Sex Appeal Poems - Poems about Sex Appeal

The Spectre of sex appeal by Salvador Dali 1934 On the right-hand bottom side, we see Dalí as a child, dressed as a sailor, observing his monstrosity I misunderstand, tell what is the plan As I change from juvenile into man Her formation intrigues and repulses Instead of control, there are impulses Her head morphs upon a backdrop mountain Sack cloth breasts,...

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It soothes the soul What a relief It tickles the senses What an awakening More of it is what you need Those lingering thoughts Leaves speechless on the mouth Those inner feelings Leaves the body warm A creation it is It emphasis confidence Yhoo, must I dive in It nurtures the love within Yhoo, self discovery More of it is what you need...

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Sex Appeal How do we know it ends? Or....did we end it? We declare ourselves no longer pretty or handsome! Think...Edith Piaf. { her bio is online} Edith married a way younger man. She was a French chanteuse. Hardly ugly nor her face the color of chartreuse. I think tis we who make our sex appeal end. No matter how, what, why.  how or when. We cast ourselves as "old.  No longer, a...

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Female eels with sex appeal ~ certainly do make a tasty meal...

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Well and do you like what you see baby, you can have me if you want me, if you can get into that, I’m hotter than a mule in a pepper patch after all I am a man and time is slipping through our hands well and sometimes you just need passion in your life...

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Some Sex Appeal (In Response to Ward's poem about Sunday) Fixing Sunday roast is a piece of toast What I always like about it the most It comes with mint potatoes and parsnips. Pudding on each Sunday has proved to be Annoying like bad boys who also do me So much energy pudding it will produce But they still needed a nap I...

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When the lady walks Men make full use of the eyes, And women the spleens....

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