Best Sugary Poems

Like you ...

I dream of drifting away on a sunny day
high above the cottony stuffed clouds
I'll glide erasing all the hurtful feeling inside 
a season...

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She: I have no one to shower love upon me. 
He: "I" love you 
She: You are a busy man. You don't have time for...

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They would ripen all at once
under a hot sun and hang
in a sugary glut only for a day 
or two before starting to spoil. 
I...

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The Butterfly Flutters By

On a steamy, sun-drenched, summer Sunday,
tree leaves delightfully dancing to the tune of 
a warm, welcoming, wandering breeze blowing,
metamorphosis now complete, 
no...

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The little girl stood outside the candy store
Pressing her nose against the window
Her lips wet 
Trying hard to swallow
What the sight of those candies 
Produced...

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Missing Teeth
                   Authored by Chuck Keys

a rainbow...

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Give not your heart to hasty pleas
Resist lips of slick, pretty lies
Who weave duplicity and tease
Value yourself; you are the prize
Who is not won by...

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Beneath a dark
and sinister 
sky where 
stars 
hide behind 
pumpkin patch wishes
and ghostly 
dreams

Ghouls and goblins
cavort on this 
final October eve
seeking candy
and other 
sugary goodies,
lest...

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In a busy world I don't take for granted simple pleasures
like snuggling with a loved one on a chilly winter's night
Saving keepsakes of the things...

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It was time to visit the stars
To embrace them with my senses
Though the price was astronomic
I saved up for the expenses

Most think stars are unreachable
Due...

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A Broken Heart

I have a broken heart so sad with sorrow,
My love’s full of such anguish and fear;
My soul’s afire with pain for the morrow.

My...

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the smell of Carmel corn 
fills the air – I think of you Dad
your hand in mine, four steps to your one
the carousel music scores...

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Love is a season.
And holidays mark the seasons, and years like signs in the road,
reflecting the bumps in our journey, but showing us a way...

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He wanted it hot with lots of spice 
Not sugary sweet and tasting nice 
Oh big boy you're a looker  
We had sex on...

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I am a fool's fool
        haunted by a feral phantom
        ...

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