Desire Poems | Examples of Desire Poetry

If I had wings to fly, I'd breathe in deep and spread them wide as I leap from the cliff into the wind where the seagulls glide. Crossing this wide sea I glide above cruel waves that reach up to drown my flight in their cold and deep blue-green graves. And as your day grows slowly light I'd arrive on worn-out wings to hold you in your...

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As I look at the stars at night and dream of what is to be, my heart begins to smile for it is you I see. Knowing that you're close, yet so far away, I dream of you at night and think about you every day. For, every moment without you seems like an eternity. I dream of the day we kiss and I can hold...

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Pálida, quedará la Luna por tú decepción. Pero alumbrara aún está y mil noches que vengan a través de la persiana de la alcoba. El árbol, copozo de mango y hoja verde que alimentado siempre a los dos por la sequía de tu ausencia no sé desplomara. Tus pertenecías junto a postales con Rosas seca y poecia ardiendo de pasión,...

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I look at my soul killing its flaws. I appreciate it and let it do so. But when I came back to earth to show them a perfect human, I realized my mistakes made me who I am. Without my flaws, I am just a perfect human—but not me. ...

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Last year we played with steady ground, one rule for all, the truth was found. No favoured few, no shadow deal, just work and heart - the common seal, and every voice could claim their name. Our coach back then, from distant shore, taught more than drills - he taught us more: that trust is built on equal weight, and discipline decides our...

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You're my focus all the time You're the ink in the design Your's the name inside the vine Hoping one day they combine You're the grape that makes the wine You're the purest gold so fine You're the pencil, make a line Then draw your heart on top of mine You're the polish, how you shine! You're the...

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New from dyslexic temple mount... of one mortal university undergraduate built in madly the brainchild of one Forest Hadley an a Ford able game paid top dollar after being purchased by Milton Bradley called Dodge the Old Farts. A favorite game I (and the wife) play here at Highland Manor originated by yours truly (me) and the spouse soon after we moved here eight years...

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songer.co/song/yo0fzxviemznpn1djgo9w8ts [Intro] Smoke in the mirror, haunting my sight, Shadows whisper secrets in the dead of night. Face don’t fit in this cracked reflection, Searching for a sign, but it’s just rejection. [Verse 1] Heroes crash with a hit and a hiss, Life's a gamble while we play like this. Gold teeth shine, but their glow is dim, Dead eyes stare, where did the hope...

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My beautimous man is my favorite visual treat. Times staring at him are times I often repeat. His blond tendrils hang down, outside his do-rag, and are curls my fingers just have to twirl and grab. Fierce, piercing blue eyes allow his gaze to melt me, happens all the time and never do I ever mind. The rich pay surgeons for...

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Some say you are the best one, sure have you a try, you got curves that imprison every straight man’s eye. I thought we’d find our own path, to see each other’s worth, but we were just so different that it all felt like work. Both sides of every issue, soon peace and quiet died, sought solace in the bedroom, the sex a pleasant lie. Suppose we...

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You stand with your suitcase like a buoy, bright, bobbing in the shallows, and I am the pier— rooted, barnacled, smelling of old salt and rope. You tell me you’ll stay if I keep my hands wrapped round your ankles, but I know the tide you carry in your ribs. Even on windless days it pounds against my palms, shouting for the open mouth...

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Unfettered passion Right from the start Untethered passion Straight from the heart Unbridled passion Hold on for the ride Unspoken passion There's nothing to hide Unselfish passion You're first to arrive Unforeseen passion Lay back I'll drive Unfiltered passion I'd know where to go Unending passion Just trust me, I'd know...

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Every time I see your face My heart leaps in my chest And when perchance you wink at me? Here's what happens next... It's something like an atom bomb A stick of TNT All at once, explosions Go off inside of me No one's ever done this, Had this effect before Can you conceive what it'd be like If we both had the more? Unpublished...

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The horizon is a blade— it glints whether I run toward it or watch it withdraw. Each dawn splits me open, spilling a slow trickle of salt, as if the sea is feeding me to itself, one grain at a time. I know the undertow’s handwriting— it pulls not to drown, but to measure how far my lungs will stretch. Even in absence, the shore presses...

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Love is sometimes subtle like a dance across the moon or a cool evening’s breeze lit by stars. We smile, and then we turn away- these modest games we seem to play like Venus calling silently to Mars. “Come hither,” says a sultry look, a statement that a lover took as seed of an emotion...

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