Lissome Poems - Poems about Lissome

...The lady had her day Of bright lips and mystery In summer she was Muskeg Each winter a monsoon It was as monet Her refusal to weep And had my courtship Proven less lissome If I had not cast......

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...An escapade from thought parades A blockade of rouge descent An oeillade craved Rueful indignance A room full of insects A jocose allusion A lissome illusion A querulous reality I weep wher......

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... In her shadow, I feel the presence of a doubt – while in His presence, I know that I’ve discovered the light of One who casts all shadows out. - by poet In her shadow, I see the pain, Po......

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...A stretched gloaming tethers creation in a U - - U || U UUt U U - || U - X daystar's wake ... askew parts The Old Guitarist U U - || U UUt - || U U U U - X ebbing lambent stars strung to a yarn......

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...A stretched gloaming tethers creation in a daystar's wake ... askew parts The Old Guitarist ebbing lambent stars strung to a yarn of spring ... 'Tis the volley of calendrical crasis poised t......

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...Luminous lids lift, languidly unveiling vistas of vibrant verse, as lavish laughter lines lips that lure with lyricism. Sultry syllables swirl, a sweet serenade that saturates the senses, summonin......

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... He was virile voyager called Stanley, with slurping tongue he could burn cold alley. In journey from top downward his machismo got devoured, he found lustful way in lissome ......

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... Your flushing face winsome in the wild wind, the ebony strands of hair insolent, flutter unbridled. Some swirl squally, threading the gushing gale, on the ivory forehead their lattice capture......

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... The dazzling dawn lights up my heart’s horizon, spreads the sensuous spectrum of luring longing on the gorgeous blooming garden flushed with my love, swathing the facsimile of your florid fac......

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..."Happiness? The color of it must be spring green." - Frances Mayes Soft sun embraces souls, sentimental, Shimmering stars sing through the silence, While a heavy moon glows gently, Gra......

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... Densest fog hovers over the mountains, Blue ridges reformed, now steely, Gray as the moment just before dawn, When silence bleeds her dreams Through the still, cool light Graceful as the sigh,......

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...Per drawn orphic sight, a ringed rainbow moon. Feather swims in a vagrant squall, plummets, burden bobbing outstretched like some mushroom, spirals expel rippled waves pirouettes. Aurora whisper ......

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... Artiste, she paints in breathless strokes, Dedicated to the art, the flow, Colors alive, blushing in bold and bashful caresses, Lifting the heart, soothing as laughter. Artiste, she splatte......

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... In the shade and slip of paternal seas, a daughter dwells, known to all, consumed in thought by maternal deceits. Angel's flared bells blow a squall, in protest of her love for only me. ......

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...on my lap cat sits cute fur adorned ......

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