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Lust Prose Poems

These Lust Prose poems are examples of Prose poems about Lust. These are the best examples of Prose Lust poems written by international poets.

Premium Member O' That Our Sad And Vain Glories Wouldst Suffice
O' That Our Sad And Vain Glories Wouldst Suffice

O' that our sad and vain glories wouldst suffice
to soothe our nightmare moods, their poisoned queries
angry shadows...

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Categories: art, deep, growth, humanity,

At First
On the warm wet day in december
I look back at my life and remember
How it was in days gone by
Everyone i loved taken and still...

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Categories: cry, death, depression, emotions,

 Smashed it up against the wall it 
Shat ter ed
 pi ec es.  
My m

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Categories: prose, conflict, confusion, me, memory,

Who Are You and Why Are You Here
One day when life was full of peace

My mentor said something to tease
Who are you? Why are you here?
What is your life's purpose, my dear?

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Categories: prose, death, i am,

Premium Member The Day of Love
When the morning does breathe 
And the darkness does flee
I feel the desire within...
As I caress you once again...

This is the morning of love...

When the...

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Categories: prose, fantasy, inspirational love, love,

This Mighty Struggle
I feel sad this morning as l ask God for mercy for the sins I committed yesterday. I wanted to make yesterday Holy but my...

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Categories: forgiveness, god, religion, sin,

The Fracturing Empire
The top has always been nothing but rough and tumble.
But things really started to get bad when the bottom began to crumble.
Race and gender have...

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Categories: prose, america, political,

Cravings After Words
Falling in love is easy 
because lust is so
Glitter mixed lipstick 
promises French kissed, 
keeps deep throats glistening
Bite marks remarkable,
 our only desire...

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Categories: prose, devotion, love, lust, relationship,

when it comes down
no one is around
we get it on
down to the bone
our boby is lust pain
like none othere

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Categories: prose, feelings,

A warm wet day in December
On the warm wet day in december
I look back at my life and remember
How it was in days gone by
Everyone i loved taken and still...

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Categories: anger, hurt, loneliness, poetry,

its  pouring down
windor you hear sound
your in bed 
your turning your head
the feeling  come ON
and your not alone
Both at home
 rain heal the...

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Categories: prose, desire, inspiration,

My Phantom Lovsr
i awoke to the most delicious sensations....
'She's back,' i thought stretching sensuouly, 'my phantom lover.'
She was everywhere at once....
tongue circling my left nipple
insistently sucking my...

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Categories: dream, humor, lust, passion,

Pearl Snaps
 The sound of her touch still echoes. 
Each pearl snap exploding
down my chest. 
It was a controlled demolition of my conscience. 
I screamed as...

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Categories: betrayal, conflict, crazy, heartbroken,

If thats that then what's this?
If it's guilt trip,
I don't have time for it,

If it's fake bliss,
why can't I return even to miss?

If that's that,

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Categories: blessing, books, chocolate, earth,


Down the sea of the Panama, 
Sailed a ship covered with blood
The eyes of the captain looking towards the Island in enigma
What lies...

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Categories: prose, 3rd grade, adventure, books,

Premium Member The Screen Flickers
Thoughts flood my mind 
when I’m alone
Close to my computer 
I am sin prone
These flames of lust 
they flicker within me
Images intertwined 
begging me to...

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Categories: conflict, desire, lust,

Cocktails and Conquests Collide
Scaling the heights of 5 inch disco heels,
     I stood upon my red plaid platform shoes.
I surveyed the room.

It was still...

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Categories: prose, dance, love, lust, memory,

make me yours pt1:erotica
Mitchell had been teasing Chris all day. It was one of those glorious "come to my house and watch black panther "Saturday's. Mitchell had soaked...

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Categories: 12th grade, africa, anxiety,

You're naked on the table, drinking vodka. The carpet is on fire but you're putting it out with your tears. Am holding my dead body...

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Categories: 10th grade, africa, angst,

Truths of the year
Empty soul
Yet full of lies
Dark mess
Which is clear indeed
Hustle hard
Or else get left behind
Fight for love 
Rather then crave for lust
Tear apart
The fear of feeling...

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Categories: prose, truth,