Best Flirt Poems
In a vampish way, the moon erupts from the sea
pirouetting across white cap and trough valley
through an impassioned performance of love set free
in a vampish way.
A persistent tease, she sets her mind to dally
with Eros’ desirous heart as her victory,
only to break it with her vigorous sally.
Darkened midnight skies find her in malicious glee
as she counts coup for a final mental tally
and she continues en l’air on her odyssey
in a vampish way.
Once in a while
I say no
But you are so seductive
and dangerous
The taste of you ...
You are melting
on my tongue
A pleasure
of love
On the surface you are so sweet
Your inner self is frozen
Even if you
are cold
you warm
my heart
A little kiss
my hot lips
become numb
I taste you
with greed
Bits bit of you
Just a little
Sweet taste in my mouth
Close my eyes
Enjoy ...
Do you want to taste
my delicious
strawberry ice cream
12.06.2014
A-L Andresen :)
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Well, hi there, striking blue eyed blonde with velvet scarlet lips
twizzling your swizzle stick between your fingertips
I'm pretty sure that you have lured some lookers to your bed
so step outside your comfort zone and have an ugly one instead.
Hows about it?
Where are you going?
No, no, wait.....
For competition 'Flirt', sponsored by Casarah Nance
July 14th 2015
Shadows of the newest night;
strange, moving, fluid motions
cast in simple black and white,
flash out and pinch your notions.
Shadows leaping may thrill you.
Shadows creeping may chill you.
Shadows may move upon wind
to plant whispers in your hair
or tease traces on your skin.
Shadows prize giving goose bumps
with no beginning or end.
Shadow shapes won’t let you know
if they touch you close as foe
or caress you as a friend.
Tonight’s shadow wind is charm –
just autumn’s yearly alarm
that her color and brightness
will soon recess behind us!
Step tonight into shadows
that flirt with the playful wind.
Inhale anticipation
as autumn’s shadows do spin
wonderment anew, again.
Not shadows to fight or flee.
These shadows move in delight
on breeze of pure, dancing glee.
It is autumn’s majesty –
she’s celebrating herself,
calling you to smile and see
her colorful, splendid wealth.
Step by step
Flirt by flirt
Dance by dance
The sky advanced
Slant and twirl
In eye curl
Wild sea gull
Desire glanced
Sailing ships
Blossoming lips
Freedom fission
Moments danced
Smile by smile
Conquering miles
Into the Nile
I’m entranced
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8/12/2016
Small talk
Body Talk
Flirtatious glances
Beguiling smiles
Warm electricity
Passion tingling
Eyes that tease
Torment and tantalize
Desire on every breath
On every quiver of the lip
Rhythm of bodies craving
That erotic embrace
The delectably sublime
Act of seduction
AP: Honorable Mention 2022
FLIRTY EYES
“These eyes are made for looking
And that’s just what they’ll do,
One of these days these eyes,
Are going to look all over you”
Thanks Nancy for helping out,
I’ll take over from here!
Eyes whether black or brown,
Or green or blue,
Will seduce you whether
You want to, or had any clue,
For that is what women’s eyes do!
They stare at a man they like,
With a lustful come hither look,
Reservedly perhaps, over an open book,
Or over a glass of champagne or wine,
Giving the man to understand,
We are on the same page, even line!
They have a dreamy seductive gaze,
And their eyes look dreamy, they laze
Over you, that is secretive and exciting,
Suggesting a knowing that is inviting!
They have lashes that could tickle
All through the night,
And a cleavage they show, that is just right!
Such flirty eyes have a misty shine,
Please join me, I feel you are now mine!
A pretty winsome lady from Troy
Liked a remarkably handsome boy
She started to flirt,
By lifting her skirt
So he showed his retractable toy.
May 30, 2021
Prose
Poser Poised
Plying
Playfully Plump
Potency Purposely
Plucked Plopped
n'Propped
to
Pop
Pomes
in Poems Person
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would you like to know what's on tomorrow's menu? Me-n-u!
written 25 Aug 2020
The songs I urge for,
hold the heaviness you breathe in to me,
How you paint poetic parallel pieces,
in a porcelain poison photography,
Place the gate of my fingers,
on your chaotic contradictions,
Let them explore vigorously
Beneath and beyond the boundaries of what could be,
In a room full of our piercingly powerful dreams,
Let us be the object to these unfinished tasks
taken to treat our new found ecstasy,
So choose us, between hell and earth.
and with fire, flirt with my demons
that profusely starve for you,
Bursting into our very own heaven ,
written from the tales of our souls,
Carve me, for I too have held wounds,
Hurt me , because you hurt too,
Shall we sing our pain
in an unstoppable sonata?
I see the beauty in the orchestra,
It’s untamable, yet leashed,
Irresistible, although weak,
You are a dangerous dare,
I could never share,
The addiction , your words
have brought on to me.
This house has been set ablaze; ashes rain like snow,
covering what has become my deathbed.
A weighted blanket of ruins lies heavy upon my chest.
Laboured breaths and the taste of soot coat the back of my throat,
stifling oxygen from reaching the whites of enervated eyes.
Blue-tinted lips incoherently whisper, flirting with my demons,
living in purgatorial gloaming
whilst my spirit hovers between diminishing light and shadows.
Reality blurs, amalgamating with hallucinations
where demons dance in a macabre ballet,
reenacting repressed sorrows,
torturing an undead heart to the brink of insanity.
With each twirl, each act, tales of desperation are etched onto flesh.
Riverlets of blood stain the sheets bright red,
as tourniquets are nowhere to be found.
There is no way to halt the flow;
emotional instability will be my bloodletting.
Every second ticks by a little quicker
until each heartbeat grows fainter.
A clenched jaw relents,
eyes roll backwards,
and a damaged soul is severed from its mortal coil,
yet its fate is left undetermined,
flailing in the in-between forevermore.
My Hat you will see, when you are looking at me
You will be enchanted and intrigued by this Mystery
My light brown eyes, will draw you in
They're full of passion, lust, and sin
You will surrender all within
I will flirt with my hat, watch out that's just that
I am watching you, but what can you do
I like what I see, there is no denying me
I am fabulous, glamorous and sexy
When I flirt, mine you will soon be
If you touch my arm, I will touch your tie
If you touch my hair, I'll see you're not shy
If you touch my hand I will pull your shirt
keep your pride and I keep my skirt
Any man wanna be my dessert
It's time to blurt, in my hat I will flirt
Never, ever, ever want to hurt, but in my hat I will flirt
I will smile and flirt with them all,
ladies please keep your man off my wall,
especially if he’s tall
Life is so short relax and chill out a while
Just love to flirt while having style
Let's enjoy simple and playful banter
It never takes away from the class or glamour
Too classy to be any man's dirt, but in my hat I will flirt
Alert!!! Alert!!! Alert!!! In my Hat, I will flirt!!!
I am not horny
But I'm easily turned on
Flirt with me baby
she winks with her right
and sounds her most tuneful croak
yet, he sits unmoved
she tries her fly skills
which should impress any frog
yet, he does not flinch
she gets impulsive
takes a leap onto his pad
yet, not even warts
she is all wound up
she hops away insulted
it is so his loss
April 25, 2012
Diana-Marie Bombardieri
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