Mother Sexy Poems

Right, I’ve taken what you said on board, and I spoke to Lynn, and she’s definitely up for it.
Okay love. Up for what, why does...

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For all you who don't know me,
Let me introduce myself.
I'm long, lean, and downright mean;
And no one puts me on a shelf.

I was born in...

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"Books and boys have enmity my girl”
Generations of women said to me,
Old is gold
But I missed a step, tripped over my books and fell hard...

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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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"The left hemisphere's assault on our embodied nature
is not just an assault on OUR bodies,
but on the embodied nature of the
[sacred EarthMother]
world around us."
Iain McGilchrist,...

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I
She's now almost four months old
He is at least four months older
She is half-sister, sharing a mother
So far, she, Kaalnek, somewhat bolder
Than her half-brother, somewhat...

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Fill in the blanks with suitable words
1.I felt dash when he told me that my son had sax.
2.Now a days,we are facing a dash heat.
3.He...

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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 will name you the beast, she told him, in a loving way.
He was enthralled, no one had ever claimed him this way.
He watched her...

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Killing me with your sexy
Yall killing me.
Contrived lust, mirrors with dust.
Love covered with smoke.
Flame of innocence choked.
Smothered in the womb,
Never to be born.
Deliberately sexy; too...

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When I Was Small, I Grew
by Michael R. Burch

When I was small,
God held me in thrall:
Yes, He was my All
but my spirit was crushed.

As I...

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You passionately kiss my lips and then
undo the buttons on my blouse when -
our bedroom door bursts open, it’s the ‘mother in law’
living with my...

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Sappho fragment #155
translation by Michael R. Burch 

A short revealing frock?
It's just my luck
your lips were made to mock!

*

Sappho fragment #156
translation by Michael R. Burch...

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My father,
who tolerated no fat,
predicted I would do nothing right
or good,
much less healthy,
in my lifetime.

My mother,
absorbing nothing too mean or lean,
felt I could do nothing...

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In a perfect world
maybe everyone would have opposite and same sexual attractions,
ambiguously passionate attachments
of compassion's resilient arousal.

On a perfectly sanctified Earth,
maybe every species would incarnate...

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