Bedroom Poems - Poems about Bedroom

To date the snorthog has only been seen late at night in the bedroom disturbing me and my dreams first he hogs the bedclothes then snorts up a storm while I lie awake counting sheep trying to keep warm but before I become a grumbly old grouch there is yet one solution have him sleep on the couch ...

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A place that is supposed to make you feel safe. A sanctuary, I guess you could call it, And for most people, it is. But not for me. No, for me, it is a place where, I feel trapped. Not trapped as in I can’t leave, Trapped, as in a place I can leave, But for some reason, I can’t. It is where all...

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. i could not leave'er no ...

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Bedroom Wall Hidden in the small space in my bedroom wall are a bit flared skirts (witches skirts only), fairy shoes, bottles of elf arm hairs, alien dried poop, urine vials too, and lutes of egg whites rotting. ...

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Glowing in her rich heart, hear it go bump, As she dreams of him, in her throat, a soft lump. ...

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I sleep in each day until *noon, My *mum says I live on the moon, If I think a day’s good *deed, Is to *eye a Facebook feed, Than to *peep outside of my room....

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I am a stranger in my home ...

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Darting eyes, a naked flame, Expectations, yet unnamed, Strewn across a bedroom floor, In-between, red satin sheets, Rekindled heat, yearns once more, Excitement, reaches higher, Static sets the night on fire....

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Dark mischievous bedroom eyes Are laden with lust and laden with lies. They slowly cause my pulse to rise And always do me hypnotize. They exude passion’s lusty flame, The flame that sears, the flame that maims, While masking their sinful secretive lies, Behind a seductive sexual prize. Should I stay, or should I...

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Twist and turn Couldn’t sleep It became one’s soul they couldn’t keep A couple’s eye to eye look That was all it took The night became an interlude exercise Form of passion Romantic session The moment In heat Unrest and can rest Couple’s sleep Good night ...

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Her goodnight clothes send me an invitation that reads: come play with me Oversized sleep tee leaves room for my palms to follow your skin Fuzzy Shorts that hug all the right places my hands can't touch at once Shorts that stop above the cheeks so I can see them smile at me Grabbing thighs, pulling hips,...

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i remember your bedroom at your moms house, Thin walls and black blankets. A energy drink and my perfume resting on your side desk, The journal you’d draw in, And you’d draw me. Your guitar sitting in the corner, Red and glossy but always growing dust, You played music on it and I was surprised at your talent. A hot summer and...

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One bedroom for two seems old hat, And some bat for the separate— One far right meant for ‘she’, And one far left for ‘he’, Middling, if mood is made for that! _________________________________ Happenings (Cameron Diaz, Bedroom Story) |09.12.2023| marriage, love ...

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Christmas Tree in the bedroom this year sugar cookies for my Sweets supreme delight surprise for my curious taste buds some old Christmas soul playing from another rare channel that i discovered the stars are bright the moon is fondly full two whole weeks with nowhere to go Christmas movies galore AND AWAY WE GOOOOO! we forget about time, work, bills, and the modern...

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breathers inbetweeners restricted, impassable threshold worn down worn out closed off knock knock i don’t have the heart to turn her away life’s knocked her down the hinges creak deep breath I’m open I’m mom...

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