Best Seductiveness Poems

‘Tis You’

It’s a tempestuous, wuthering, wuthering day
as I set forth exuberant and merrily on my way.
I pause to hearken to the symphony of sound
as natures harmony plays and swirls all around.
Ignited flaming thoughts to fill a love sonnet
as I march on and grasp my dishevelled...

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A rose just picked from heaven's garden;
     a gift that keeps on giving, that's you.
 Passions that you invoke within me, ardent.
   This i know deep in my heart to be true...

  you shall remain my lovely, celestial...

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The skies are blessed
with a spectacular magical
Harvest Moon as it sits low
on the horizon 
It's bright ambient orange 
glow at its zenith shining 
bigger and brighter
Chords of moonlight shimmer 
as it stretches out to caress the 
waters surface
Years ago its brilliant illumination 
 would announce...

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This world is a bewitching illusion
The spring, the fragrant flowers, the chirping birds
The waterfalls, the sky, the valleys, the clouds
Are nothing real but delusion.

The gigantic snow clad mountains and fathomless seas
Are what is called optical illusion
Our eyes are so designed to see things in nothingness

The...

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As children we FEAR darkness…we’re not able to fully comprehend why but somehow we know the misery that it brings…there comes a point in time however when we become more and more comfortable with darkness…we FEEL we are able to “understand” it….from that point it...

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Red Lanterns 

Outside the city where the pomegranates grow,
Red lanterns hang where green orchards glow.
They swing in the breeze, they dance and then freeze,
Red glistening balls say cheese, play yo yo and tease.

Outside the city where the pomegranates grow,
Red lanterns hang where green orchards glow.
The...

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Isn't boredom is its own birth of freedom 
In this antebellum age
I have fashions of a vision
That I could put to page

I need to rage against
This dying of the dream
To etch on ancient canyon walls
And sound my barbaric scream

The seductiveness of my antimuse
Slithers through my...

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The steam slowly raises from inside my mug, wrapping itself around my pencil, eventually 
evaporating into the musty atmosphere.
As I open my sketchbook I imagine all the possibilities of a world inside my head, but today 
I’ll stick to what I do best.
I place pencil...

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When I look at the night sky
I find worlds of mystery
and a feeling of great pleasure
where incantations flow in my soul
from the blissful sorcery of imagination
pouring in my head
as the universe becomes a singular focus
of perpetual thought
drifting like tendrils of seductiveness
across the vast black sky
filled...

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"Love weaves a mysterious magic spell"

Lady Dragonfly

Masculine and prickly, the proprietor of a gambling house,
Wispy wings finesse her dress, its translucence will arouse
A Dita von T. vedette, an alluring erotic oozing femme fatal 
A Seductiveness, her love weaves a mysterious magic spell
whose charms ensnare her...

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More pure than a lake of baptized sins 
I just wanna get money and match my friends 
She wash in Lake Minnetonka with a devilish grin
Her seductiveness pulls me in 
While I watch it pour purple drizzles all over her chin 
Then I drift 
No...

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You find out your wife is sleeping
around.
A time when your world turns upside
down.

Nothing makes sense
anymore.
Her leaving cut me too the
core.

Facts start blending with
fiction.
Your thought is a cloud of
suspicion.

Every truth turns into a
lie.
I see betrayal in my minds
eye.

Reality melts into an
illusion.
My world is dark and cold
seclusion.

Everything...

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As I study the hue of the horizon
I fell in love with color.
I am inside my own head
Taking in the solitude for what seemed  an eternity.
Like a fairytale , the color pink had painted itself across the sky.
I was motionless, incapable of making a...

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blue eyes, deep and dazzling as the sea
cheekbones sharper than a knife
golden hair, soft to run a hand through
he was a jewel
a sapphire prince
who, upon circumstances unknown
stumbled into a peasant girl
more beautiful than the purest snow
luscious locks of night
doe-eyes, an innocent river of beauty
curves like...

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