Best Deflowering Poems

Cherry Bomb

gross and red
deflowering natures way
cherry blossom pop  

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...the birds having nothing on you   

each tasty morsel drips   
deflowering of night
and day 
where sun has chose to stay
  
close
your lips to mine   
piercing the aire
beheld in Pierian time
  
kindled and caressed in kiss  ...

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So pristine each drop wrapped tenderly
by clouds as air into water processed.
Why a diamond shaped of natures play
or of gravity earth awaits, greedily
life yearned for its fall from grace.

Longing for its purity Man restless,
salivating for the angelic virgin to descend.
Unspoiled, unsoiled, sweetness itself only 
God...

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His eyes touched me in a million ways 
his desire the sum of all my days 
he was rubbed velvet between fingers 
in a blind women's world, a fantastic singer
truth be told I wanted him to touch 
that part of me that hurt so much...

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Between The Devil and The Sea
( Scylla and Charybdis )
 
Cosmetic the creature cover girl
is accessible only at night
a picture female in her temple
laying askew on an alter ego
 
A de lux harlot in romantic rough house
a fetish target
frivolous nymphet with a rampant phallus
 
And...

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Native American Translations

Cherokee Travelers' Blessing I
loose translation by Michael R. Burch

I will extract the thorns from your feet.
For yet a little while, we will walk life's sunlit paths together.
I will love you like my own brother, my own blood.
When you are disconsolate, I will wipe...

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Patience
by Rabindranath Tagore
loose translation by Michael R. Burch

If you refuse to speak, I will fill my heart with your silence and endure it.
I will remain still and wait like the night through its starry vigil
with its head bent low in patience.

The morning will surely come,...

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Mayan Poetry Translations

The Receiving of the Flower
excerpt from an ancient Mayan love poem
translation by Michael R. Burch

Let us sing overflowing with joy
as we observe the Receiving of the Flower.
The lovely maidens beam;
their hearts leap in their breasts.

Why?

Because they will soon yield their virginity to the...

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Unquotable quotes: Witch-Doctors and Tribal Headmen – XXV (Part Two)

Which Asian “King” would crown himself “Emperor” during an elaborate theatrical ceremony while facing and exhorting the ruins of his Illustrious Ancestor’s capital?
Which commoner army captain would seize power through skill and grit to crown himself...

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Always finding the quite of stillness; peaceful waters her, reflections....
Be it here or, perhaps there ? Assembling their higher educational think tanks
Joey bought a condo at Venice while Pamela, drove down from Malibu; her red eye'd
Flights hurry on now, you shan't be late; composed another...

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Stomach reaped wide open,
intestine and liver exposed,
Man becomes guinea pig for the slaughter,
A lunatic on the loose.

Premature deflowering even before her prime,
Eight years old girl raped,
A savage on the loose.

Able bodied men and women caged,
price tags on each part of their body,
a head for fifty,tongue...

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My Lost Love is Fine

her rose petals once pluck
by some other muck
it made me once want to chuck
being run over by her truck
my heart twice moon struck
at the muckers running amok
her audacity rises and suck
for those deflowering schmuck
yet here i now sit in near pond,...

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Like a balloon, happiness soared high
Like a sword piercing through the blue sky
Deflowering the virgin power of gravity
She roves every commune with dexterity


I saw her parched on a tree 
And the birds chirped and danced in glee
Heaven of alves, made reality
She roves every commune with...

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She was there for me when I came of age,
but when, for a girl of unlocked doors and 
a missing father. in flight down the stairs,
an intruder pursuing, no dagger in the chamber 
of non-connubial rights. "Bad dream," she said, 
when summoned home from a...

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Flat On the ground she lays helplessly..
Tears well from her eyes as she sinks in her own pool of blood....
And as All efforts to scream, shout or at least pour out her pain in a silent whisper go in vain she watches as her much...

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