Best Fashion Model Poems

Love's Fashion Model

Darling, May i dress you
     In alphabetic Bytes that Mold
     and caress your Manly form?
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If I were a fashion model would you date me,
If I had beautiful long dark hair, would you find me beautiful.

If I had perfect make-up,...

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a great mystery
a tale of love 
love is life
love is sweet
sweet fantasy
sweet kiss
kiss of death
kiss of fire
fire warm
fire is great
great dream
great expectations
expectations disappoint
expectations too high
high...

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>As an ex- B 2 dog trainer, from the Royal Army Veterinary Corps of too many years ago.  I cringe when I see dogs...

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Stef, born in New Zealand’s fine country, 
Moved to Canada aged 4 with her parents, 
Where she had a boating accident aged 9,
Which amputated her...

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Justice of a beautiful woman is that of a model.
She may just be a Christian whore.
In five inches high hills, she does the Catwalk.
Her asymmetrical...

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My father Dr. Wolf was a fashion director,
Since then I have liked beautiful fashions.

Once he brought my mother and i a coat,sweater and skirt combination,
A...

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A little lipstick could not hurt.
But she was eight, and refused lunch after it was on.
She thought she was "fat" now, and she wanted to...

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When young I wanted to seriously change my name,
to something pretty like Rose but not everyday Mary Jane,
being named after a flower would've be so...

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I am no fashion model and that’s for sure
I need to do a lot of work to be a Size 4
Feeling pretty and petite is...

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I walk into the AYA studio, apprehensive as I have never taken a dance class.
"Come on it!" Suzette, our dance master says. On the wall...

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Elegantly dressed, her raven black hair 
in a tight bun above her proud head,
like a coiled up rattlesnake,
She walks like a fashion model
strutting down the...

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what the!
did you say
we the people
are living
in a bad new age

we can no longer
live in a melodramatic
irredeemable way!

oblivious to
what, we do
and how it will
hurt the...

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What sends the athlete to a sweaty slaughter ?
What makes the thief cross the honour border ?
And short man syndrome crave the taller ?
Where the...

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She strikes a fashion model pose,
Complete with playful grin.
Her toddlerhood is over – 
Let the “girly” years begin!

She opens all her presents
Then insists she wants...

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