Best Undressed Poems

Trapped for so long in walls that cocooned her
She struggles to break free
All she desires is escape from the darkness of her prison
And the walls that bind her
To feel the sun on her face, the cool breeze on her body
She pushes and pushes with all...

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It’s all in there
                           Somewhere inside my head
           ...

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She felt his presence by her side
Her first reaction – unimpressed.
She turned her head, a toss of hair,
The situation she assessed.

Maybe it was the dauntless smile
Perhaps the wicked twinkling eyes
The self-assurance in his poise...
Do warning bells ever suffice?

She sipped her drink and options weighed
He praised...

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She felt his presence by her side
Her first reaction – unimpressed.
She turned her head, a toss of hair,
The situation she assessed.

Maybe it was the dauntless smile
Perhaps the wicked twinkling eyes
The self-assurance in his poise...
Do warning bells ever suffice?

She sipped her drink and options weighed
He praised...

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dare not gaze into his piercing eyes they read my soul ...secrets undressed

~*~...

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Frozen magic
Darkness dominates
Attacks, walls crumbling

The magic shield,
as a protective bumper
Fear and curse,
do not involve the dead

Crystallized mana
A rabbit foot in the pocket,
give false security
The fog of illusion

Each fiber in the body seeks salvation
Water can be converted into wine
Beauty can be difficult to find









31.01.2018
Sun :) -...

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“Undressed Words”

Another story yet told…
Painful memories I couldn’t hold…
They take a backseat in my mind…
Missing words I still can’t find…
You had a pocket full of goodbyes…
Each one caught with a sigh…
We stood long in the rain…
Where tears blend in just the same…
Cracks in a heart...

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I was just a kid
You threw the “book” at me
Hellfire, damnation, sinner!!
Repent!!!!
I was too young
To remember “penting”
So how could I do it again??
Purgatory….
“the not quite ready for prime time
waiting room for angels”
Confession??
Hey, If I ain’t tellin’ Mom
I ain’t tellin’ nobody.
The “transubstantiation”
//I can still spell it//
I...

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Welcome to my poetic Burlesque
To read this poem you must first undress
If I were near, I must confess
I’d pay close attention, you might have guessed

I don’t wish to appear a bit too rude
But I wrote it, so you must read it, in the nude
Just loose...

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Like a scarf,
Your arms rest down my neck.
Slinking hands hanging gentle,
down my torso.

I feel your sharp breasts contract with heavy breathes,
down my spine.


I listen,
I feel,
Your hammer heart beat.

Tap once
Tap Twice

atop my submissive skin.

We float linear
But I jot along,

wild,

for when we fall,
laned together as man and...

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I write songs without a tune...
                               You hear my words like crashing balloons...
  ...

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In summer re: I haint getting undressed!

Hence donning entire wardrobe,
Saint Nick outfit including,
while trumpeting think spring
argh only about four plus months away
lest some big bird willingly
takes me under their wing
undiscovered since I won't be peaking,
nor quacking duck like

prompts yours truly xing
to tropical rainforest
playing Tarzan and...

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Sun undressed quickly, getting on her traveling outfit.
Night dropped her dark robes onto the landscape behind her.
She smiled as the stars rushed in.

5:38 a.m.? Moon called after her
As she headed for her second job.
Sun did not look back,
But Moon was satisfied.

Moon called the shots,
For she...

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at first she did not want to attend the party

          was not in the bright mood for heavenly guise

                 ...

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It started with a kiss
My cheeks and nape
Thoughts running wild
Manly drape

His torso structure
All muscled and strong
In his arms
Where i have always longed

His hands like velvet creepers
Encircling my skin
My longing for him
To be welcomed within

Our clothes now scattered
Flesh to flesh
Astride my darling
Sensuous zest

In me he loves
My...

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