Moi Poems - Poems about Moi

Ecoute moi People I will live I will be always there for you Ecoute moi We are very close friend For a long time now Ecoute moi I am always praying friend Every single night for you Because you have Begged me to pray for you And I don't forget Every single night To pray to you Ecoute moi This summer is a hot one I have a couple of...

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Idealism versus reality In hope that Quixote prevails Disappointed again reading the trends Materiality draining the grail Peer pressure determines what happens Not some high minded value or tome Greediness trumps what our virtue holds dear Self interest hitting — closer to home (Villanova University: January, 2024) ...

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She’d statuesque legs, and eyes that smoulder Over came Jacques, tipped her on the shoulder ‘Excuse-moi, femme fatal’ ‘J’adore’ your bearded pal “Does she have ‘un pistolet’ or holster?” ...

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Follow me and together we'll go Over the mountains, to romance the snow Ride a gondola lift to the great Matterhorn Alsace-Lorraine to Château de Landskron Love in the Alps on the French side of town Lifted to heights, we won't want to come down You'll feast on sweet crepes on Champs Elysees Or take in an opera or...

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in anguish of uncomfortable nights I miss the pillow of your soft body... I miss the water from your mouth source... of the voluptuous perfume of your bare lap, of burning alchemy of your sex... I miss you without me... !...

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Aime-moi maintenant pendant que Je peux t'aimer en retour. Aime-moi maintenant quand, à vœux Je peux allumer et éteindre le feu. Aime-moi maintenant pendant que, encore Je peux facilement expirer, inspirer et respirer. Aime-moi maintenant pendant que Je peux mirer clairement ta beauté. N'attends pas demain ou un autre jour, Quand je ne peux plus voir l'arc-en-ciel transitoire, Quand je ne peux plus marcher seul...

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C’est derrière moi j’aurais pu être plus gentille possiblement j’aurais pu réagir avec plus de délicatesse j’aurais pu possiblement fléchir à tes caprices être plus sympathique j’aurais pu j’aurais dû peut-être ...

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Ivanka needed a Pardon She plucked the Treasury garden Her "Consultant" fees Were merely a tease Damn Democrats put a guard on!...

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Moi Royale If I call you thousand times daily doesn't mean I have enough airtime to waste, its just that I love hearing your sweet voice, If I visit you countless times doesn't mean I have nothing doing at home , its just that I love looking into your pretty little eyes, Any time I argue with you...

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Once thy future spouse (Abby Zison) found herself in the family way (with what would turn out to be the first of our two daughters – i do say determined and sealed the decision per our rolling in the figurative hay to wed said mother of thine deux female progeny ...

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Passive agreement to acquiesce by saying that necessary “I do” impregnating the woman named above transpired until her belly grew swollen with eden liat thy current star student now sound asleep – counting sheep lined up in a queue yet lately this personal state of affairs I chronically rue ...

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Let the fun start So now I am no longer concentrated on myself I can concentrate on you Where do you like to begin? For starter lose that shirt Lose that toupee Oh you are not wearing a toupee Lose that hair of yours While you are at it Why not go bald? Bald is sexy I am talking about my bottom Bald is not sexy So don't...

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-- Just a bit of silliness -- "Baissez le rideau, la farce est jouee..." ---- Daumier 39 & 1/2 days had passed; the rain had lessened. Noah, grungy and grumpy, paced the wet...

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Diner Pour Deaux Moi et Toi (Dinner For Two Me and You) I've laid a quilt on this stretch of beach, the place where our romance had its start. Where one night, I took your offered hand The night I gave...

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Follow me, Translation of Piere Emmanuel’s Suis-moi by T. Wignesan Everything begins on a morning like just another but which becomes its own following day. The next day of a common event of which in an instant nothing will be left. But for the moment it’s still yesterday and each individual...

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