Best Vixen Poems

 Wind-driven, deceptive, mysterious,
cries vixen's pulsating, debauchery
with haunting arias, mesmerizing!
The lighthouse, fearlessly, captivated,
by siren's symphonic orchestrations 
shines brighter, exclaiming calamity!
She cautions vigilant navigators...
fog's mirage masquerades mortality!..


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Inspired by Nette's Contest: The Lighthouse
9/23/14  By Carrie Richards...

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I'm your vixen from
                             deep within
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Power Of The She Vixen That Oft Souls Destroys

Silk sheets graced her sweet, welcoming night bed
promised relief from pain, sorrow and dread.
With such treasure offered truth becomes blind
dark powered beauty that corrupts the mind.

Each victim was a lamb led to slaughter
once thought, no earthly power...

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Virgin
Untainted, Worthy
Waiting, Pledging, Pacing
Angel, Saint, Plaything, Rebel
Baiting, Mating, Craving
Racy, Spicy
Vixen
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A Venus shape, the Men go Ape:
tender, slender, svelte!
So toned and taut, her treasure sought-
by far, the best they've felt! 
Inviting lips, come hither hips, 
her silhouette in waif.
Vixen curves and kitten purrs... 
no male, of course, is safe....

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Vulpine
Den denizen
Lady in red
Late night city stalker ~
Vixen...

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Rudolf got his big red nose
From Vixen in the snow
They had it out one foggy night
Beneath the mistletoe

She bopped him once good and hard
Which caused his nose to grow
She bopped him twice around the yard
His nose began to glow

Then she buffed it bright and red
So...

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My Imagined Vixen

My vixen is blue with gold bouncing in her hair
She swims in my mind like a lost mermaid
A storm brewing rapidly upon a calm ocean
Nights she lets loose with romantic favors
Touching my every desire in intimate ways
Eating my heart while holding me back...

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Bragg's just an ass, a poor leftist stooge
Bought for in full by the Soros machine,
Why target me when he knows he will lose
His obvious intentions malicious and mean.

As to that Stormy, a vixen indeed,
She's now named me ‘Tiny’ can't clearly be true,
Her one claim to...

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This feeling buried under my skin when love hits me makes me itch like a fein for 
dope I dont know how to explain the things that love will have you doing 
somethings become to deep so I ask my self how deep is love...

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Loving her was like shaking hands with the devil
Lady gangsters, vixens and spies
Feeling pretty, staying young
He is my rosy, rosy, rosy boy

Trying to make my eyes look like a deep ocean
Atlantic blue eyeliner and party dress
He is my hero, hero, a mad hero

You will not...

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Lips
Aflame
Hot whispers
Carry lustsparks
Born of burning thoughts
That weave a searing spell
Binding my dark dreams to you,
In whom I live to be fulfilled:
Draw me close on hot red sparks of love,
Enfold me in the secrets of yourself....

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when this broad brushes blokes
jaws drop roll and reconsider 

except the pyromaniacs
they can't get enough of her






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A recent past
your moment is gone

a lonely city of Angels

aimless Souls of fortune

49ers exist - estrogen bred

lusting for fantasy

cat moves
pick & spade

elusive - cunning and lethal

morality unknown
happiness superficial

Purrrrrrrrrrrr!...

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Missus Claus had to trudge down to jail,
Once more toting with her Santa's bail;
Seems where people all shop
He let red trousers drop:
He enjoys showing biddies he's male....

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