Coquetry Poems - Poems about Coquetry

...Dark louring clouds, Golden hues of flirting pirouettes, Hushed waters, A gentle breeze in whispering conversation, Lovers' bliss, Dream's honeycomb, The soul shall have its sweets, And taste ......

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...This is a poem written by my mother, under her, "nom de plume", Genevieve St. Cyr. The mechanical bird covered with diamonds, sings only waltzes until the insides give way, and the sound of ......

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...A governess, a guardian of the young, so known and dear as to be called “Mother” and a noblewoman, just barely 12 by age, named Portia, sit talking as the sun sets the stage for a cool, cloudless nig......

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...Bounteous mass media mechanizations... generate fixation spurring sexual exploitation evidenced courtesy adulation particularly regarding young females, whose seductive poses linkedin selling (......

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...Lady Melanie with silver locks Loved her bonbons, bagels, and graved lox. Curmudgeon geezers viewed her a fox, But she loved them less than chicken pox. Melanie kept free as best she could. Sh......

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...BANISH ME TO THE BOOKSHOP Chain me, so I can roam. Lock me away in this bower. Banish me to the bookshop - i’ll enjoy this affair for hours! First editions recline behind smudg......

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...She exudes coquetry with such flirty eyes......

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...In soft gentle breezes he felt her touch so light her fair cheeks' alabaster glow on a moonlit night The magic of her sweet breath in deep waters' allure her shy coquetry in rolling green mead......

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...The ballerina with her coquetry and prince with yawning tights his legs stump me. Her twirl a-spin with graceful poise so long. The twaddle of his movements poor ping-pong. Unhand......

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...She pauses, slender figure poised on slenderer heels, five inches of coquetry ready to duet with fifty feet of parquetry, play a wicked staccato on dinner-jacketed libidos. Then she push......

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... Claudelle, we must go away and start a new life. This fruitless sharecropping has just cost me my wife. Believe me, in every way, I loved your mother. Frustrated and annoyed, she left me......

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...Sordid tales your eyebrows tell Insinuations start to sing Things we all know very well-- Say, did you miss my wedding ring? You’d do you worst right here and now A stealthy drink from your ch......

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...I feel a nauseating revulsion to see scraps of prose Bundled together in a neatened pile in the name of poetry, And prizes being awarded for such otiose verbiage And praises being heaped for such ......

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...If Your Love Belonged To Me Are there no words that I can say, No supplication I might pray? My tortured heart would be set free..... If your love belonged to me I'd write poems tha......

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...Part Two From that moment onwards Not when the fingerless muscles unclasped the indented bones But from that moment of knowing from that very moment of sustenance That day of human unbelief d......

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