Poem: If You Just

" If You Just "

Sitting on my backdoor step.

Searching my mind for a picture of you.

Clouds are passing overhead.

They can not feel the hurt you put me through.

Tell me, tell me.

I need to know.

If you would tell me.

Why are you treating this way.

All I need is a reason.

If you just.

Do you have to be a bitch.

Every time we are face to face.

Are you to scared to say it.

Say you do not love me.

Instead of hiding and running away.

Just tell me, tell me.

I need to know.

If you would just tell me.

A reason is all I need to know.

Living without you in my life.

It is fine, I am ok.

Just this nagging question.

I would still would like to know.

If you just.

By Syrbastyian Vzampfyier

Poem: Endings

" Endings "

Before, when I looked back.

I saw your radiance so beautifully clear.

Now, then I look back.

All I can see is heartache, pain and tears.

So why do we fight for so long.

And still there are no answers.

When will we realise the love we had has ended.

We were suppose to stay together forever.

How can we talk with each other.

When we no longer hear the words we are trying to say.

So why do we wipe the tears from our eyes.

Yell at each other in anger.

Inside I think we both know the truth.

We truly know it has ended.

Lets put things behind us.

Lets put things away.

Go and find your, what you need to find.

I will go my own way.

I have no answers for this.

I have no answers for why it went this way.

I have no answers for endings.

By Syrbastyian Vzampfyier

Poem: The Magic Of You

" The Magic Of You "

If ever, I have seen beauty.
Those beautiful things are no longer beautiful compared to you.


In my life I have experienced joy.
They could never be like the joy of having you.


I have never believed in magic.
Since you came into my life, magic has been made true.


The magic of you.




By Syrbastyian Amaya Vzampfyier

Poem: Yesterday

" Yesterday "

A cup of coffee in my hands.

Searching for something I can not grasp.

You are off on the other side.

We do not see things eyes to eye.

I realise though the heartache and pain.

Even though we still remain.

We have gone our separate ways.

We have lost what we had close.

You do not look at me.

I have no words for you.

Where do we go, go from here.

What do we do to bring back the tears.

The questions are all the same.

The answers are no answers.

But the questions remain.

It seems we are slowly falling fast.

Drifting into yesterday.

Try to find a better path.

But the better path so yesterday.

The love we had has gone into the past.

We have moved.

We were yesterday.

By Syrbastyian Vzampfyier

Poem: Nature

" Nature "

Mountains, Oceans and love.

Oh, what magical and beautiful things.

They are the wonders of life.

The beginning of things.

When we seen them and feel them.

We can soar like a bird.

We can cry for the perfection, for which we have no words.

Mountains, Oceans and love.

Oh, what magical and beautiful things.

But they can also crush you, destroy you with ease.

By Syrbastyian Vzampfyier

Poems about SEX & LUST

Here are some more of my poems. These poems are about sex & lust, you know the physical desires in us all. When you think about it, it is so funny that we have problems with sex. I mean it is a natural action, we all do it and if you want to have children then you must do it. Most people like sex, want sex and enjoy having sex in all it's forms. Yet we can not talk about sex openly and honestly. We feel pressure or stress because of it maybe due to social/cultural preconceptions or due to religion. I hope that one day we will realise that sex is just an enjoy natural action that we should have no fear or hang ups about. And I hope that whatever type of sex you like, please feel free in it and enjoy. so here are my poems about sex, they are not deep or meaningful in any way. The titles are: "Shape Of Woman", "Sex", "Young Passion", "Gentle", "K&M,Small Packets Of Delights ", "Tail Of YM", Disneyland Woman", "Body", "Like Heaven To Hell" and "Pillow Talk". I hope you like them and if there is anything you do not understand, please let me know. Syrbastyian

Poem: Shape Of Woman

" Shape Of Woman "

There is something about a woman's blouse.

Either open with buttons or low cut.

A hidden glance, a quick look.

A flash of skin.

The curve and curves of the breasts.

An inner side fall, falling down.

Top curves, gently rounded decent of the sides.

Oh the smile and pleasure it brings.

A small glimpse of.

The shape of a woman.

By Syrbastyian Vzampfyier

Poem: Sex

" SEX "

Lately all I can do is think about sex.

No That is wrong.

All I think about is sex, sex, sex, sex ,sex and sex.

Just licking, sucking, touching, fucking the female form.

My head between a girl's legs.

My tongue probing her inner secrets of heaven.

Oh my god, it is magical.

Her inner and outer lips.

Her clit.

Her warm, hot gateway to ecstasy.

Her lips, tongue, mouth, teeth.

Caressing, devouring and hungrily sucking my cock.

Sex, sex, sex, sex, sex and sex.

Oral sex, oral sex, oral sex, oral sex and oral sex.

Are all I am thinking about lately.

No wrong, always.

By Syrbastyian Vzampfyier

Poem: Young Passion

" Young Passion "

Lips, golden, precious.

Lips thick.

Lips, I would love to taste.

Lips wrapped around me.

Body nice, fine and full of delight.

Full of passion.

Waiting, waiting for a touch.

A gentle caress.

Face, innocent but with sexual passion.

Passion that burns.

Passion of the devils delight.

By Syrbastyian Vzampfyier

Poem: Gentle

" Gentle "

A soft quiet gentle voice.

Innocent and girlish yet womanly.

Angel face.

Beautiful shinning eyes.

Lovely lips.

To touch, taste and kiss.

Body to dream of, fantasize about.

Small delicate, perfect.

To have her body against my naked flesh.

Flesh on flesh.

Those legs and arms around me.

To discover, to explore.

That body, her spirit.

To slowly and gentle M.

By Syrbastyian Vzampfyier

Poem: K & M, Small Packets Of Delights

" K & M, Small Packets Of Delights "

They are small packets of delights.

Their eyes bright, shinning like jewels.

Their lips round sweet to kiss.

To taste and touch.

To feel them on my flesh.

To feel them around me, covering me.

Their tongues small and pink.

Wetness of joy.

To feel their caress.

Breasts soft and beautiful round wonders.

Oh how I would love to give them to my hands.

My fingers, lips and tongue.

Gliding over them.

Their skin, silk of warm satin.

Cool and refreshing.

Bodies oh their bodies.

I wish to discover them.

Explore them.

Heavenly presents.

They are wonderful gifts.

Small packages of delight.

By Syrbastyian Vzampfyier

Poem: Tail Of YM

" Tail of YM "

Oh my god, have my eyes deceived me.

This is some miracle, a trick of my mind.

It is her.

My dream, my dream woman.

Before me.

Standing there, in reality.

In front of me.

She more than I could have ever imagined.

More than perfect, beyond perfect.

She is not just beautiful,

She is beauty.

My heart can not take it.

Her eyes are magical.

Her face of an angel.

Her body of heaven.

She is the one.

I have always dreamt of.

My perfect woman.

My dream woman.

If she ask, I will say yes.

Oh my god yes.

A thousand percent perfect.

By Syrbastyian Vzampfyier

Poem: Disneyland Woman

" Disneyland Woman "

Covered in fawn and brown.

From hair to ground.

Bright shinning eyes.

A sunny smile.

Disneyland woman.

A woman of knowledge.

Of experience.

Of life.

A nice happy body.

A joy to be tasted and explored.

She is close but so far.

Just there but a dream away.

Disneyland woman.

By Syrbastyian Vzampfyier

Poem: Body

" Body "

Small gifts of wonder.

Small gifts of heaven.

Roads of black.

That flow into smooth round hills of heaven.

Slow curving roads.

Lead to magical hills and a sweet heavenly valley.

Hidden in the valley.

A special space.

Where magic and sweet beauty, reside and tantalize.

By Syrbastyian Vzampfyier

Poem: Like Heaven To Hell

" Like Heaven, To Hell "

Ten seconds to go and that will make it eight.

Ready for the society ball, well society will have to wait.

I see you with that gleam in your eyes.

You sure do you fine.

Oh, don't do that, we will be late for the ball.

Love me to heaven, lust me to hell.

Burn me with your desire, let our bodies fall into the well.

Oh, hold it, wait, you are burning me up.

I do not know if I can take anymore of this.

You are loving me so so hard.

Bottom of the ninth, three strikes you are out.

Batter up, pitcher eager to throw out.

Your eyes look upon me.

They say, love me to heaven, lust me to hell.

Burn me with your desire, let our bodies fall into the well.

Say good morning to tomorrow.

Say greetings to life.

It is great to be alive.

In your arms forever and tonight.

By Syrbastyian Vzampfyier

Poem: Pillow Talk

" Pillow Talk "

Pillow talk, pillow talk, girl I love your pillow talk.

All I want is all I need, come on babe just talk your pillow talk.

You burnt my fingers, you burnt my mouth, honey you fried me inside and out.

Ears are open, mind is receptive, senses ripped on full.

Alright girl, lets go radioactive.

I taste your body, it is so damn sweet. Just like sugar candy, dripping through my teeth.

Pillow talk, pillow talk is all I need and want.

Just open your mouth and give me some of your pillow talk.

Can you feel all my heat girl. I am going to give it all to you.

I know you are going to lose it so very soon cause I can feel your body tightening, yes tightening underneath.

My, my girl, do you think this is the end. Oh no little girl, school has just come in and, you and I are going to burn.

Burn this bedroom into heaven, into life, into hell, into sin.

By Syrbastyian Vzampfyier