Short Soaped Poems
Short Soaped Poems. Below are examples of the most popular short poems about Soaped by PoetrySoup poets. Search short poems about Soaped by length and keyword.
A cut-throat razor is being stropped.
A chin lifted, neck extended,
a soaped throat exposed.
There will be blood,
not in the close shave,
but on the keening blade
of that singing steel
we all must feel.
A shank unseen
where a thin-lipped death
trembles
with expectation.
Categories:
soaped, poetry,
Form:
Free verse
in her shower
she showed me
how a simple
soaped soft
hand can
palm
a naked
body so no
trap doors can
be found yet while
mesmerized by dance
what are the chances that
from out
her underarm
she smiles her
smiling charm and
says softly to me is this
breathing seductively is this
your card
our card
shall ever
be if it is
the Queen
of Hearts
Categories:
soaped, muse,
Form:
I do not know?
Most Delectable You
In a shower, beneath a rainbow
waterfall of colors,
So beautifully, radiant are you!
I adore watching my Adonis soap his
enticing, glistening dewy skin.
He's so hunky and hypnotic,it makes
my head spin.
He's a delight to my soul and the joy
of my days and nights.
That slippery soaped, olive-skinned god.
The quintessential~love of my life.
Panagiota Romios
4/7/2019
Categories:
soaped, romantic love, sensual,
Form:
Rhyme
Of whooshy bottoms I do speak,
Across the tub they do squeak.
Cheek to cheek over tub and tile,
My little girl likes to slide in style.
She invites folks over two at a time,
Splits their quarters,
And keeps a dime.
Sets her friends up at the tubs far end,
Makes sure bottoms are soaped for a slide to the end.
Speed trials have always been fun,
Until the soap holder came to an end.
Categories:
soaped, 3rd grade, fun,
Form:
Rhyme
My thoughts are laundered,
all soaped up and soaking;
cold and hot water rushed
round and round in bubbles.
Dirty and clean blend in the soup
swirling in the mixed myriad of dreams;
lost to its original form and use intent
faded colors mixing in the froth.
A word spoken, taken back again, slips and slides
mesmerized by the true reality guides
of wash and rinse, dry wrinkles unhinged
as life adheres to the cyclic spin.
Categories:
soaped, analogy, appreciation, life,
Form:
Rhyme