Some literature just nails it right in the feels — or, in this case, the happy place. Fact: many, many poets (including the classics you may not expect!) have or had insanely dirty imaginations [1]. Check out the 16 unbelievably steamy excerpts below from some of the greats that attest to the true carnal power of poetry.

"On Fidelity" by Ovid

"There, don't be ashamed to lay your gown aside
and press your thigh against a pressing thigh;
there take and give deep kisses with your crimson lips;
let love contrive a thousand ways of passion;
there let delighted words and moans come ceaselessly,
and make the mattress quiver with playful motion."

"The Platonic Blow" by W.H. Auden

"He responded to my fondling in a charming, disarming way:
Without a word he unbuckled his belt while I felt.
And lolled back, stretching his legs. His pants fell away.
Carefully drawing it out, I beheld what I held."

"To a Dark Moses" by Lucille Clifton

"you are the one
i am lit for.
Come with your rod
that twists
and is a serpent."

"How the Tall Girl and I Play Together" by T. S. Eliot

"I love a tall girl. When she sits on my knee
She with nothing on, and I with nothing on
I can just take her nipple in my lips
And stroke it with my tongue"

"I Sing the Body Electric" by Walt Whitman

"Hair, bosom, hips, bend of legs, negligent falling hands all diffused, mine too diffused,
Ebb stung by the flow and flow stung by the ebb, love-flesh swelling and deliciously aching,
Limitless limpid jets of love hot and enormous, quivering jelly of love, white-blow and delirious juice,
Bridegroom night of love working surely and softly into the prostrate dawn"

"Lying in Bed I Think About You" by Joshua Beckman

"Lay open now to only me that white body,
and I will, as the awkward butterfly,
land quietly upon you. A grace and
staying. A sight and ease. A spell
entangled. A span. I am inside you."

"Please Master" by Allen Ginsberg

"please master can I gaze at your golden haired belly
please master can I gently take down your shorts
please master can I have your thighs bare to my eyes
please master can I take off your clothes below your chair
please master can I kiss your ankles and soul
please master can I touch lips to your muscle hairless thigh"

"Upon Julia's Breasts" by Robert Herrick

"Display thy breasts, my Julia, there let me
Behold that circummortal purity;
Between whose glories, there my lips I'll lay,
Ravished in that fair Via Lactea."

"Love and Sleep" by Algernon Charles Swinburne

"And all her face was honey to my mouth,
And all her body pasture to mine eyes;
The long lithe arms and hotter hands than fire,
The quivering flanks, hair smelling of the south,
The bright light feet, the splendid supple thighs
And glittering eyelids of my soul's desire."

"I Like My Body When It Is With Your" by E. E. Cummings

"i like your body. i like what it does,
i like its hows. i like to feel the spine
of your body and its bones, and the trembling
-firm-smooth ness and which I will
again and again and again
kiss, i like kissing this and that of you,
i like, slowly stroking the, shocking fuzz
of your electric fur"

"The Floating Poem, Unnumbered" by Adrienne Rich

"Your traveled, generous thighs
between which my whole face has come and come—
the innocence and wisdom of the place my tongue has found there—
the live, insatiate dance of your nipples in my mouth—
your touch on me, firm, protective, searching
me out"

"Leda and the Swan" by William Butler Yeats

"A sudden blow: the great wings beating still
Above the staggering girl, her thighs caressed
By the dark webs, her nape caught in his bill,
He holds her helpless breast upon his breast.

How can those terrified vague fingers push
The feathered glory from her loosening thighs?
And how can body, laid in that white rush,
But feel the strange heart beating where it lies?"

"Pull My Daisy" by Allen Ginsberg, Jack Kerouac, Neal Cassady

"Rob my locker
lick my rocks
leap my c*ck in school
Rack my lacks
lark my looks
jump right up my hole."

"LoveSpell: Against Endings" by Erica Jong

"If this love spell
pleases you,
send me this lover,
this husband,
this dancing partner
for my empty bed
and let him fill me
from now
until I die."

"If I Should Sleep With a Lady Called Death" by E. E. Cummings

"if i should sleep with a lady called death
get another man with firmer lips
to take your new mouth in his teeth
(hips pumping pleasure into hips)."

"Body of a Woman" by Pablo Neruda

"Body of a woman, white hills, white thighs,
you look like a world, lying in surrender.
My rough peasant's body digs in you
and makes the son leap from the depth of the earth."