Best Passionwoman Poems


All Woman

Is it the sparkle in my eyes or the thickness of my thighs?

Is it the fullness of lips or the curve my hips

That lets you know that I’m ALL WOMAN 100%

Is it the grace of my walk or the way that I talk?

Is it the life that we share or the warmth of my care?

That lets you know that I’m ALL WOMAN 100%

Is it the softness of my touch or the fact that you can never get enough? 

Is it the give and take or the love that we make?

That lets you know that I’m ALL WOMAN 100%

Is it the thought of my taste that puts a smile on your face?

Is it the sweetness of my skin or that overwhelming yearning within

That lets you know that I’m ALL WOMAN 100%

Some say phenomenal,some heaven sent

But I say I’m ALL WOMAN 100%


Chiquita Baity

Out of the Blues.

I have given up on life, I have resigned to fate,
thinking I could not have found it, love.
I tried but could not just make it work.
All the best I thought was my dedication 
turned to work out against my desire.
All I wanted was to find that one woman meant for me
As much as I tried, I couldn't just make it happen.
Then I thought I was just not good enough.
And I wondered how other people do it.
I wonder how they make it happen.
To me, it is a miracle that is unattainable.
How they live so happily in love.
I always wondered but felt it was not meant for me  to have a feel of.
An object of mockery for others I became 
because a lonely life i was living
Then suddenly...
Out of the blues you appeared,
all clothed in white robe.
You made straight towards me and i wondered who you were
Then I looked again and then realized who you are
I realized you are my Angel of love.
I thought I was dreaming
then you called my name and i realized it was not a dream
The value of my patience was found in you
Then I realized loving would not have been better if it was not with you.
In you I have found joy, peace and dignity.
In you I have found all the woman I have ever wanted.
Then I realized I could not have been more luckier.
I LOVE YOU

Playing the Field

I'm confused, mentally I'm at a crossroad 
due to years of trial & error with failed 
love attempts, a small ratio of my mind doesn't
know if she's an angel in disguise 
disguise or heaven sent so as I...play the field
do I stick to the playbook, or run a series
of no huddles. I've cut off all contact with
the outside world in this tunnel I'm in,
ain't nothin like starting over again
but me, like so many others don't know 
if love, true love is something I should 
continue to fight for. The reality is I've 
heard it all before, most women I come
in contact with knock on the front 
but once they see the real me exit 
out the back door. I guess they must be used 
to the sugar coated rug of street dreams
and I display that honest hardwood floor 
so as I...play the field like an employer 
this is an interview process I got a lot of
applicants, yeah alot of em wanna see 
what's happening but unfortunately for them
only one woman can fill that void.
My persona is so attractive to the 
opposite sex, I display impeccable poise 
and I have  no interest in a woman who 
in the essence is nothin but alloy.
Life is about decisions nevermind the opinions
and on the road to riches I'm wealthy 
beyond measure so I encounter alot 
gold diggers so I question this time around
with the next one I date, is this where 
I call off the search party, minus the 
up's and downs isn't she worth the wait
if she'll bring me joy, so why hesitate,
let us escape to that island of tranquility 
that no one thought was reachable 
so I beseech you with one final request,
seek perfection with me...no one's perfect 
but I'll try if you will so let us both just say yes
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The Crystal Slipper

I've been preserving a Crystal Slipper warmed only by the thoughts in my heart. I'm like the 
King of hearts, patiently waiting for his Queen of hearts... So here I reach with words which 
only she will understand. I long to feel again, the simple pleasures of watching my lady's 
smile, as I hand her a single rose. enjoy random candle lid dinners, while I watch with 
adoring pleasure the light of the candles enhances the sparkle in her eyes, feeling my warm 
Latin blood, pulsing through my veins, waiting with anticipation, as I hold her precious hand, 
to share each others lips, in a loving, suckling desert of passion and desire... Even though, I 
know, every woman holds a beauty deep within her, My Queen will always know how 
especially unique her beauty truly is to me. I've always believed that if a man actually 
stopped and looked at the beauty of a woman's heart, it would be so hard not to smile, but if 
allowed to touch, taste and breathes her in, he would want to protect her, and be hers 
forever. Here's a poem I always liked. It's directed to the one who feels I've been warming 
her Crystal Slipper... "If when I die, I have the choice to reclaim my life as anything, I'd 
choose to be one of your tears. How could any man want anything less Than to be conceived 
in your heart, Born in your eyes, Fall, caressing your warm cheeks, To finally rest, and die, 
on your lips..."
What a beautiful gift God's placed on earth, when he unselfishly created you... Like a rose in 
bloom, a woman can seem the same ... Mysterious but oh so lovely when unfolded with a 
kiss...
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In Do Time

One day in do time
I will come to find 
The one woman I can call mine.

Yet I sit here waiting 
as I'm slowly contemplating 
and continue on debating.

I swear she is a dream 
you must know what I mean 
for the seen remains unseen. 

This woman from my stories 
as my vision seems to blurry 
of what I thought was in a hurry.

now I sit and think 
as my mind decides to blink 
for the thing I must now drink. 

my sudden knowledge leaves me hoping
that these thoughts are not provoking 
that all these things are opening. 

another chance for me to care 
and the people that all stare 
to be taken out of here.

Seduced

It is an action and a state of mind,
With you as the controller or controlled,
And with you having the power to find
A way to make the other feel consoled.
This action defines the sexy battle
That a man is capable of doing,
Causing a woman to become rattled,
Because she got some pleasure while viewing.
This action, that make's a woman's heart swell
Causing her will power to take a test,
Is something that a man does very well,
But is something that a woman does best.
       Your will submits to total destruction,
       When you live in a state of seduction.


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