Best Curls Poems

I can still remember,
when they said you may not be born,
my heart became so heavy,
wondering how I would mourn. 

I can still remember,
the first day I held you close,
you were so calm and beautiful,
with big brown eyes and a little nose.

I can still remember,
daddy was...

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Those Exotic Enchanting Eyes And Long Dark Curls


Found you there, heart resting on beautiful cloud
with a pretty so great, you had to be proud.
Those exotic enchanting eyes and long dark curls
all of you so sweet, my mind fell into swirls.

Deepest trepidation when I dared to...

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The twilight cloud drizzles pearls on you,
pristine patina flows on curls of tress ebony,
rave rapture drenches me, you’ve no clue.
The twilight cloud drizzles pearls on you,
setting scarlet sun sprinkles dreamy hue,
surreal crystals cascade in silent symphony.
The twilight cloud drizzles pearls on you,
pristine patina flows on...

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When I was a wee little girl,
My hair had bright yellow curls.
I liked them a lot
‘Till my mom cut them off,
And that was the end of my world....

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Dark Mother of the fullest silver moon,
Once more I call upon thy hallowed name,
Beneath thy light I mark the sacred rune,
As in thy blessed hands my spirit’s tame.
By the burning of candle’s amber flame,
All through the night unto the golden dawn,
Inspire my voice; invoke thy...

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If you are the cold rapier of sovereignty 
I'm the flames of hell that forge you

If you are the spread pallor of night
I'm the sleepless soul in your sullen
 
If you are the herald of mishap 
I'm the ribbon of tan whose dust you awake

If...

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Tasseled blonde curls blown by the breeze
Playing with the blonde puppy geez
Total look on her face of tease
Delightful child whom none will displease 

Sweet puppy with fair fur that does please
Grand twosome joyful playful ease
God's design is wonderful for these
Child's games, puppies' antics appease 

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there once was a beautiful girl
who didn't have one curl
she would trade all her socks
for those precious locks
which her fingers longed to twirl...

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She stands before me
Ebony curls in drape
Gracing porcelain shoulders
Hiding her sexy nape

She turns to me so slowly
Black lace beautifies her so
Eyes in alluring stare
Inside me I readily grow

Her silver jewellery glints
Sparkling just like she
To be adorned by her beauty
As she stands in front of thee

With...

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my woman pours out hunger 
like monsoon rain 
come down to drown both wind and world 
in melancholy memories 
before 
the dreams went dry 

before 
the fade to funk 
stripped withered rhythms from her trunk 

her blue/black/smile 
still draws you down 
below firm breasts 
to...

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The princess’s beading pearls                                         ...

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Little girls with no fancy curls,
tossed upon their heads.
They only need a smile indeed,
and impish looks instead.

They need to have tussled clothes,
scuffed shoes and un-matched sox.
Dimples deep, and pert grins,
eyes that snap a lot.

Curled up toes, reeking and muddy,
hands that are really grubby.
Fist held tight,...

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She has those big brown curls
Held together by big bows
Tied beautifully.
She has those big blue eyes
Cover in shades of make-up
bright and beautiful
She hides the pain behind
her absloute beauty
She hides the beauty behind
The hardest pain...

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This distance between us rests beneath my ribs.
Expanding in the chambers of my heart ,
taking mutiny over it’s passage ways .
My vessels ring with emptiness.

And in Your absence,
Your hair shamelessly curls around my every possession.
Elaborating on the intricate spaces,
I do not have the capacity to...

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Rhythmic motions
Stretching past the comfort zone 
Tight muscles tingling

By Robb A. Kopp...

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