Satiny Poems - Poems about Satiny

... When the stars send their gentle glow, whispering winking, flirting with the shadows cast over the night’s sky breaking through the horizon – strewn haphazardly sometimes so careful to rip......

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... in a million words, I couldn’t say my heart’s trembling, thumping away apprehensive yet full of thanks… as his light softly touches my lips – a soulful silence still as the mu......

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... Sometimes – many times I’m busier than I would like to be, I find myself hurrying through the days as they pass by, laughing at my scurrying like a squirrel, they say – hustling but sho......

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... while darkness colors my thoughts in shadows, sapphire whispers blessed by the reflections of stars, moonlight glistening through the heavens, rhythmic tales of heartfelt ......

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...If I could fetch you the moon on a spoon I’d give you galaxies in a coffee cup And sing softly to make you swoon Then add the Milky Way as creamer Stir the moon on the spoon Sweetened by your l......

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...Millions are bowing to a mushroom God who guides them down paths of pyrite and blackness Minds falsely expanding into an unexplainable universe with things mechanically terrifying and satiny glori......

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...Lucy Locket lived amidst Lakeland Hills, where jay serenaded morning; Like plum rainbows celebrate sunshine, with never any silent warning. Lucy was merely twenty years old, like a peach ......

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...No Rush Hair brush through my hair, no rush. The wrinkles will not slow, but time slows on the satiny pillow, in throes. The bed softly creaks as our eyes speak. They do not stare as th......

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... Satiny softness surrounds me as your touch ensnares me in ardent, consuming passion for which there is no exultation too much. I desire no respite, escape, dispassion as I am your unrel......

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...The staticky-stars climax under intense blanket of Winter glow. Your spouse can’t see your spirited green eyes that burn slow. The friction of campfire sticks, the satiny slipperiness of moon. F......

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...Pining for sun set's break under starlight morai— absent satiny day, but with full nights......

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...I was an ambitious fine watchmaker, looking forward to sunshine tomorrows, Like the remote edge of a fuchsia horizon, where gather racy, blue swallows. I worked on clocks of all styles and sizes,......

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...In an illusory vision, I perceive the moon High aloft the world in midnight's pitch, polished to a satiny sheen; burnished pearl, a solitaire gem mounted in celestial skies ......

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...My mother’s wedding gown in my closet, whispers a tale of love and togetherness! the gold embroidery all over, done intricately, dazzles like a star-studded sky, picturing the glitter and ......

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...I was a famous, learned historian, living a good life in prevalent today; As vast, grey clouds must move on, once wild storms are swept away. I spent many golden days and plum evenings, perusing ......

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