Estrus Poems - Poems about Estrus

...When wild beasts roar against its blood The grizzlies raise their claws to swing They'll bathe the field in crimson flood When wild beasts roar No ties survive what desires bring Estrus whips......

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...The long flowing white mane Reminiscent of a satin bridal train Fierce blue eyes Watching the plain, a pantherine spy The king of beasts The felidae feasts Daniel's cell mate Still the beauty ......

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...She throws herself at the feet of the unimpressed— rolling, rubbing and yowling, an opera of yearning for the neutered elite. They blink, stretch, then saunter off for another nap on the sun......

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...After drenching biblical rainfall... verdant green acres covered the planet of the apes like a petticoat junction donning barrel of skinny dipping monkeys. Once drought stricken vast landscape ......

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...Birthday of beloved buxom babe I betrothed Pardon my hyperbole if in fact such embellishment can be sifted out amidst the pretentious poetry and/or prose NOT aired to appear superior, but more so ......

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...A majestic material bird flies solemn in space... A wonderful ethereal bird lofty flight in the poetic estrus... !......

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...In the stillness, summer is thick with sweat Its sweet salt drips on parted lip's desire The scented Magnolia's silhouette Inspires ember strewn hearts that's set on fire Beneath we lay so clos......

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...OF HIS FOE HE SAID " HIS DESTINY IS DETERMINED BY THE EVALUATIONS OF HIS TASK'S!" THE ANALYSIS OF BEING BEST, TO MANUVER AND OUTWREST THE OP......

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...My tango with the moon is picking up speed Starting to spin a little faster Phases flashing Soon to be splashing In a hot night tidal disaster I don't know how deep I'll dip In the moon's emb......

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...I once walked into my backyard and found two slugs mating in a bucket I had just learned how slugs go about mating, or trust-I would have been rightly confused Here hangs a long line of slime,......

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... In estrus, she twists around with her back rubbing against the ground. This is how she acts of late. This girl is pining away for a mate. With each emission of a sultry meow, Queenie is hopi......

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...A delusory pleasure bristled the solitary abator And the dusky night rides down the sky An ethereal beauty demoed with her au naturel demeanor The solitary abator bumps with illusions, thus far real......

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