Makita Poems - Poems about Makita

Sharp and branded was the hunger Thundering within my paunch guised as the quintessence spearheaded by life ‘twas the claw cast from death’s marred teat Heard within yonder valleys Whence I sought freedom...

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Dearly beloved why ever Are you so passionate to seek? an avenue of fraudulent dalliance When a plethora of amour Screams before you Forsaking me to ponder When the page shall revolve...

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And these memories in which my arteries are doused Though they spaked in dexterous tones of carnage seeking foreign sanctuaries beyond the hallowed elation I propose Yet half-wittedly she saunters into baneful gambit...

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Those eyes that flicker in yonder light flourish like snakes during summer nights So seasoned and cultured unshaken they float Though none can tell what’s pristine or trite ‘tis often I ponder what spare pages you sought to share A question mark be thy beauty such a being surmised as rare her smile benevolent as summer’s breeze Upon my knees nimble I appease And in...

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Awaiting a light To guide us down the path that composed our eternity For no woman I have swayed In quite the fashion as I for you For no woman could I have swooned as I swiftly as I for you and if ever there was a chance to seize the pendulum ‘tis your constant amour Then the risk would equalize The value you illustrate...

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Ever since the hour when first we met your dearest memory my silhouette the face of my greatest triumph enamored by the pleasant elation ‘twas the brush of your skin which fostered a phenomenon Before a generation We conquered centuries with ease Ever seeking to discover the genesis ‘twas love set anew...

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The finest siren To have tread the fairest acres At the height of skyscraper She ascends autonomous and replete fashioning the ashes that compose the minutes that we have loved and lost...

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An array of flavor Paints our summer scene With the striking colours That in time the two of us Like fawns had grown to cherish Aristocratic and original Was the infinite portrait...

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She’d recite the fairest refrains As upon marble texture I languish Moxie was her focus to sway me I, never once yearning to retreat, Became enveloped by an aura of passion Spry was the breeze that descended From the design ‘twas her lovely palms...

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Rare was the vibe To which we waltzed And like plastic pillows We fondled each others features Petting each others’ egos In a wistful manner No texture of skin Had ever tasted better...

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The beat that composes Summer’s zealous speech Employed my bones with jubilees A quaint taste laced with pornographic oaths Of which I abstain from forsaking As in her caress I descend...

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The hours screamed Fine warnings eclipsed By the science that is Her lovely masquerade for no woman upon bended knee have I fostered much passion The love of my sexy nightmare Breast of the famous queen...

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Through hazy mirrors A doxy appears to be doused Within suicide languages Hips bemoaning white filigrees Caressed by a famine of beatitude designed to elicit tragedy...

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In a yonder canyon Upon earth’s finest grass I sit Scathing mature flower petals As if to sojourn the years When youth nestled us Grazing our faces with happiness...

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Omnifarious cancers Appear to elutriate the air To the sharp turning leaves of parsimony as fallacious acts brand us and the flourishing hunger betwixt our passionate fidelities with loveless hues of death...

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