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Premium Member My Full Blown Addiction
A new full blown addiction ls now what l possess Which has entirely captured my body and soul Its intense hold…. mere words cannot express Five months now since it started Yet it is completely out of control It is all l can think about Embedded eternally in my soul This desire and longing is unbearable The deep need for it...

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Categories: full blown, addiction, desire, humor,
Form: Rhyme
Premium Member full blown thunderstorm
gray tranquility cloudy unmoving pensive endearing silence moments before rain loud whip cracks across the sky wind quickly picks up full blown thunderstorm peace is obliterated nothing tranquil now...

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Categories: full blown, rain,
Form: Haiku



Premium Member From Bud To Full Blown Blossom
tiny pink buds trimming little girls lace pinafores one lone rose in a crystal vase at church delighting those who take a whiff knock-out roses neon and fabulous showing off in the garden marigolds and lilacs jealous yellow roses given by unsure suiter who was afraid to choose the red ones greeted with a fabulous smile white roses in bride’s bouquet enhancing her virginity delighting...

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Categories: full blown, flower,
Form: Free verse
Premium Member Full Blown Acryic Lah Lah Land
A smear of red, a splash of orange, two streaks of glitter. Every blouse sleeve and bended knee of a pair of jeans ruined. Sandy cared not, she was a painter, and she loved it to the gills. Life found her in full-blown acrylic lah lah land most of the time. Are all of your clothes ruined? Her friend...

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Categories: full blown, art,
Form: Prose Poetry
Premium Member I Love In a Full Blown Puppy Way
My crushes are so numerable, it is crazy to try to remember them all. When I love you it’s in a full blown puppy way, in your lap with Tarzan’s call. Sky King, Mighty Mouse, Bugs Bunny, The Pink Panther, Howdy Doody. Yes, I know it is dating me. I also crush on things sweet and fruity. Cobbler, filled...

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Categories: full blown, love,
Form: Rhyme




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