Caramel Brown Poems - Poems about Caramel Brown

...I burned your placemat. A sunny yellow flower. I used it at my desk. It was ANOTHER thing I had ruined. You emphasized ANOTHER. Another thing I can't do right. Another thing I took. Another mi......

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...He blew in from the west like a warm summer breeze ......

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..."Bonjour, in the cocktail woods" I see the waffled leaves of teal trees painting pink moon, With diamond dahlia arcs, flowering an orchid boon Sprinkling love of french perfumed spells and cocoa ......

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...Soon going to be a Boom rushing toward the Tsum Soon Zoom running out of the Room you hear the big Boom Zoom sweet, sweet Marmalade voiceless beauty God has made Modern-day Solom......

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...misty autumn evening our lips collide  under blushing stars and rustling leaves on sassafras trees my skin you touch cooing dove sounds exit my lips caramel eyes on fire my ha......

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...Tangerine, cinnamon, caramel brown, Sweet candy apples by flickering fires, Echoing hues gently cascading down Flavours of autumn as summer expires. Visions of childhood breeze into my mind, C......

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...Mirror mirror on the wall I see my light brown eyes staring back at me Mirror mirror on the wall my petite size that never got any taller Mirror mirror on the wall my body that still look th......

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...My black Skinned knees I woke up to this misty gloomy morning with a scene setting unobtainable dream a dream of impregnable God given justice shared in a impartial world never are my emotio......

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...Fall's Beginning - featuring Sara Kendrick The Easter dresses strown across morn's sky Crinolines on horizon with gown Early zephyr cool and air wrung dry The Easter dresses strown across morn's......

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...Fall's Beginning Written by: Sara Kendrick The Easter dresses strown across morn's sky Crinolines on horizon with gown Early zephry cool and air wrung dry The Easter dresses strown across morn's sky......

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...Warmth. The sunshine radiating on my caramel brown skin. The gentle breeze caressing my body so tenderly that I feel like I could soar. The sand penetrating the cracks of my pruned toes. Oh how......

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