Cowritten Poems - Poems about Cowritten

Sexy me up Saturday night Arm candy tasting right High heeled, open toe, Long legs, Oh Ohh. Red carpet, stars burst Tonight's about coming first. Glitter rains like star dust Lace up with licorice lust Heat it up, whatdaya say, Are you ready to play? Always and more than ready Taking you on slow and steady Womanly swirls, perfumed curls No clothes only a string of pearls. Love the...

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pouring sexy velvet origins ignoring delicacies begging please forming mold and fashion flesh driven sins storing homemade ***** potion remedies preparing visual nude food female medicines exploring the view from subdued dirty knees erotic deep massage sensualities high flame temptation recipes lust concoction cream filling candies who is the bondage sandman complying to your delectable submissive fantasies audacious lacy lingerie masked peep show courageous breath by exhibitionist neon winter glow voluptuous thick statuesque marvel from head to...

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To all my Poetic Family, I would like to start a new word game It's very easy You pick a word Define it and sign your name ( see examples below ) I will then with each author's permission compile a PoetrySoup dictionary Anybody up to it ALWAYS...HG Paperboy --- Origami --- HG Armrest --- ...

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Wind: My head to my pillow, it sings me my song, Rain: With dreams that you and I, together aren’t wrong, Wind: Your imaginary voice, I touch your pure skin, Rain: Though dreams are the only time together, our love is within, Wind: Your bedsheets, my arms, caressing you so lightly, Rain: My lips, your throat, kissing you so gently, Wind:...

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Wind: My head to my pillow, it sings me my song, Rain: With dreams that you and I, together aren’t wrong, Wind: Your imaginary voice, I touch your pure skin, Rain: Though dreams are the only time together, our love is within, Wind: Your bedsheets, my arms, caressing you so lightly, Rain: My lips, your throat, kissing you so gently, Wind:...

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Note: The following dialogue is between the voice of Mother Nature and the voice of man. It is dedicated to the countless victims of the earthquake-induced tsunami in Samoa. My Ring of Fire sets ready to erupt For I, Mother Nature, have had enough Of pollutants invading reservoirs And...

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Dear Carolyn: Another letter from another tour In this place in the sand they call Helmand This will be my last, for you can be sure To never look back on these Afghan lands Dear James: It's been so long...

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You were but three inches tall that day When I heard you cry and ran outside To stand between you, my beloved owl And a swooping hawk, wings three-feet wide Little me, new born owl of the night Staying...

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My Carolyn and I, on Plymouth Hoe we stand To leave this shire of Devon, to far distant lands Our desire to leave, and this change in our lives There's a future out there, for me and my new wife As I look down on the harbour, at these ships of grand To be honoured and trusted, my voyage of...

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