Red Hot Poems - Poems about Red Hot

Jane in hot summer sunbathed in the nude, she was on this day with her old friend jude, Sun soon burnt both their bottoms red, screaming for cover in they fled, “what reason”said jude “shall I give my dude?”...

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the sun’s temperature exceeded the absoluteness of herself every day this week had been one hundred and six or higher I saw the sun now as oranges and reds, no longer innocent yellow What is she doing to us? I wondered, will we perish? Will it be our own fault? Because of what we have done to the ozone...

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red hot meteor she glows as she falls to earth we pretend normal...

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I've bought a whole pound of Red-Hot Candy If you'd share it with me, would be handy I'd offer a chocolate bar But my thoughts have gone ajar Seeing you draped in curtains organdy ...

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Red hot chili pepper poker face... Born that way angry antithetical mailer daemon when... all of Christendom bows their collective talking heads in supplication, a temporary truce and reprieve against bigotry, deviltry, idolatry (nah), et cetera across the nation. Yuletide pageant merry doth go round where credo, ethos, and faith no more jinxes webbed, wide world, nevertheless soul asylum...

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Here we are sitting down on holiday on a very sunny day it's really hot in front of town hall reaching up to 27c not at all grey The pigeons eating all their seeds pecking away at every little divide between the stone slabs, they see following each other with pride The town clock rises way up top to be seen from all parts...

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red hot cayene pepper bit my tongue ~ mouth like a snake I need an ice cube...

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The Cubs are still winning In fact, they're red-hot Out of 17 games, they've won quite a lot Out in L.A., they took five out of six even for a great team, a very good trick Let's trust that a hot start in April ...

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Pretty adorned in scarlet Red from head to toe undergarment included She goes by the name I believe of those who know her affectionately as Roxanne With matching lipstick and eyeshadow She has no need for blush as her cheeks always seem plentiful enough rosy Which always makes me think when I see her standing there Right in full view in front of her bedroom window...

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Irresistible shiny pure electric white skin. So wanton inviting to be kissed. Her lusty body adorably thin. I went from nice guy to beast is not something she would look of missed. I loved her goodness but longed for the excitement of her extreme rage. I lifted her onto the kitchen...

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It was the school semester of 1971, I was a volunteer usherette at the university theater, in order to attract more people for plays, our uniforms were red hot pants and white blouses, we seated the audience including wives and spouses. Older women who attended glared at our attire, jealousy and resentment filled the theatrical air, men stared at our legs and...

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SOFT SENUAL SOUNDS ROMANTIC OVERTONES SWEET SWEET MUSIC ENLOVE WITH YOU WE DANCE WE DANCE I LOVE TO DANCE WITH YOU ENLOVE WITH YOU WE ROMANCE WE ROMANCE I LOVE BEING ROMANTIC WITH YOU I GUESS OUR LOVE WAS MEANT TO BE HOW ROMANTIC THE NOTION CALMING STORMY SEAS LOVERS WITH DEVOTION LET ME TELL YOU A STORY ONE WITH A ROMANTIC CONCLUSION IT'S NO ILLUTION SOMETHING THE TWO OF SEE WORTH DOING HAVING...

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Under a hot Parisian sky, rain falls from on high. We stroll on cobbled streets, high heels clicking on my feet. Suddenly he pulls me close, tells me I'm loved the most. Underneath my red umbrella, reminds me why he's my fella. As if no one can see, he kisses me and I he. His arms around my waist, as I tenderly caress his face. It's time...

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They walk on coals on tippy toes for years — Ice cold, red hot, a ravished tongue of spurs. With hope, they balance happiness and fears. Over stove, truly shamed, the pot it stirs. Severe, the cursed to pace through fragile time. On doors they knock and tear off locks of hair. The shadow of crazed mimic, senseless mime. Through sloppiness of...

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The enchanted world of unknown bliss Mr Starman on a journey without a miss The bloodshot vehicle that he is driving If on earth, would sure be thriving The new roadster aboard the falcon Is circling the space like a medallion I promise if it was on earth today It would be the most talked about vehicle on the highway!...

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