Best Negligees Poems

PROLOGUE
The Flame, aflicker, licks and flays,
illuming evening’s negligees
With braided curls she swirls and sways,
and flits and floats in light ballets

           APOLOGUE
A Flame, to conquer creeping fog,
flew dancing towards a random log
Her flight perplexed a leery...

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     "12 Days of Christmas Craves"



On the twelfth day of Christmas
My true love sent to me
12 twinkling tiaras

Eleven emerald elephants

Ten Tiffany trinkets

Nine naughty negligees

Eight echoing elves

Seven sequined stars

Six sexy singers

Five fake fingernails s s s

Four furry foxes

Three tingling tamborines

Two turtledoves

And peach...

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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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So much to solicit, but with substance excluded,
she mimics intimacy, but leaves one secluded.
Flatteries slip off her tongue like honey's sultry sweetness.
"Come to this incensed bed for pleasure's soft caress."
Like a crafty serpent's spiel, her lips slither stellar speech.
Secure your spirit, flesh, and soul; she'll...

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I  Welcome My Nights

I knew and you knew that if I listen to Unchained Melody
I would have given up on yesterday
Without the praises, the disappointments
Those long, long sighs
During moments of passion
Our Love was superficial in comparison, until

I saw his face in my dreams
Suddenly, the...

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There's lots of play to underwear. 
I'll try to be discreet. 
It stretches to contain my boys 
Who hang down t'wards my feet. 
Elastic waistband hugs my hips, 
Prohibiting their fall, 
Much better than the outerwear 
Worn by Neanderthal. 

The Romans got the bright idea...

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Short weekends and long weekdays
School’s out then it’s onto résumés and workdays
Mondays dragging on through to Fridays
Long commutes on highways, subways and tramways
Toiling for okays, some praise and hopefully a raise

Soirees and negligees for Saturdays
Aspiring to bouquets so enchanting in a vase
Before you know it’s...

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Your Brown Jar of Honey


I knew and you knew that if I listen to Unchained Melody
I would have given up on yesterday
Without the praises, the disappointments
Those long, long sighs
During moments of passion
Our Love was superficial in comparison, until

I saw his face in my dreams
Suddenly, the...

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So you agree that you don't 
celebrate Valentine's Day 
because you chose not to be a 
part of the masses for the 
origin of Valentine's Day has 
nothing to do with love but 
death 
So you agree that Valentines 
Day is what the masses use to...

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SILENT PROTEST

You forget O children, your embodiment in the old —
how we live again and again through you. You choose
to ditch the dress up clothes, wedding rings and such.
Perhaps our gray skin and wrinkles are caused by the blunder.

Look at the baptism of babes, cradled...

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Big Bottom Gal

Fannie
Annie

Senior Citizen

Oldie 
Goldie

The Cleverer One

Sharper
Harper

Loves to Wear Negligees

Lacey
Gracie

Weird-sounding Girl

Nasal
Hazel

Miss Orderly

Tidy
Heidi

Routine Girl

Daily
Hailey

One to Emulate

Be a 
Gia

Another One to Emulate

Be a
Mia

So Cute

Bonnie
Lonnie

The Wild One

Crazy 
Maisie

Out of Her Weight Class

Puny
Junie

Extra Small

Skinny 
Minnie...

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Special offer for forbidden fruit two for the price of one

Discounted pleasure until ultimate stock clearance lasts

		Adam’s apples included

		Unisex versions available

		Sustainable and organic

Nails and planks for the eye flat-packed easy to assemble

Build your own bloody cross instructions included for free

		Whips for self-flagellation

		Strictly for over 18’s...

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Charon demands us to disrobe
Sell your layers for coins
Some with less have more to trade
Better than becoming chained ghosts
Our suits and dresses tie us down
Being nude again will be sobering
After a year of stripping down 
Sobriety feels too brisk
I put on Italian wine’s garment
It tells...

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I knew, and you knew, that if I listened to "Unchained Melody,"
 I would have given up yesterday. Without the praises and disappointments, those long, deep sighs experienced during moments of passion, our love felt superficial in comparison. Everything changed when I saw his face...

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