Blonde Poems - Poems about Blonde

...White Curtains The room is nothing special. A double bed with a cream duvet against a bland eggshell wall. A picture of a sailboat on the ocean that looks like it might have been painted by a chil......Read More

...Another flick, a spark, once more awakened the past Illustrating memories, are alive and always last. I recall your visage with its veins, its charm, and grace Some invisible griefs, behind ......Read More

...Crabs Small feet pounding the pebbled path, Desperate to escape From imminent danger. Eight legs and two claws Advance in their thousands Upon their prey; the child. Refuge is sought in......Read More

...blonde child-like adult standing apple orchard surrounded by life just like beginning alone in garden with Adam tempted by apple shaking apple tree it's bounty falls to the ground it's go......Read More

...United In The Depths Of Love's Ravenously Sweet Ardor I do not cry, this pain soul deep stings the weeping heart burns so very intensely the memories the perished and heartfelt sweetnes......Read More

...Even Marilyn Monroe had work done She is beauty with or without blonde Hairs and cares of movie star heights Perhaps her pain made her bigger than life She is a thick beauty we admire today Crus......Read More

...We sang along to the lyrics that he wrote Dancing and swaying to the music he composed They’re all great in there own way Let’s go back in time to that day Where were you when you heard you......Read More

...The swing stands still The seat is broken Like my heart With words unspoken When other children come to play I feel like saying "go away" This swing belongs to a special girl With lovely blo......Read More

...Head down, ear pricked in curiosity, The vizard of sleep dancing across Plump, pink, tired cheeks. The thump-thump-thump, A familiar beat, pounds against Almost-resting ears. A sound locke......Read More

...O souls of the Island, I have silently heard through tropical torrents and surpassed a million miles of the milky seas, away from mint-marine silhouettes of my utopian wonderland, as s......Read More

...The taste of vanilla lingers on my lips, long after we kiss, The flavor of her love, always at the tip of my tongue, The curvature of her shape flows elegantly, Her skin feels smooth and velvety a......Read More

...A vanilla read, the review said but I decided to take a look You can't always tell what's hidden in the pages of a book Boring, I thought at my first glance but it's said vanilla is a lovel......Read More

...persian rug holds head and blonde wooden floor, the fur ~ black persian kitty snores ......Read More

...A wider landscape I see beyond; It beckons to me from afar. The land has a kaleidoscope dawn And many wonders that lay beyond. Run your hands over its grasses blonde; Smell its sacred roses of a......Read More

...her eyes were leery, Buck thought it was directed at him not realizing she did not see him yet she turned her head and he saw her burgundy hair like his mother’s, he was fascinated by that he m......Read More