Seasons Sexy Poems

surfacing in spring
	a spotted salamander ~
		subtle seducer...

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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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‘Old women, in the autumn of our lives
may wear the smoke of fires in our hair
be mothers, spinsters, prostitutes or wives
and still have merry ribbons...

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The wren is singing, high up in the tree
Come, lay your crown beside me on the ground
Come lie with me, my love, come lie with...

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flowers, soft petals
the provocation of bees -
stamens, quivering

© Gail Foster 22nd May 2018...

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A mischievous season called Spring
Liked to tickle the tree tops an’ ting
And teach songs to the birds
Full of old fashioned words
Oh the rude songs Spring...

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His mother once said I am short
Too short for my tall son
I took it as a compliment
Embracing ‘short’ for all fun

World perceives beauty in a...

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You still remember how the sweetness of my heart made it cheaper
Maybe you didn't deserve any better

Baby now you're looking so thin
So let me feed...

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He was a serial lover.
Like no other.  
His words flowed like smooth swoon song.
Led you away, took you along.
Feelings spun, you lost control.
Dressed to...

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A telepathic throat
gargles stories and
spits fables’ fish into a watery abyss.
The surface shimmer draws us in
to fall, dream, dive, swim
as the storyteller spins us.

We balk...

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