Best Lire Poems

There are things, Gaëlle, that are pretty good
Say hello to her mom every day,
Say hello to the nice weather vane,
Listen to the trains in the...

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Trying not to surcum to her feminine charm
As she just fills you with a false sense of belief
Though lustful eyes when she grabs your arm
It...

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UNQUOTABLE QUOTES: XLV - Tongue teasing epigrams

A stitch in time can save an arranged marriage and stave off a family feud, not to mention everlasting...

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Be real with me 
Who will be real with me 
She is a false pretender 
Says she can't remember 
The things we did together 
Such...

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To take a stand and to defend it
A broken vow and try to mend it
A learning line and try to curve it
To beef it up...

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O my beloved, I hear you in my grave.
R omantic notes from thy lire trickle through
P proud rock now hollow from thy magic.
H owI long...

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C'est mon dernier cadeau
Je n'ai plus rien d'autre a t'offrir
Ces quelques mots
Sont tout ce que j'ai encore a dire

J'aurai aime que ca se termine autrement
Mais...

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MIDNIGHT DATE AT HARRY'S -- June 1962
I know you're laughing.
Sittin there on that strait back chair
laughing laughing laughing.
Hey! Psssstttt....Maria....
you wanta see some dirty postcards?
Maria Mia...

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Robert browning and Me (2)

Where was I with that book on Artemisia?
No Internet or Amazon back then,
So I got busy trudging round – then busier.
No...

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To think this girl someone I used to admire
      I ask was it not obvious or was I just lame?
...

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Hearts are Arts
For He-arts and s-he-arts
Beating to the rhythm of life, 
Rhyming in pumps, full of lire.

Arts have heArts
For where is the life
In art without...

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Hence we see.
Voir de lire.
What is the sky, blue, black?
I dream forecasts.
The dream of forecasts.
I breath intensely
We see the lord.
Standing in this white ribbon.
He swirls...

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Our ritual tree for transcendence doth aspire 
A garnished trinket our crest will require
A fabricated mold with polished attire
A gleaming sentinel; a burnished squire
A sacral vestement...

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seven witnesses
baring down on me
seven witnesses
saying i should be free
seven witnesses
each one a lire
seven witnesses 
burning in the fire

seven angels
are on my shoulder
seven angels
hell is...

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Science promises golden laws,
Which cannot be altered.
Like The Physics of Superman, Knuckled in the jaw,
And Jesus Christ with all his followers, and they suffer, scream,...

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