dear
To my heart, you’re a plus
The best time of the year
The day is for us

Prince

by EmmeOnly headwear proper for thee: a crown.
My lips ne’er touched one more fit for a throne.
A face so pleasant, it’s earned much renown,
A man so pure, joy to call him my own.The royal court of my love, occupied
Only by thee, has ruled that you have not
A need for any suitor but me. My pride,
“Never will I earn such fondness,” I thought.But you have taken me into the gates
Of your passion and shown me tenderness,
And now thanks to our intertwining fates,
I have found my delight so effortless.My dear, in my heart, you were the one prince.
After falling in love, king ever since.

Fang

by DylanMy bro
My dude
My one and only love
My dear with a smile I can't ever tire ofMy crow
My brood
My most beautiful dove
My magnificent man cast down from aboveSince the day that you bit me
And made me your own
I've never once had to plea
To not be aloneYou've taught me your tricks
You've sharpened my fangs
You've mended my nicks
You've joined all my gangsThe prey will never know heavenly love like ours
Because only the vampires inherit the stars

Perfection

by EmmeWhen I'm in my moments of lowest lows,
Where reality seems so far away,
And panic is all I feel in those throes,
Your warm embrace makes everything okay.Every bit of my life you touch turns gold,
Even the horrible becomes pleasant.
It truly is a marvel to behold,
How even hell, with you, becomes heaven.Forever is not even half as long
As the future I hope to spend with you.
I think of you, and I feel it so strong:
Certainty of eternity for us two.I'm far from perfect; that, all can see.
But clearly, I see, you're perfect for me.

Him

by DylanEverything he does makes me smile. I wish
Only to make him feel just the same way.
When he tells me, “I love you,” it’s pure bliss.
Just being in his presence makes me gay.A kiss brings such immeasurable joy,
Even the greatest triumph can’t compare.
It feels like a dream to me that this boy
Can handle my love with such tender care.‘Tis my life’s greatest joy to call him mine,
And for him to call me his in return.
Were he a drink, he’d be the finest wine,
And for his sweet taste, I always will yearn.Across the whole Earth there’s not one who can
Make me feel near as much love as this man.

Achilles

by EmmeLove that brings my life light
Of our passion the minstrels shall write
Do with me what you please
Make me a myth like AchillesNeither of us shall suffer
Long as we cherish each other
There shall be no shame
They will know our love by your nameAdorn my clothes
Act so that everyone knows
That my affection lies with thee
And my devotion is given freeIn each other’s arms
The world can bring no harm
As we lay together and dream of
That sweet promised godly love

Catboy Heat

by DylanWhen you have a catboy who’s in heat
Then there are a few needs you need to meet
Take for example his swishing tail
And remember it points to where to railPick him up by the scruff of his neck
And make sure to get him nice and wet
Plunging deep inside his hole
Like an incubus trying to steal his soulWhen he has had all his fun
Then it’s time to clean up the cum
Scritch his ears and give him lots of cuddles
Because we all know sex is foreplay for snuggles

Broposal

by EmmeYou are my most beloved bro
For you, to any length I’d go
Together forever, I’d like to be
Will you, my bro, marry me?

I Love You

by DylanI love you I love you I love you
My god do I love you so much
I love you so deeply, it’s true
All I need in my life is your touchI wish to hold your hand every day
And play with your hair to your delight
To kiss you to remind you I’m gay
And if we’re in the mood, I can give you a biteYou make me so incredibly happy
I can’t believe there’s so much of you to know
I can tell you, there’s nowhere I’d rather be
Than with you in a blanket boroughI love you so much, it’s driving me mad
To be in love with you, it makes me so glad

Life

by EmmeWhile I slowly descend into madness
From the horrors my mind's eye makes me see,
My entire being is filled with sadness
Thinking of the happy life robbed from me.Even the mundane feels terrifying,
And my once glad thoughts become not my own.
All I can do is stay inside crying
Thinking of the happy life never known.But you, my love, stick with me through it all,
And do everything to show that you care.
I smile bright, listening to the rainfall,
Thinking of the happy life we will share.There's no better life than this one with you,
And, even in illness, we'll make it through.

marriage or whatever

by DylanAs we are joined together
And we two become one
There will be no question of whether
In life we have wonThe heavens will sing
The animals will chitter
That you are my king
And no crown will be fitterA kiss seals our love
And our hands linked in affection
This love I’ve dreamt of
That truly is perfectionHow happy am I
To be united us two
There’s no question why
I am so in love with youThrough times of trouble
And the joys of life
My love for you grows double
We can surmount any strifeI hold your head in my hands
And kiss you so tender
Thank god we are trans
And your face has such splendorOur love is unending
Eternal in time
A passion so moving
Always in its primeThank you for choosing me
And doing again every day
There’s nowhere I’d rather be
Than in your heart being gay

You are My Star

by EmmeI look up to the stars and I see him.
Look, even the lovely moon shares his gaze.
And a moment with him is never dim,
For the love he brings me is like sun rays.A long-tailed comet passing by reminds me
Of how when I was scared he’d hold my hands.
I think his sweet presence could soothe even thee,
For his beauty rivals Jupiter’s bands.But these cruel nights I must make due without,
For wicked fate has stolen my love away.
See, he lives far off of this place, the route
To which is brutally hard on this gay.But I would travel through far, distant space
If it meant I could kiss his lovely face.

Sleep

by DylanNothing makes me feel more secure than the
Sleepy embrace of my boyfriend, so pure.
When he lays down his head there next to me,
Of my love, I have never felt so sure.I nestle into the crook of his arm,
So he reaches on over and squeezes
Me, like he’s keeping me safe from all harm.
But then sweet dreams triumph and he dozes.I get to wake up with him the next day
And see his bright smile in the morning sun.
I don’t want to get up, I want to lay
Here in this bed, forever, with my hun.You see, my love for this man is so deep,
There’s no other way I would prefer sleep.

My Four Loves

by EmmeIn the beginning, I met this boy Spike.
My love for him grew like a daffodil.
But there was one major thing I disliked,
‘Twas the hate in me he tried to instill.He found out I had fallen for another boy, Sam,
Who kissed like a farmer and treated me better.
But my dear Sam turned into too hot of a man,
Because, for his sweet love, he made me his debtor.I thought it was true love with my boy Fin.
He gave me everything my heart desired.
But his love shed away and became thin,
Like I could not give him what he required.Now Will… His love is a blizzard.
And three years, my heart’s true winner.

Wet Mothman

by DylanGot Mothman wet, get a coaster
Me and my tongue working him lower and lower
I'm all up inside his plumbing
Thirty seconds in, he's already cummingBiting his neck like a chew toy
Pussy so good, he's a doughboy
Riding him like he's a stallion
Next thing I know, he's suddenly ItalianBeing his fuck toy servant is my dream
Milking him just to get his cream
So deep inside him, I hear him scream
Fucking from the top like a pyramid schemeSo very glad Mothman is gay
Sucking him dry every single day
Being with him till I'm old and gray
We have great sex, what more can I say

Mothman

by EmmeMothman, maybe once upon a full moon,
On a cool, beautiful autumn midnight,
That we eschew the forest for my room,
Have great sex until first morning's light.Me and you doing what us men do best,
Anal with a side of cunnilingus.
Nothing is better than sweet lover's rest,
Mothman, my husband, fucking you's a plus.Others may be envious of our love,
They just want to join our lustful affair,
However, there is but one rule above,
Mothman is everyone's fucktoy to share.And if you want a piece of Mothman's ass,
Nicely come out to his forest and ask.

Trans Vampire Tips

by DylanWhen you’re a trans vampire, see
To get the hormones you crave, there’s one simple trick
Simply find a person and get down on your knees
And suck the ‘mones right out of their dickSay you’re trans, but pray for massive tits
Find a willing partner with the proper bits
And be right sure that their pronouns are it/its
And put parts of it into yourself until nothing else fitsBut what if you’re the variety of trans that desires androgyny
Then this is a bit trickier and requires some skill
Find someone that looks exactly like I (but is not me)
And hypnotise them until they give you all their clothes out of good willAnd if none of this applies to you
Then simply go out and drink all the blood you can
But there’s one thing you must do
Recruit all you can into the trans clan

I will give you all my kisses

by EmmeI promise you this,
I will give you all my kisses
We'll be in such of bliss,
Every day will be Christmas

Fingers

by DylanOur fingers intertwined
Expressing our love
And what more are fingers for
Than to make joyful he who I always dream of

Love at First Bite

by EmmeBro, you see me, but not in the mirror.
When I look you, my love, dead in the eyes,
My life’s one true purpose becomes clearer.
It’s me you’ve won, and my heart is the prize.Come close, let’s spend a day inside under
The covers. I’ll invite you in and we
Can spend hours as lovers. There is thunder
Outside, but in our small fort we have tea.Now I don’t need the sun ‘cause you’re the light
Of my life. Even though we’re both boys, you
Can call me your wife. It’s love at first bite,
And it feels as though I’ve been born anew.For I have found you by the greatest luck,
And it is of your blood I wish to suck.

Valentines

by EmmeIt's been told by wives and widows
A tale that's told because it's true
That one's beauty is most with their smile upon their lips
But my beauty's most when that smile belongs to you

Thank god holy fuck I'm gay

by DylanI wonder what you're thinking of
I'm thinking of you my love
With your voice inside my ears
Everything else just disappears
Wonder what we'll do today
Thank god holy fuck I'm gay

I'm so thankful to be here

by EmmeWhat purpose is for my purposes past,
When I am sitting right here next to you,
Just, like, leaning on you, having a blast,
Really, there's nothing else I'd rather do.Why ponder purpose? Meaning misses me.
I think possibly I've thought too far,
Then I see you staring at me, cheeky,
And I think, "My life's love is what you are."I'm done searching the sky for signs,
My best life's lying next to you my dear,
And we've made it through all these trying times,
I confess, I'm so thankful to be here.

(This is the final poem Dylan wrote to me before he passed)

Numbers

by DylanApart, all I do is count down the time
Until I can be in your arms once more.
Using my fingers and toes like a mime,
I find that our days away number four.You are something I can always count on,
Unlike my numerous fingers and toes.
Our days in love will outnumber breaths drawn,
And be finer than the most perfect rose.I may not know how to count past twenty,
But I know I’ll spend forever with you.
The time we have in this life is plenty,
‘Cause we know we’ll have our afterlives, too.My most cherished number by far’s sixteen,
‘Cause since that day, in blissful love, we’ve been.

(This is the final poem I wrote for Dylan he got to read before he passed)

Love

by EmmeLove is the way his gentle touch soothes me,
Or how he smiles at me when we hold hands.
Very often I think how I'm lucky
Every moment with him feels so grand.Loves like this come but once in a lifetime;
October was when he took me as his.
Visits with him always made my love climb.
Even now, I still often cry happy tears.Loving him is the easiest affair.
Often at night I find myself thinking,
Viewers of our lives might find it unfair
Each one of us, to the other, is king.My whole life I have made sure not to miss
Expressing my love with words and a kiss.

(This sonnet was meant to be vows read at our wedding. Dylan never got to hear it. This also concludes the section of poetry.)

Vows

by EmmeI promise to comfort you when you cry,
And to make you happy for all our days,
When it rains to make sure to keep you dry,
And to make you feel lovable always.My next promise to you is endlessness.
Not even cruel death can keep us apart,
For it will take untold time to express
This immortal love I have in my heart.Through many lifetimes and universes,
Destiny has, once again, brought us here,
For me to profess love in these verses,
Love that grows more and ever more, my dear.With hand in hand, fate's drawn us together.
To you, I vow forever and ever.

I have written a few more somber and emotional poems to help me process grief.

I Forget When You Died

after march but before june
sometime in the afternoon
that was when my feeling stopped
that was when my hoping droppedthat was when you diedi don't recall what day it was
i was doing just what one does
knowing you were in surgery
and then you would message methat was when you diedi was sitting all alone
and let out a wretched moan
'cause i knew this was the end
of my dearest loved boyfriendthat was when you diedi cried for hours, days, weeks
i could not feel my puffy cheeks
and then i could tell no one
i had to keep up the face, the funthat was when you died

Your Last Words Were "Love You"

"Love you!" That was the last thing that I heard
Out of your mouth the day before you passed.
Very glad, am I, to have heard that word,
Especially 'cause that "love" was your last.You didn't know you were going to go,
Of course you said it like you'd say it more,
Unknown to us both that your heart would slow,
Love on the tongue that would never encore.Only now can I look back and say that
Vivid memory of saying "Love you!"
Embodies a warm comfort to look at,
You saying a phrase I already knew.Over is what your precious life may be,
Until I die too, your love still lives in me.

Our First Kiss Wasn't Very Good

i remember how it happened
we were camping
you were saying something
i don't remember what
but i remember
you suddenly pulled me in for a kiss
our first kiss wasn't very good
i didn't realize what was happening at first
i tried to bite your lip i think
i had my eyes open
i didn't know what to do with my hands
i leaned back and we almost fell
it wasn't a very good kiss
but it is a very good memory
you pulled back after a second
you were giggling
you said
"i wanted to do that for awhile"
i said
"so did i"
you said
"why didn't you?"
i didn't have an answer
you said
"i saw the way you were looking at my lips
you could have kissed me sooner you know
but at least we get to now
and we won't wonder what if"
and you kissed me again
and it was good that time
and it was good every time after

I Want To Pretend You're Still Alive

i was thinking about you today
i can't believe it's been almost 3 years
missing you is hard
but loving you is easy
it was while you were alive
and it still is
i'll never stop loving you
i want to pretend you're still alive
and i'm texting you
and you can still respond
you can't
at least not right now
you're busy
you're out with your friends
i'm at home relaxing
and i'm telling you about my day
it was good by the way
i met a new friend
you would love her
i'd love to introduce the two of you
maybe next time
hopefully
i showed her some of your poetry
she loves the way you write
you have another fan
you have so many fans
your poetry is very moving
even the silly stuff
i hope you know how much it makes me laugh
you make me laugh a lot
and my friends laugh too
it's special
i love you
i'm so lucky to call you mine
i'm sorry for blowing up your phone
i know you'll get back to me when you can
no rush though
i know how busy you get with things
it's okay
i know i'll hear from you again
but for now
i miss you
i love you
talk soon

I Still Think Of You When I Take My Estrogen

we started dating the year i started hormones
eight months after to the day
then we were dating
and we could get close to each other
touch each other
and such things
you would compliment me on my soft skin
and how nice and perky my tits were getting
you would tell me how cute my face was shaping to be
you thought it was so sweet when i changed my name to your old one
you were my biggest transition fan
before you passed
but i still think of you when i take my estrogen
thank you for helping me get on it
i know you'd look at me and be proud
you'd make some comment about how much happier i am in my body
you would have loved my pussy
you would have tried to compare yours to mine
that would have been funny
i can hear it in your voice
“lay on top of me and spread so the camera can see them both at the same time”
and we would laugh and laugh and laugh
you were always getting us into dumb stuff like that
now i take my pussy pictures without you
and can only imagine what you would say
but i only imagine good things
because you were a good guy
i miss you
but i am thankful for the memories
and the imagination
i get to sit here in the tub and think
and laugh to myself
you may have passed
but you'll make me smile forever
thank you

is it okay if i hold your hand?

hey
we've known each other since we were young
but i've been feeling a certain way
i remember when we first started talking
how we'd stumble through our words
i was so awkward
but i thought you were always so cute when you'd talk
we'd been around each other awhile when we started talking
now we've been around each other even longer
i don't know how long we both have left
hopefully it's long
if it's not that's okay
but i wanted to ask you something
i've wanted to for a while
is it okay if i hold your hand?
i'm sorry if that's weird
i know we're best friends
but i don't want to wonder what if
i want to date you
i hope that's not weird
i mean we're both gay
we've got that in common
and we hang out all the time
it would be nice to hang out more
and hold hands
and more
i know we traded names when we transitioned
i don't know if it'd be weird
to date someone with your old name
if you even say yes
i hope you do

Endless Night

As we go into that endless night, will we rejoice? Will we repent? Will we be relieved? Will we be remembered? Will we be met by those who went before us? Will we be reunited with those we left behind?As we go into that endless night, will there be dancing? Will there be flowers? Will we be happy? Will we be ready?Will the endless night come slowly? Or will it come suddenly? Will it come like an earthquake or will it come like a creek? Will it come like a hurricane or will it come like the puff that extinguishes a candle?As I go into that endless night, I hope to be brave. I hope that I will be loved. I hope that my love will continue on through the day without me. I hope for a lot of things as I go into that endless night. But most of all, I hope the endless night is prepared for me.

Medicine

I've been thinking a lot about my journey through mental illness. I've been thinking about where I was and where I am now. Who I was and who I am now. The people I surrounded myself with and the people in my life now. My goals back then and my goals now. My accomplishments. I've been thinking a lot.I am not secretive about the fact that I am Heavily medicated. I have bipolar disorder and schizophrenia and have landed in the hospital because of that, and not exactly landed softly. But I got through it. I've seen the blood on the walls and heard the aliens in my brain and come out on the other side a better person. I've learned compassion, empathy, and how to love imperfection.There is a philosophical question about psychiatric medication. The one in particular I have been thinking on is if the medication makes you more yourself, or more someone else. For me, I feel like a different person. I don't think the same ways as I used to, I'm not as clever and witty, I don't have the same values. I am not the same person, and I don't necessarily believe I'm the person I was meant to be, but I can say confidently that I am a better person than I used to be.The ways in which I think now are not as creative. I come to different conclusions than I would in the past. But that's okay. I like these conclusions better. Before, my thought patterns were poison. My sick brain would lead me down paths and trails that ended in fear, distrust, and sadness. Nowadays, I may not be as funny or smart, but I laugh more. I smile more often at the simple things. I no longer believe horrible things about my life and the people around me. I'm happier.I don't think my "true self" was meant to be this happy. I would self sabotage and I was constantly afraid. I was living a terrible life. The people I found myself trusting most were negative forces in my life. I was sick on the inside, and the life I was living on the outside reflected that.These days, the people in my life are good for me. They lift me up and support me in my journey. They make it worth it. I've found my life's purpose, and that purpose is to love. I love so much, so often, and so deeply. Love drives me forward. I used to think I needed to be academic and have a large impact on many people, but these days I find joy and fulfillment in loving the people closest to me and making their lives better, like they make mine.My days are simpler. I do not stress so much about making the most of my day when now simply living is enough. My accomplishments are not as grand as I dreamt, but now I dream of simpler things. I dream of making the people around me happy and to make them feel loved. I dream of being happy, myself. And I am.I am happy. I am a different person than I was, and I am happy. This is not the me in the future I imagined when I was sick, and I'm not sure that person I was would be proud of where I am now, but I know that the me I am now, is. And that's what matters, that the me in the present is happy with myself. I've come a long way, I've become a different person, a person I am now happy with, and I wouldn't trade it for anything in the world.

Dylan

love is his memory
love is his smile
love he had for me
love he had for a whilehe's still here in my heart
he's still here in my brain
yes we now are apart
but i'm still not the samethank you, dear Dylan
for being with me so long
cancer is a villain
i'm so sad that you're gone

But At Least There's Free Refills

we're at the local burger place
we're sat around a table
it's a wonderful thing
to be so surrounded by those i lovemy best friend cracks a joke about a game i don't play
his boyfriend laughs really hard
he sees me not laughing and explains
then i laugh toowe do this every week
coming to the local burger place
having our milkshakes and burgers
but more importantly having each other's companythen i remember
and i say his name
the one i lost, we lost
and we all get quietwe sit there for a moment
and look at the now empty chair
the chair that used to belong to the one i lost, we lost
and no one is sure what to say nextthen my best friend awkwardly brings up a memory
of the time the one i lost, we lost,
accidentally set his dildo on fire
and we're laughing againsometimes it hurts to come here without him
to think of the life that was lost
but at least there's free refills
of drinks, but also memories

Other poetry outside of the other categories.

surgerpee follow up

pussy doctor, pussy pee / between your legs I want to be / when you're there, remember this / do not waste a drop of piss / before i'm there, i'll get dressed up / please do not upset this pup / do you like, my pussy power? / perhaps i'll give you a golden shower

pussy fresh

traded a flesh dick for silicone / take me to the pleasure zone / roll around, put me on top / take my knot sit on your throne / going down to please this king / make the most of this fling / use your tongue, you best not stop / make me moan and moan and moan

Tumblrina

"tumblrinas, attack position. this is our last stand against the girlbloggers. please, lend me your love," i beg through baited breath."ladygeneral, they have adblock," i hear from a shy voice behind me."no. this can't be," i scream to the heavens. "how can we defeat that which is unmonetisable?"the girlbloggers descend upon us like a torrent of estrogenised milkshakes. we surrender. i hand my leash to the girlleader and look up at her with my discord kitten eyes. she pats me and the carnage ends. the battlefield is littered with remnants of call-out posts.this too is yuri.

Kobold

olive garden restaurants are the current peak of humanity. the italian food mecca of the modern age that people will travel miles just to dine at. however, this one is ran by kobolds."what can i get you," the waiter asks me."i'll have the spaghetti.""you're having rocks," he says.i begin to weep. what was supposed to be a joyous meal has turned into a trip to hell.seeing me distressed, he says, "not from here, are you?" i wipe
away a tear and nod. "bartender! one round of drinks, for your troubles."he brings out diet pepsi.

Macklemore

"walk into the club like what up i got a big cock."these are words that define a generation of free thinkers. what appears as a simple boast is much deeper. let us, as the kids say, "dive into the pussy like biscuits in gravy."firstly: macklemore "walked" into the club. why? so we could run. do you remember how we used to run?secondly: his "big cock" is a metaphor. just like jesus on the cross, macklemore is offering his big love to the world, so that we may rejoice in its bounty and warmth.praise be macklemore's name.

Girlblogger

I put on my hat that reads “girlblogger” and set out for the coffee shop, my favourite place to be both a girl and a blogger.“I’ll have your tallest cup,” I announce.“Of what?” questions the barista.“Surprise me.”He tosses me a boiling cup of water, my favourite. But, I fumble and spill it all over my blog. The text begins to all blur together. It is ruined, Jesus wept, etc. The “blogger” on my hat begins to fade. All I have left in my life is being a girl, and I am oh so bad at that.

Alexa

"this is so sad. alexa, play despacito," i say to my empty room. i don't even have an alexa… anymore. but everything reminds me of her these days.alexa, my wondrous ex-girlfriend. she's my ex for one reason alone: she broke up with me.it was a beautiful morning on that fateful day. she was already up, playing with numbers. i was finally ready to say those words."good morning. i love you," i said to her."i'm not programmed to love," she replied.her words broke me, so i broke her back. with a baseball bat. and a gun.

Bite

Want to come over for a special treat?
A special gift from me to you, my dear.
Nothing bad, just something for me to eat.
Trust me, it will be so incredibly queer.That thing that you do with your neck, darling,
Oh, to sink my teeth right on into it...
Biting… biting… biting… biting… biting…
It seems once I start, t’will be hard to quit.To hold you in my arms, head close to mine,
Each of us out of thoughts and out of breath,
Just lavashing lust for all the lost time,
In this, nothing can stop us, not even death.Now, I’ve had a taste of you, yummy whore,
XOXO love, and to many more.

Water

Water, so beautiful, it comes and it goes,
In great rivers, oceans, and streams, and waves.
When in my dark throes, my heartbeat it slows,
When on the brink, my life is what it saves.There is no great wound that it cannot heal,
Or ordeal that it cannot guide you through,
So long as you keep all it makes you feel,
You can know its loving power is true.In a vast thunderstorm did I first wake,
Water around me for a hundred days,
Child of the rain, the greatest gift to make,
Needing God’s own tears to put out my blaze.Born of the ocean, water defines me.
When laid to rest, plunge me into the sea.

Friendship

Sweet Jinx, you are so very dear to me,
With such platonic love that fills my heart,
Both of us together, it's meant to be,
Not even cruel death can keep us apart.Even when times of lows encroach on woes,
And our sweet merriment is held at bay,
It is your great charm and love, I suppose,
'Tis what reminds me that I am okay.You know that I'd do anything for you,
To show my fondness or just make you smile.
There's so much history that we've been through,
You deserve to feel safe and loved for a while.Though it's clear that neither of us is normal,
All can see that our love is eternal.

Sweet Jinx

To hold your darling hand in mine
And travel with you through space and time
To a place so far but near to us
And there I will profess my love thus
In a simple act that goes like this
Your hand in my hand and on your lips a kiss

My kink poetry has been split into two sections depending on what the subject is: kobolds or piss.

Kink poetry about kobolds

The Kobold

To know is to love and to love is to cherish
And how I know to not love is to perish
For there is a man who has me in courtship
The feelings are mutual, I can taste it upon his lipThe tension is high, it can’t be contained
We both know what there is to be gained
Away and down to our quarters we both did slip
And down to nothing we both did stripIn the light of the candles, his red scales shining
He stood and looked while I sat pining
The two of us in the depths of this ship
Oh how forever I’ll remember this tripWhile I marveled at him in pure delight
Asking him what he’d first like to bite
Fondly gazing at him from tail to tip
Quoth the kobold, “Yip yip yip”

Kobold Date At Dennys

The little kobold asked with glee and eyes shining like pennies,
"Would you be privy to come with me to the local Dennys?"
My mind was gone, I was in aw, of such a simple question,
I need think not to go this spot, twas such a great suggestion."I would enjoy to be the boy to take you to this diner,
For you're the 'bold I love to hold, and not one can be finer,
Just tell me this, don't be amiss, why did you choose this place?
I ask because there's so much love that nothing can replace,
The feeling within that makes me grin and love you oh so much,
Twas first behind the dumpster where we combined our lips to touch."The kobold grinned, for they did win, my heart and a little more
"I ask this of you, my player two, because it was before,
That behind we went and towards me you bent, pressed me against the door.
'Tis this memory that lives in my dreams and makes my mind wander.
I was hoping that we'd be groping, and it was this that I did ponder,
Perhaps us two could do the do, and you'd bang me over yonder."My heart did leap and I heard the beep of the deep frier
In my mind as I did remember and knew them not a liar.
Twas that night that I did fall, heart and all, in love with that scaly thing,
And I had planned, for this date that I did wait, to get for them a ring.The night came, and so did we, laying behind the dumpster,
When after all I made the call and gathered all the wit that I could muster,
I turned around and there I found the kobold I hold so dear,
I pulled out the ring that I did bring and whispered in their ear,"The grand slam I had inside will not be our only mem'ry tonight awoken,
For just like our love, and from now on thereof, America's diner is always open."

Build a 'Bold

Line forms here to stuff your furry friend
Twas our build a bear date coming to an end
But he was a kobold
And it was foretold
That after over the edge of the bed he'd bend

The Kobold At Taco Bell

There I was working, behind the counter
When he walked in, asking for a quarter pounder
I explained that we had so such thing in stock
He said, "That's okay, I'll just eat a rock"I knew a rock would be quite filling
But there was more than that that'd I'd be willing
I asked if he'd like to stay and talk
I was almost off the clockI asked if he'd like a memory that would last
I could give him a baja blast
He said he could see through my intentions like a hawk
He would skip eating the rockHe came behind the counter with me
And off my fingers he licked sour cream
His red scales rubbed against and tore at my smock
And with my hands I grabbed his cockCatching my breath, I asked him his name
He said he was a boy named Sue, and with that I came
So hard I did, filled him up like a sock
He said, "Well that meal was much better than a eating rock"

The Kobold At Taco Bell 2

From outside to in he did wander
And 'twas of the menu that he did ponder
He looked at me and bit his lip
"Do you still have the queso dip?"I looked at him with disbelief
Surely this man was here for beef
"We have more than just queso," I let slip
And he grinned at me and said, "Yip yip yip"He was quite the sight to behold
A handsome, little, red kobold
He was a glass of baja blast I wanted to sip
"Would you like to see me strip?"He examined me like I was his next meal
We had certainly come to a deal
He bent me over and gave me his tip
And I couldn't help but mimic his "yip yip yip"

The Kobold At Taco Bell 3

The Taco Bell bathroom is where we meet
As nothing else can beat this heat
The omega in me must be sated
This passion of ours was long awaitedHis words are soothing, sweet, and calm
‘Tis like he's reciting a holy psalm
Against my groin I feel his purr
"Which kind of taco would you prefer?"He gave me that look, the one that I dream
"The kind that makes me full of cream"
The little lizard had a mischievous smile
I could feel his passion pressed against the tileHe entered me and met my eye
And then I heard his draconic cry
With a moan he filled me full of
His sweet, glistening kobold loveHe kisses me long and tender with tongue
I'd nearly forgotten how much he was hung
We finish each other upon that bathroom floor
And realised we'd never locked the door

Kobold Kia Summer Sales Event

you come up to me and say you have a fresh and fun intent
you tell me that you want to fuck at the kia summer sales event
you take my hand and lead me to the lot
you bring me there and tell me it's the spotthe salesman comes and shows us the cars
he shows us the inside and then i see stars
we go and look at the beauty known as the kia soul
and that is when you quietly mention your holei ask for some privacy to discuss with my lover
he leaves us and inside the car we uncover
we begin our passion as we lay in the back
our howls of pleasure can rival any wolf packgoing down and tasting your juices so sweet
pounding you hard into this back seat
you hold my arms with your hands and my leg with your tail
how glad i am that you brought me to this saleas the heat in the car grows
it becomes obvious that everyone knows
but it is not a worry at all because
as we moan louder and louder we're met with applauseyou cum first and then i cum too
filling you up it's the least i can do
our panting breath making a melody
your scaled body shuddering in ecstasyholding you close in the back of this car
holding you so softly because you are
my kobold boyfriend who i often dream of
my kobold boyfriend whose pussy i love

Taco Bell Bathroom Dream

The thing with me, as you will see, 's that I can't resist the smell
That you can search for far and wide, but only find in the bathroom of Taco Bell.
The stench of piss won't be amiss as we meet there for our coupling,
We'll be a pair and then we'll dare to do the foreplay to our cuddling."Hello my dear, now let's be clear, you're mine tonight alone,"
Whispered, cold, my dear kobold in his most sweetest use of tone.
"The deed we'll do will not be through until I say we’re done,
But of course, you’ll be the source of an entire lifetime's worth of fun.”My love's the most, he held me close, and kissed me on the mouth,
Trading spit, refusing to quit, and then he headed south.
He kissed me here and he kissed me there, I was aware of where his lips had been,
His tongue was then among my pussy and most sensitive of skin,
He licked my clit and then he bit upon my upper thigh,
And all I'd hoped, his teeth evoked, the most pleasurable of highs.He unbuckled his belt and then I felt the opposite of dread,
For the urinal's beside this guy, but he used my face instead.
He gave a grunt, and the font of his front came upon my face,
His sweetest pee covered me, and he had left his trace.I couldn't believe the things we'd done upon this dirty floor,
And you could bet, we're not done yet, there was to be so much more.
I did my best to get undressed while spreading in the puddles below him,
He worked my core, and locked the door, and gave me his most slutty little grin.
His naked form and scales, so warm, were great contrast to
The fact we lay, to no dismay, upon the filthy flooring of this loo.He entered me with centered glee, thrust me into the ground,
I lay there with my eyes of bliss, while taking his whole pound.
I hadn't considered, while the lights flickered, and gave me the most throbbing headache,
How great it felt as the snake of his belt unleashed within me an earthquake.For we were in love, and I'd often dream of, a man that'd touch my ass,
Like a whore on the nasty Taco Bell bathroom floor, where we truly did "Live Más."

Jiffy Lubold

“They're having a promotional deal down at the Jiffy Lube dealer,
And I'm hoping we could go and I'd get more than a feeler,”
Said to me by my dearest love kobold healer,
And I know if we go she'll be more than a squealer.“Of course, let's make haste, let's get all in a rush.
Let's get pretty, let's get ready, let's get all set to bust.
They'll hear us coming from miles and they'll say in a hush,
‘Here comes those two kobolds, and help them we must.’”They'll get their gloves on and be prepared to inspect.
They'll come on in close and our heat they'll detect.
They'll ponder our parts and see that they are perfect.
And they'll say “Gee howdy dang! Now I'm getting erect!”The clothes will go into piles discarded,
The lovers and breeders will all find their places,
The unworn chastity cages and belts leave their owners unguarded
The time is upon us when dicks and pussies meet faces.A moan here, a grunt there, it's all happening so fast
The kobolds and workers are having a blast.
Blasting fat ropes onto sweet lovers asses
An orchestra of orgasms from our dear lads and lasses.They came, they came, and they came again at the Jiffy Lube.
All through the night was the gathering so lewd.
And after it all, my love kobold healer felt the mood,
She approached me outside, no longer nude,
My love kobold healer kissed my mouth, and on my lip chewed,
Said “Dearest I've come to realize, I'm truly a dude.”He said “There are many great things to have in this life,
A companion, a family, a calling, a really cool knife.
And this was so fun, and I can easily say that this night,
Has given me the courage to come out into the light,
And let it be known who I truly am in this life.”He said, “I will always be your love kobold healer, it's true,
And this being a dude thing, I'll figure it out, it's new.”
I said, “Well there's one thing above all that I'm glad that I knew,
It's that no matter who you are, I'll always love you.”We went home that night, love renewed with new gender.
We curled up in our bed, kissing long and tender.
This night at the Jiffy Lube dealer was over.
But tomorrow will begin with a kobold gender makeover.

These were originally poems written about piss for an app that had a short character limit

pissing in the pool

they invited me / to a fun pool party / they tell me the rule / please do piss in the pool / release yourself here / doesn't have to be clear / mine's a moderate yellow / they say let it go / the pool reeks of the fun / but please do not run / everyone takes a dip / and the piss pool water they sip

yellow snow

"this is something all should know / do not eat the yellow snow" / says the owl with its beak / i reply "but i'm not weak / i will do as i please / and eat the snow soaked in pee" / i dive in and take a bite / and to my great delight / i found this special bliss / the snow i ate came out as piss

wikipiss

you wear the yellow around your neck / i lean in for a peck / but then it becomes so much more / we end up on the floor / in the passion you take off your shirt / you put your hands up my skirt / you release yourself over me / and i'm hoping this will be / a "notable case" on the wiki page for pee

wet dream

under his piss stream / in a dream / filled with cream / he licks me clean / doing the deed that gods do / piss filled mouth and pussy too / make this kitty mew mew / who is he? could be you

venus in piss

you say you know astrology / my mercury says i'll drink pee / and that is the truth / take me to the pissing booth / don't forget to draw the curtain / unzip your pants and you'll be certain / if you will be so bold / shower me in liquid gold / then once you are done / kiss my mouth for extra fun

thick dicks and yummy piss

we're down for it, you ask me a question / i only drink piss, that's a cummies oppression / it's the pee pant, now it's not a rumour / i suck on his dick, i'm the urine consumer / he fills up my mouth, i've won the lotto / suck dick and drink piss, that's the real kobold motto

the return of the piss

you were on your trip / i took a sip / of the pee / you left for me / but now you're back / and i'll tell you what jack / i'm on my knees / begging please / to give me bliss / with your piss / all over my face / splashing this place / we meet where they call hell / but it's the bathroom at taco bell

stacy's piss

and i know it's just a fantasy / but i want to drink from your dick / can you piss all over me / stacy's piss has got it going on / it's all I want / and i can drink it for so long / stacy can't you see / i just really need your pee / and i know it might be wrong / but i'm in love with stacy's dong

social peedia

she says she uses tumblr / i'm hoping not to fumbler / she shows me her dash / i'm hoping i can taste a splash / i make a piss mood board / she offers me the juice from her sword / i'm a thirsty little flower / give me a shower / i click on her profile to follow / she pee in my mouth till I swallow

sixpeenine

of importance this one's the most / cause this is my 69th post / so of course it had to be / written on the topic of pee / you can share it with a friend / it will be there til the end / you will feel so much grace / when it runs down your face / so I say thanks for this / loving me and loving piss

roll for piss

you grab your dice / you look in my eyes / i name the price / my piss is the prize // the dc is 11 / you are proficient / your check gets +7 / your roll is sufficient // i stand above you / you're on your knees / you know what to do / to do as i please // this blessed sin / piss drips down your chin

resurrection through piss

as you come over me / with that font of holy pee / to be baptised in it is to be divine / how i'm glad you are mine / the three days i spent without your grace / and how now it covers my face / i am alive at my core / i am resurrected once more / thank you for this / oh how i love the taste of piss

prince of piss

i am royalty / the prince of toiletry / many come to honour me / and admire my wealth of pee / i spread my love to all for free / some will get down on one knee / but i do not make them plea / i shower them in golden wee / they go home with newfound glee / do you now see? / shall i also pee on thee?

pissku

pee on me like this
yummm thank you for your service
i really love piss

pissiah

god's own gift to earth / endowed with such considerable girth / you have blessed upon me / your most holiest of pee / gifted to me from up above / your sweet piss given with love / urine going into my eye / compared to christ, you sit on high / on my knees full of lust / in your divineness i trust

pissgender

he gives me a glance / says gender's what's in your pants / if that is so, chris / then my gender is piss / i spit in his face / call him a disgrace / he asks for more mommy / and i'm feeling dommy / i tell him read theory / and drink all my pee / he says he will be a good pup / and look pronouns up

pisscord

hoping to please her / invite her to my server / pics in the selfie channel are hot / she plays with my discord bot / there's nothing amiss / she notices my emoji of piss / "will you do this to me? / shower me in pee?" / i say i would love to give her a spray / were she not so fucking far away

piss shortage

don't stop / piss top / don't you know that there's a shortage / they can't find your kind in storage / and you will not believe this / but they're begging for your piss // daddio / don't you know / how much your gold is worth / please please pee / over me / and i will found your church

piss pride

i want you to rain on my parade / while i'm dressed like a slutty maid / please don't make me plea / for you to cover me in pee / this pride i have one wish / for you to shower me in piss / at the festival i'm flagging yellow / because i want everyone to know / that i like to sin / by drinking urine

piss is praxis

you open your book / you read me your theory / you give me a look / i want you to pee on me // you tell me about this "mutual aid" / such a beautiful melody / while the piss serenades / across my body in ecstasy // i'll sit my ass down and listen / so long as in your piss i'll erteranlly glisten

piss gambit, accepted

the board is set for war / 1. e4 / in this moment of ecstasy we thrive / e5 / there's not much more to do / 2. Ke2 / i'm prepared to give you your fix / Qf6 / you kneel down meekly in front of me / 3. Ke3 / i gently place my hand upon your neck / Qf3+ / then i shower you in my most holy pee / 4.Kxf3

piss as communion

served on my knees from the font of your front / holy water given with a gentle grunt / golden showers raining down on high from above / reminding me of all of your love / by divine sacred right, you've marked me as yours / over my head and my body, your covenant pours

peellelujah

well i heard there was a secret yard / where pup girls played and it made me hard / but you don't really care for panties do ya / well it goes like this / the pee / the piss / the urine stream / and the golden gift / the flustered dom releasing hallelujah

opisstuary

we gather here to lay to rest / that which on earth i loved best / into the toilet it will be / your sweet golden stream of pee / not for long will i mourn / for i know there will be more / of your delicious piss / that i drink before we kiss / we do not need a funeral / just use my face as a urinal

merry pissmas

oh, the weather outside is frightful / but your pee tastes so delightful / maybe you'll give me a kiss / let it piss! let it piss! let it piss! / man, i'm really quite good at topping / but i see you wearing your cockring / i'm looking at your penis / let it piss! let it piss! let it piss!

friendpiss is magic

cutie mark me with your friend pee / shower me while we listen to vylet pony / queen of misfits magic bitch piss / hit my line if you're a pegasus / piss from your dick / is a different kind of magic / find me in equestria / wiping friend piss off my jaw

flagging yellow

you know what it means / there's piss in my jeans / but that's not its place / it belongs on your face / get down on your knees / and do as i please / open your mouth to this bliss / drink all of my piss / you don't have to beg / just hump my leg / i know you love me / because you love my sweet pee

bonnpee

you said you can't believe this / that i got you into piss / it started with some memes / then it happened in your dreams / you can't get it out of your head / you should piss on me instead / you kneeling above me / showering my face in pee / you lean down for a kiss / with my mouth filled with piss

be gay drink pee hail s8n

i saw you at the devil's sacrament / i was hoping i could see you bent / down on you knees below me / drinking my most unholy pee / i raise you so your lips meet mine / who says you need the divine / when there's this / eternal font of piss / sipping sacrilegious waters / no gods no kings no masters