Standard and Poors illicit gamble
Targeted reductions of broadcast frequency
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Tamper is intent.
All speech enters the vacuum
Pinning lines have zero liberty
Liberty given in communication must be guarded not objected into
Equity is shelter
Inherent is observation of intent to withdraw
Grandfather clause that he worked and only assisted others with walking upright. Job has not been acquired. Foreclosure is being graduated from
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The sick and the injured had been his whole life
He’d never found time to ensnare a good wife
He’d slept with a patient and soon was arrested
“It just happened once,” to the court he attested
He’ll run no more x-rays, he’ll set no more bones
He’d made the mistake that no jury condones
No more operations, no drugs to dispense
The judge said, “The public demands recompense.”
“Your claim that it happened just once was complacent,
There is no excuse to lie down with a patient.
A long prison sentence is what you will get
Such a shame… for I hear you were quite a good vet.”
My head sun bound,
The water scream sublime.
The ripples waver.
So tranquil now,
But if I fall,
Grasp and grippling.
Yes I’m fine on the ledge.
But the blue skies so meek,
Compare to the sonorous sea.
Aplomb.
The water leave a white sheen,
But unkempt under hide.
Hermit’s fatuous thinking.
Fair maiden was guarded by chaperone
Yet her vision was filled by a gallant
He too wondered how they could be alone
Then he remembered the jousting pageant.
Their encounter would be quite illicit
If his liege lord knew feelings were engaged
Her favours he would take quite explicit
Their feelings acknowledged and wholly assuaged.
Wonderful day sky ethereal blue
Strong-brave knight carried her silken favour
Both knew their precious love was pure and true
Thundering horses fearless to danger.
Their love life doomed maiden in dire distress
Her knight unhorsed, dead, they'll be no caress.
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She was a woman of beauty and grace
With a heart that longed for a lover's embrace
Her marriage was dull and devoid of desire
But a new flame ignited a passion that was dire
He was a man of power and charm
With eyes that sparkled with a dangerous alarm
Their affair was a secret, a forbidden delight
A love that burned with a passion so bright
She found in him what her husband lacked
A passion that filled her with a love so intact
Their stolen moments were like a dream
A love that was pure, or so it seemed
But the truth would soon come to light
A betrayal that shattered her with all its might
Her husband discovered her infidelity
A discovery that would end in tragedy
Her lover was gone, her heart torn apart
A love that was pure was now a painful remark
Her marriage was over, her life in despair
A love that was lost, beyond any repair
She learned too late that love can be a curse
A passion that consumes and leaves nothing but hurt
Her heart was broken, her soul in pain
A love that was lost, forever in vain.
He desired her
He knew it illicit
And yet he couldn't
He knew her
He knew it licit
And yet he did
She knew him
She knew it licit
And yet she did
She desired him
She knew it illicit
And yet she didn't
Spray your love in the masochistic mist,
shapely satisfying the illicit itch...
With handcuffs upon the wicked wrist,
narcotic nectars that will bewitch…
Salacious secretions that must assist,
appeasing appetites that shall enrich...
Salivating on parts hardly ever kissed,
exploring erotica within its niche…
Licentious desires amidst negligent night,
engulfing erections are craving...
Passionate pistils partake in their plight,
tender thoughts are misbehaving…
Bodies in motion divulge in delight,
as animalistic aphrodisiacs are raving...
Concupiscence convulsions do bite;
willing wanton wizards are waving…
Hold me tight as we twist and twitch,
upon luscious landscapes yearning...
Libidinousness lactations in their stitch,
beauteous breasts are burning…
Carnal covetousness stings their pitch,
for evocative emulations returning...
Leaving humble humanity in the ditch,
lacrimal lewdness upon learning.
Oct.15.2019
Itch, witch, glitch or twitch
Sponsored by: Nina Parmenter
Background Music...Sade
"No Ordinary Love"
With Female Virtual Voice
N/A for contest
Helen and Paris
cause of ruined Troy
in illicit amour
-November 07, 2018 Chattogram
Explicit Trump Is Illicit
Not only do we want to be complicit,
We also have enjoyed being explicit;
When will shout,
Drum him out;
What Trump did is completely illicit.
Jim Horn
If from VMI you will know what a
drumming out is.
When my eyes stop at a ring
on your finger
I wonder why this feeling
even stronger
I know for sure you're taken
Though my heart's not
broken, you've caught me in
your prison
Look at those eyes, intensely
stroking my heart
And those lips, offering
heating kiss
The closer you are, I smile a
nectar
You say your name, only
your sexy voice I can hear
I gaze your face, your neck is
on my trace
You invite yourself to my place
I definitely shall be whipped,
if I tried to resist
Then all of a sudden, your
ring touches my cheek
It is cold and rings my
conscience
As alluring your illicit
temptations are
I'd never scratch other
woman's heart
ILLICIT ILLNESS
I was considering the subject of sorrow, sadness and tears
And how depression has such strength to last for so many years
Then I realized how happiness turns to hurt and pain
And how my tomorrows really have nothing to gain
And so I pick up my syringe filled with illicit calm
then try to find a vein in a track laden arm
Just another puncture as a sign of how badly I feel
And the belief that the wounds she caused may never heal
Dope can be a balm to calm the strength of stagnation
And erase the visions of repeated information
Intrepid information that reminds me of the love I once knew
And the portrait of pain her painting drew
No more laughter only she brought about
Because hurt can carry such caustic clout
It’s for that reason and that reason alone
That after so many years my sorrow seems only to have grown
© 2011.….Phreepoetree ~free cee!~
Neighbor strolls shirtless
Confining my true delight
Our eyes meet briefly
Feverishly I suppress
Wishing I was a mower
Youth to deny
Wearing an illicit sign
To drink from her curious eyes
And ravish her tender mind
Her innocence stalks her
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