Best Low Cut Poems

I am from Great Britain  – it’s not a rumour
I always try to write with a sense of humour

In 1996 we moved to live in the Isle of Man
I can say with hand on heart that I’m Jan NOT Stan

Work with youngsters who have...

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What’s fair is fair

I walked into Macys Department Store the other day
thinking I’d buy a few items for the summer
I entered on the first floor and was met by
counter after counter of cosmetics and perfume
with finely made up women in fancy smocks 
just waiting to...

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I want to mingle
with the people of Walmart 
as they regally push 
their shopping carts
Eclectically dressed perfection
each a work of art
Camouflaged chic
or an old guy 
dressed like a tart
Back and forth my eyes dart
Over there
a sequinned heart
and here 
a bedazzled jacket
that looks real smart

Some saunter,...

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Pantheress on the Prowl

She stalks her prey like a pantheress
on the prowl, confident and self-assured as
she glides into the room. She’s squeezed
into a low cut, body hugging, ruby
red satin wiggle dress, wearing silky black
stockings and patent leather stilettos, exuding unbridled
sensuality, the epitome of  sexuality...

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Lying in the emerald grass,
I gaze upon you,
transfixed in the moment, your beauty astounding.
I watch you breathe as my finger tips slowly trace
ribbons through the cerise highlights in your long saffron hair.
Gently I caress the contours of your closed eyes, then your cheeks.
Your lips curl...

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I’d been in a two-year relationship
He even got down on one knee and did propose
He’s still the only man ever to ever buy me a red rose
But his mother hated me I wasn’t the right one for her son
She put her oar in and caused...

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The lady In Red

She missed out on the green silk dress; it was sold before she did buy
But when the red dress came to the store she did not let this one pass her by
The Lady in Red as she became known set out to...

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There was poetry,
In the open fields,
On the slanted blueberries,
On the skirts of schoolgirls,

There was poetry,
In the sunny cupboards,
In the quiet gardens,
In the sweet air of spring,

There was some poetry
In the caressing hands,
In the chalk of the school,
On the obsolete words,

There was poetry,
In the fruit basket,
On...

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WHERE WERE YOU IN THE SEVENTIES

i was between a tween and adult, in the house of the hudson valley,
and music was my main man,

i would hear whispered in my ear
me and mrs. jones...we got a thing goin’ on

and i would rock to sleep
don’t rock the...

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A Woman’s Worth
When she walks in the room
she wants people to stop and stare
not because they’re whispering…
what she got on girl, what’s up with that hair?
But because she looks good, conservative and chic
looking her best from head to feet
she knows the spiked heels and look...

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**Acrostic**

**Her Blue Dress**

Hemp necklace with an ivory stone, hoop
Earrings and exquisite body tone!
Remarkable, I have her all alone! 

Blessed, she wears that blue dress
Low cut, she struts with such finesse.
Under a spell my hands caress
Every contour, a gift I must address!

Designer boots display her thighs,...

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The Mojo Trick
Loch David Crane
June 1979

Sweat-sticky and hot! The P. I. is not
	a comfortable place to be;
but sit here and perspire (as though by the fire)
	and I'll tell a tale to thee.

I was coming alive in a Philippine dive
	after Mojo and San Miguels;
 the raging...

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Waiting for him to come home in my sexy low cut short black dress  
To tangle my fingers around his curly blond hair
 Kiss those soft lips the flame of my desire
Start a fire we cannot put out

Tonight marks our one-year wedding anniversary living...

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A short while later the most attractive man 
she had ever seen entered
the bank.  Lost in his good looks Kenya 
had to find the words "May I help
you?"  He introduced himself.  " Yes my 
name is Malik Maxwell Williams.
I would like to...

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Under harsh bright lights the Aluminum table tops gleam

In lieu of good conversation
He has allowed designer stubble
Bought a new green cap at
Abercrombie

In lieu of good conversation
She wears a low cut dress
Presses breasts to the table
Carries a faux smile

Fascinated by
The grilled chicken pieces on their plates
They...

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