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Infatuations Poems - Poems about Infatuations


Adolescent infatuations never consummated
Adolescent infatuations...never consummated Greetings reader from a cross between an aging seventy inch long (ringing ding dong) haired pencil necked geek and a Norwegian bachelor farmer wannabe; meaning yours truly actually a virtually married Pennsylvania man, who crossed his sixty fifth year young threshold on January thirteenth 2024, nevertheless despite rancor from the missus who frowns...

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Categories: infatuations, 11th grade, 12th grade,
Form: Free verse
Infatuations
My eyes pierced into her thigh Into the upper room of a hole Connecting hell and heaven I was introduced to infatuations Hanging my thoughts and prayers Through the imagination of her pride I saw her nakedness through her look Love spoke but lust became louder I erected my body like a ghost tree against a weak foundations, I fell Not into...

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Categories: infatuations, absence, abuse, africa,
Form: Blank verse



Innocent Infatuations
I am in love With poetry With flowers and pastry And talents and upholstery I am in love With the soil and sky And mountains very high And winds and breeze that blows with style I am in love With the gyrating wormhole And the timed UFOs And the vibrations and the poles I am in love With the cloud and rains And storms of gushes running the drain And...

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Categories: infatuations, beautiful,
Form: Free verse
Premium Member The Infatuations
i want to be the female entity that you are so madly infatuated with i call you mad pagan boy i watch you fill up with love and magic and extra levels of cosmos not only do i burst with excitement but i too am flooded by deep dark seas of anxiousness i burst i tried to explain myself more than once misery eats me knowing i cannot make you...

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Categories: infatuations, desire,
Form: Free verse
Foolish Infatuations
I fell for her in nineteen sixty nine, When we commenced our journey of love Along the twilit path of innocence; My zeal was unaware of the reality That the woman I loved wasn't mine. I stopped our ride near the precipice, The stones on which were cold due to The night that harnessed my prospects; We sat by a tree and I...

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Categories: infatuations, age, crush, cute love,
Form: I do not know?




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