Flirted Poems - Poems about Flirted

...The monumental bane of OCD - obsessive compulsive disorder As origin of *****Sapien species surged ahead, harboring nascent predominance asper said primate reproductively bred, (albeit via incr......Read the rest...

...My voice is filled with broken tremors, As I describe the layers of my pain. Each breath blows out the bitter emptiness, And I hear myself going insane. I interact with demons I battle, And......Read the rest...

...The shades are drawn, and the paint is peeling on the façade, the door is cracked open as though the person inside is ready to run He lies there positioning himself into a relaxed state, wondering i......Read the rest...

...She loved the fact that she could use her beauty to unleash her objectives and goales upon men who wished to be freind or kind to her. She flirted with my wife and ignored me. I felt uncomfort......Read the rest...

...I was a stylish, assertive travel agent, arranging getaways for busy people; Like sudden getaways of jewel, shooting stars, on ebony nights of upheaval. I planned calm, exotic, trip itine......Read the rest...

...With no specific tone or direction. And , than suddenly: Whoomp! the tone began to change it devloped into a"whoomping groove" it's beleived to dereive from Pickett the lyrics said early one mo......Read the rest...

... He simply looked at me. When I looked back, he held that gaze. It nearly made me blush. For building tension he sure had the knack, for by the time he left, I had a crush. He’d sm......Read the rest...

...That night you walked into the room; my heart skipped a beat; I knew by the shadow of the full moon, kismet would have us meet. You flirted with every guy in the place, leaving jaws dropped to the ......Read the rest...

... She was dressed like a flamingo floozie Her big boobs and booty ~ what a doozie! Wearing a shade of pink She flirted with a wink I ran away from Wicked Witch, Soozie Soozie was once a he-man......Read the rest...

...("Dark Pool Nebula #3", 2011, original oil) Tilting at Windmills In this modern world, in these modern times adventurers of the spirit are looked down upon at least among my family and......Read the rest...

...Oh, how I wish that phone booths did still exist, so that you could call me up and tell me again how much it’s me that you miss Remember back the way you used to do? When you were scared of someone ......Read the rest...

...To Kill a Wild Rabbit - FICTION The small winding valley was cold and dank. Nothing stirred as darkness descended quickly. Dusk brought an ominous cloud of evil fog that, like a black s......Read the rest...

...Hugged her from behind She wore red lipstick number 9 Or was it plum? I don’t know anymore But I know her eyes She was someone So much better than me I followed her everywhere But her frien......Read the rest...

...I still remember The girl you flirted with When we went on a break And weren’t seeing other people. Your friend told me You were out on dates With your ex Baby momma. (She took your profi......Read the rest...

...Coming from within a rising hedge Of voluptuous white oleander – I sensed a turmoil; one writhe Seduced better than before And within the naked boughs Of some palo verde – in a rustle......Read the rest...