Best Jawline Poems

I clasp your hand the moment I realise I will fall alone
You grit your teeth in anger holding me as I dangle there
Your jawline is rock hard, the veins on your head popping out,
You are breathing in and out in desperate fear of losing me
But...

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Was as thin as a scarecrow, Though he had no straw hat
Though he thought himself as decent, no one else had thought that 
He was a runt to some big farmer boys, he never fought back 
Though his intellectual abilities exceeded far beyond a farm...

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I look at you and wonder, I wonder if they know,
If they look beyond the show, the ponytail afro,
the tatts, the kicks, the cloud of smoke, 
the smile, the eyes, the jawline, the stroke,
do they see you beyond the thoughts you provoke...
ummmm I wonder....do they...

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His eyes dilated and
I saw beads of sweat gather
on the tip of his nose.
His jawline was clenched 
and his fingers were fidgeting.
Did I say something wrong?
What have I done?
I love this man.
With one swing I was floating,
my back greeted the floor.
I smelt the rubber of...

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Bruce

A lumbering man, 
audibly achily, stepped to the
floor’s center.
Had there been a spotlight, he’d’a shone.

His arms unfurled.
His hips spun.
His soles, silent
as he padded here,
then twisted to place a foot there.

A phoenix swooped, festooned in fire’s colors.
A monkey stole a man’s visage, and made play there.

Time...

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He remains stalwart, though his eyes be dim
tales of the sea define him, some grim
his face etched like a weathered map, a compass
pointing between light and shadows, thin. 

A broken nose belies his youth, most zealous 
once brash and bold, defiant and rebellious 
his black...

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Hotel terraces art nouveau  ironwork  and  interiors
Mother of pearl cufflinks painters actors musicians
Scooters racing around an antiquity filled Italian city
Mediterranean charm "How do you like your breakky?"
Feeling faint she lay on the comfortable chintz couch
And began to doze off to sleep...two cherubs...

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My love for you is a tasteless agony
A single shroud thrown over the rest of me 
As I tip toe the path of masochism it only brings me closer to you
Because I don't believe that the bottle would bring the pleasure of damage that it...

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A reflection of a woman in the mirror I do see.
A face graced with wrinkles stares right back at me.

Her appearance looks tired and worn with time.
I survey her face as her eyes meet mine.

Her hair is white and her skin is saggy.
Her jawline and...

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She never thought this would happen.

She broke protocol. She never thought 
that she 

would fall in love with a man at all. But it's 
fifteen years 

to late and she's already a wife and a 
mother. To a beautiful

husband and daughter who she adores 
and...

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Why is it that beauty dies young?
The forest fire claims the young oak.

If only she could see herself as he,
If only she could feel her beauty.
Her one true love, the arts,
Stories told with the dip of a brush.

But in her mind,
Jawline fractures, cuts and bruises,
Stencil...

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I am not meloncoly or a snob . 
Just shy and demoner.
I am not phychotic or frigid.
For a fire smolders below.

I am not a witch or an ice queen.

You must coax a pearl from an oyster. 
 When you wade in to the waters of...

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Probably the sun has risen a little less,
Or so the winds are breathing high.
Maybe the day didn’t end well,
Or it hasn’t started yet.

I could wait till the eternal seas,
To see that incredible smile,
To touch those little fingers,
To feel those fragrant breathes.

Surprise, excitement and anxiety around,
Little...

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I remember back when I was young. I was a difficult kid who spoke outta tongue. 
Now I got a song that has to be sung. Wish I could go back when the school bell rung.
When you age it's only about money. Regret not going...

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The large, bright Winter moon shone it's heavenly light over and out amongst the snow-covered city. The city was large, the city was noisy. It was midnight and the bustling still urged on. People ached for a screaming, gangs clutched for their money, the elderly...

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