Goodbye Sexy Poems

What's Look Got To Do With It?

This poem is dedicated to you. Miss. Gorgeous Tina Turner
You must comprehend that you turned heads at every corner
Of...

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Your beautiful vanity will resurrect the weak
Growing emeralds changing landscapes by the week
The pitiful old man couldn't see past obsessive bleak
His white canvas now serves...

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in the wind her golden hair
flowing long without a care
i knew she was from another land
her brown skin glowing in the sand
she had eyes that...

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He could remember the chorus of warnings under the lonely heavens withholding its dazzling stars
The voice of Mr. & Mrs. Hart resonating within the walls...

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I remember as
if it was yesterday,
my first
A MAN'S NIGHT,
me...
IN THE TIMES OF
BRILLANTINE,
was with
A STRANGER
AT NIGHT...
I fell in love with:
A BEAUTIFUL WOMAN !
I don't remember her
beautiful...

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Since I can't say the words that I want to use
We r going to have a little fun and light the fuse
I don't give 2...

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I wonder if she thinks of me
Does she see my body in her mind
Like I see hers wrapped around me
Does she taste me on her...

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HELLO 

          "Hello."

"What do you mean?"

          "What...

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Listen, I was lonely
Thought you understood
Said I want to keep it simple
Told me that you could
Just a sexual distraction
Two souls in need of touch
Some light...

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Getting lost in the wake of a beauty so exotic 
Warm balmy night promises speak from her beckoning eyes
Ensnaring themselves in a web of sultry...

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I knew our love was passed it's expiration date
But I still ate what you put on a plate
Now I'm left with stomach ache
I shouldn't have...

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In the bathroom where you
could not hear the drips of water
Temperature rises as you
suddenly appear from behind
The touch of your hand
rushes over my body as
we...

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Lust Just


The scent of this woman his friend drives him positively crazy,
yet he daydreams of lightly caressing her like when one touches the petals of...

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She is the only kind of night that I am not afraid to walk alone in.
Her eyes are street lamps;
Ones that draw out a lit...

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Sex,sweat and perfume
Still consume this room
The sheets washed a thousand times
Yet laced with our swansong

I lay on pillows new
But just like morning dew
As droplets of...

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