Divans Poems - Poems about Divans

...I think of life with an elegant man. I see a man whose hands are silk to me. He's stunning in a suit (well-groomed is he). He loves to read and maybe plays Chopin. He whisks me off to Paris or Mi......

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...Safe, at long last, behind closed, locked doors and windows, behind heavy, hanging, purple drapery: plush, pellucid, subterranean refuge. Far from the proverbial maddening crowd, out of sight:......

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...1 2 1 2 in a tutu playing croquet at three pm Abracadabra is a giant kilo of horse manure thrown at the head with a boom. But a boom is neither a boomerang nor a pickling gate in a jar of curdled ......

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...Kindly stick to digging pineapples in the future as magic dust particles can really only spring up in defense patterns. And is it really wise to deal cards in a high tide. Deliver not an oceanographi......

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...The end of another day came to the Ravelston Estate, and the workers were again making their way back from the fields. And in keeping with the hour, Lord Andrew and cousin Carla lied ever so ......

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...Much to do people to see thoughts to proceed wrapped warm, for the flipside is the cold side stop, to decide is to act Run rabbit run rabbit don’t stay still a pair pull themselves together as the s......

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...Soul at ease to bruise the mind eggplant purple, verbatim green Resting insults once alive in riddles, screaming to be seen On divans out on the porch wasting feather's air to be cooled on bat......

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