Climaxed Poems - Poems about Climaxed

...Mothered inspiration birthed from the seed of my soul send my mind in to a frenzy with racing thoughts hard to gather and control Words roll off my tongue with provocative pronunciation climaxed b......

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...Bombarded by myriads of daily data without cease, I suggest a forthright discourse on this topic, carousel of trend and sound adherence merely looming? some unwitting sentiment an aspirational d......

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... Wandering barefoot, whispering sweet sentiments of haunting pleasures. A touch that never phased me - a kiss from her heaven lips. Tangerine horizons, appeared like flames in ......

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...Date: June 2045 Dolly asked rubbing Damian's Back "My big bear, how are We going to celebrate Joshua's Birthday? Hmm?" Damian said, "Maybe take him and the kids to An amusement park." ......

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...Celebrity deaths can be bizarre someone so close yet so far the realisation hits you hard yet they have no clue who you are Meat Loaf sang to my youthful years Sarah Harding sang with my ......

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...Would you on the spot succumb, When someone told you “Welcome?” The fine time to act a lamb One’s closed door hold on its jamb While the key to it arrives And door-unlocking strength strives? ......

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...When he was Infant Bob Often had had to sob For a freely shared cob… As Grown-Up Wrangling Bob Angrily yanked off knob After a half paid job… Now Climaxed Adult Bob Would at friends spi......

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... My love, the time has come to turn a leaf, anew for our union, succumbs to end. So let's have our last supper, this evening drink down the wine of destined times, linger on lusci......

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...The Martian on Grape Lane I touched the sea, the sea touched me, not far from where the mermaids play. Swaddled in a world where I could not stay, I was caught in time, floating away. ......

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...It’s fall of 1888, the south of France, In the verdant fields of Arles, Two artists shared a single dream, And so began their quarrel. Vincent paved the way for Paul With bold sunflower sprays. ......

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...A vage blush; her bloom sojourns within its female purse, yet this bright morn Adam is rampant, his stamen a brazen phallus. A raindrop alchemy, charms and countercharms. Genders gath......

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...the orchestra played full volume in the theatre of her mind thoughts and emotions vied for undisturbed attention but her misplaced applause failed to settle restless blind screens decoupages......

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...It seems we might find currently undervalued economic and political health benefits by applying organic principles of our healthy PolyVagal NeuroSystem, at least polyhonically shared by all God......

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...She stroked his hand in passion and gave him life’s ultimate blessing It’s time to go in love and peace she would miss his gentle caressing Strokes of desire and passion from a wild sharp and e......

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...For what manner of beast, sad creature, mad monster, deeply dark angel east, does everyday accompaniment seed cold contempt instead of breeding warm sacred resonance? Should beloveds not ex......

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