Aidin writes poetry on her StumbleUpon site. Her poetry is always evocative, often erotic, sometimes wry and never, ever mundane.

Aidin's Stumble Upon screen name: CherishMe

Some samples:

I'd rather be remembered
for the
strength of my character
than the
strength of my heart.

*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
Just because you've
come across me
alone on this swing,
it doesn't mean
that you're entitled
to what my playground
has to offer.

Stop trying to push me
and maybe,
just maybe,
I'll meet you later
on the slide.

*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
Tonight I long to be
skin on skin
heat upon heat
just let me in.

Let me tangle
my fingers
deep into your veins

Let my need
find it's voice
and get into this game.

Let my wish
twine the length
of your duty to me

Let my heart
set the beat
to our symphony.

Let our ache
take on form
and thwart all that is right

Let our tongues
taste all wrongs
like the sweetest of wine.

Let our love
test the waters so
it knows that it's living.

Let our souls
dance as free
as the will we've been given.

Tonight I long to be
skin on skin
heat upon heat

just let me in.

*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
I should
tie up
my tongue
with a
licorice
whip just
to punish
it for
longing to
taste you so.

*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
That thing you do
does this thing to me.

Deftly,
darkly,
it bends my six senses
and twists tight my reason.

:::

That touch you have
always touches me.

Softly,
lightly,
it shatters my free will
like emotional treason.


*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
I feel
inadequately dressed
to be holding back
the gates of hell.

Yet I'm resolute
and stoic.
The chill rolling
off of me
so glacial that I
believe it might
create that snowball
in Hades
we've been praying for.

No matter, though,
for as strong as I am,
even denied of my glance,
you open your mouth
and say something stupid
again.

Bloody hell.