Breasted Poems - Poems about Breasted

... Sponsor : Tom Woody Contest : Black Hole Love Submitted: 16/7/25 _____________ “Love embodies in millions of forms and frequencies, not all known. Its int......

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... We are accustomed to a variety birds who, after we fill our feeders, find a way to fly up, perch a while and have a snack or two every day. It’s usually the same birds each day with quiet smile......

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...she rose from depths of his despair followed an artistic youthful D E A TH blue black curled ......

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...I sat where the ferns stood guard— solemn sentries on wood pedestals— my back pressed against her bookcase, cradled in the soft hush of the window seat as snow rehearsed its silence just beyon......

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...Splish splash splash; It is a colorful blash; A brown leaf floats in a bathtub, Does a leaf make noise, I doubt!!! Yup!!! A little colorful leaf, plunges into the bath; Makes a......

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... In her sixties, of Swedish descent, robustly built and amply breasted, the girth of her thighs bulging under her white lab frock like a Henry Moore sculpture, her feet secured in high la......

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...I wonder if Pops will lie out in his trademark bell-bottoms—faded denim flares that split the air like his cool, bending time, making room for his strut as if the horizon would yield to his next step......

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...PINK SCALLOP SHELL Along my road to Freedom stood showy blue-green sentinels with white cloud whiffs representing Sky starling decorated bushes joined Party of the Road to nowhere ......

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... Changes, know what they’re all about; Flip each of the pages on double breasted doubt; Let it go in stages. Back road may be a bit longer but you lighten the load; The trip makes you st......

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...An ode to the gustatory ****** My mouth meanders through this dream This memory of breakfast in bed A lover seducing my every desire Sweet maple, slight hint of flannel A light crispness of waf......

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...Oslo I was in Oslo once and saw the old king riding a horse, but I was a painting of the Danish king the king of Norway is more moderate  he drives Bentley The king and I are of the same age, ......

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...We are evolving towards a higher level of conscience! all of us You and me There is no escaping this truth There are no poles to climb out of this reality. We are in a changing world that we b......

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...I received a re-invitation email this morning. A ‘come on, why don’t you want to?’ note that struck me as odd. See, I’ve been ‘tapped’ for a couple of final clubs at Yale. It can happen if you earn t......

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... red-breasted cherubs nestled within mistletoe ~ holiday feasting ......

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...On the 1st Day of Christmas I trekked in the Sikkim high mountains along the tortuous but exhilarating track of the heavenly Himalaya. On the 2nd Day of Christmas I reached an idyllic ho......

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