Best Pelvis Poems

The powder of white sand holds her flesh
close to his musk pelvis
as she gasps with the murmured waves
trembling on the coast
of a fragrant mouth against...

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(Inspired by dance steps from a belly dancing class I once took!)

She rolls her pretty head from side to side
while, raised above her face, are...

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Moon hangs high and white coats the earth,
breathe in and out.
Frozen air in my lungs; his touch hurts.

Racing thoughts hurry in a blur.
Warm hands on...

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Cramps creeping and crawling, 
an unwelcome reminder.
Why does my body betray 
me like an unfaithful secret lover, 
chaining me to my bed.
When did my uterus...

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Sipping cherry limeade, driving in the car parade, 
we're cruising in the Lone Star state.
Didn't want a bucket seat; the thing it couldn't beat, 
was...

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The human skeleton,
is made up of 206 bones
By jove, they are hard,
as if made of stones!

The brain you think with
is in the Skull or Cranium,
the...

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VIVA LA ELVIS

In Tupelo Mississippi, twin baby boys were born,
To Gladys and Vernon Presley, but sadly one passed on.
They named him Jesse Garon, their hearts...

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NOTE: I don't know if I did these right. This is for a contest started a long time ago that i believe closes out tonight....

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Lustful desires come when going manic:
     it's an uncontrolled ejaculation!
(from this mania which feels fantastic)

Pelvis and loins afire and orgasmic,
 ...

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There I stood, flushed: gripping
a  diaphanous pelvis of his guitar, 
he rips a pulpy drool of velvet notes…
glossy under a roulette of lights,
saucy on...

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She decides, 
it is set;
her eyes 
ask 
and answer.
Shoulders 
stretch 
back,
one higher 
than the other,
breasts 
push 
out, 
pelvis in-to 
a shallow c-shape,
rhythmic movements 
like breathing,
more...

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I reckon I'm showing my age and am pretty well set in my ways,
But I have zero tolerance for the 'noise' called music nowadays!
The metal...

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It’s a sad way to remember “Old Elvis,”
a man who did more than most with his pelvis.
Must have moved it to a feverous Las Vegas...

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They nicknamed Doris Day the girl next door
But she never lived next door to me.

Sting is known as sting but isn't a bee.

Davy Jones was...

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In Praise of Women 
  
By Elton Camp

How thankful I am for womankind
Who for bearing babies are designed

If all us men could the same...

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