Cynthia Poems - Poems about Cynthia

nothing spoils this surface view ~ see me crave attention, gift empty touch tonal mask veils flaws and vices face alter ego and kneel to feed the shallow shadow that circles ~ around gossamer tears of the grieving moon, as silenced streaks of tongue-twisted lines, undress a puddle of poisoned stars pull force imperceptible,...

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nothing spoils this surface view ~ see me crave attention, gift empty touch tonal mask veils flaws and vices face alter ego and kneel to feed the shallow shadow that circles ~ around gossamer tears of the grieving moon, as silenced streaks of tongue-twisted lines, undress a puddle of poisoned stars pull force imperceptible,...

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Cynthia, my love, with skin so dark, Your beauty shines like a shooting star, I'm filled with joy wherever you are, With you, my love, I'll go far. Your eyes that sparkled when you smiled, Drew me in and pierced my heart, Your laughter playing like a melody upon...

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Cynthia O my erstwhile lover I pine and flounder. Yes, yes I know I once dumped you - you just were not pretty enough, in your tartan wooly socks but your body once really rocked my rocks. O Cynthia, I am not the same but you Cynthia will be forever on my brain. In my mind you come to me now in my jacuzzi all lithe...

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Cynthia’s child mind was simple but sweet. She reeked sincerity, optimism and goodness. We were overwhelmed by her kindnesses. She was a marvelous wife and mother. She was a favorite neighbor. Dressing up every Halloween with our children. She was the most nurturing woman I had ever met....

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She sleeps like a bear in her deeply sonorous dreams. She is not dainty, she’s too sturdily anchored into an earthy nature. Her name Cynthia. When Cynthia sleeps, she plays with the small skulls of squirrels, and mice, while avidly reading her teen magazines....

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I love you in my secret heart I dance around the fires you start I tell myself she's playing too Looking for reasons to break the rules I see the beauty of a woman's face listen to your voice giving it grace While secretly pacing looking for a place Longing for favor without disgrace As you move in closer to my flame I wonder...

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It was a short drive, but through it all Spring came, then Summer, then Autumn, then Winter. The car had six windows, in each window a girl peered inward; one was named ‘love’, the other ‘fear’, the other ‘loathing’, then next, ‘sorrow’, next came doubt, last was Cynthia, she who slept with old men, who comforted them when death kept them up all...

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To be sung to the tune of Lily Marlene, inspired by the lady herself and the film Personal Services - Cynthia played by Julie Walters. Underneath the lamplight in a leafy street in Streatham Lived a naughty lady, boy, and was she out to getum! She opened her door by day and night You know the one, it has...

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Sweet Cynthia, if all eyes were to be oval, And strands of stranded hair become vocal Or all lips become black like my knee, I'd equate them all to this beauty I see. If ever I had to pay in kind, Wouldn't your eyes be more refined Than the blue diamond, and fearless? Wouldn't nature be as patient as it is sleepless? You...

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Cynthia When at night I close my eyes, to think all the days gone by, to feel again those passions past, and feeble joy that never lasts, I'm always drawn to thoughts of you, my only love my Cynthia I think I found you in a dream, the night I pressed beyond the seam, where fantasy...

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Cynthia Something- it’s never the same She can’t feel at home in anyone’s name One big tornado of values and faults Often held captive by her own thoughts Cynthia Angry, Cynthia Sad Cynthia How Did You Turn Out So Bad? Cynthia Love Big, Cynthia Try Cynthia Just Dream and Keep Your Head High Cynthia It’s Not Your Fault, Cynthia It Is Cynthia Be...

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She reminded mi of Liz thou prettier than Liz She was engrossed in her smart phone... me relaxed next to her chat chatting business... i could tell shes engrossed not in her smart chats.... but in my chat with my buddy Sam her enthusiasm keeps rising unable to hold it any more she joins Albeit i an offhand sort...

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Voice like birdsongs, soft and sweet. Eyes pure azure blue, sparkle like stars. Hair solid golden, long and flowing, intertwined and shinning. Aura a Goddess sent from on high. She radiates Rainbows. She's soft , like the sky. She floats as she walks, like clouds passing bye. Her essence is flowers, what else can I say. On my weary journey, by the grace of the spirit. I met her one day. And when she sleeps. Sometimes...

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Moon goddess she is Chase and wild hunt she enjoys Bow down, here she comes....

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