Tasted Poems - Poems about Tasted

Velvet soft I tasted her love I tasted her love she was velvet lavender breath chocolate kiss taste of angel food she was velvet I licked her essence I embraced her soul taste of angel food like manna from Heaven A morsel to behold I licked her essence I embraced her soul lavender breath chocolate kiss...

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I tasted it, I spit it out I tasted it, didn’t like I tasted it yet didn’t inhale Most of it vaped, yet to no a vale I touch it, it was hot I touch it, it was not Hardly tangible Yet not augmented able YUCK! Taste like bitter sweet defeat to me YUM! 11/19/20 Written words by James Edward Lee Sr.2020©...

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Mis besos sabe a Coca Cola Tengo los labios jugosos como las cerezas Tengo un gusto dulce para ir a cenar Siempre ha sido así que no es sorpresa La coca cola está en el cielo con diamantes Y me esta volviendo a dar sed quieres un besito que te lleve ala galaxia de donde...

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Let me go into darkness knowing I once tasted heaven So much heartache can I ever be forgiven Learning the truth destroys the lie Living without love as the years past bye Fading away existing without hope Its my mission deep inside to cope Only God can save me from my own demise I will look for you forever within...

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Aimless Shameless Nameless Claimless Downward, his life's path: Aimless, shameless A legacy lost: Nameless, claimless...

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Loud insistent dragons are pounding at my brick walls. Bam. Bam. Bam. Bam. Bam. No walls now. These giant creatures have escaped, uninhibited, free. In a happy, wicked slow walk, they approach the town. Heading toward a communal meadow of unsuspecting villagers. Children running out to greet them, recognizing them immediately. They carry slop buckets of left overs, to entice...

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Taste the water flows; Everywhere you go; And just for you to know; I've tasted the Siberian snow; 12/30/18 written words by James Edward Lee Sr.2018...

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I come alone and a long way Trapped inside my mind Hoping to fine the day Lost as a child Clouds of thunder me Hands and arms stretch as a tree O' mighty mighty must be in heaven cause I.. TASTED THE GOLDEN RIVER 7/9/18 written words by James Edward Lee Sr.©2018...

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Our souls connected on a higher plane, I didn't know her first or last name, she was definitely from Venus, probably my twin flame. I'll take my chances, and put up no fight-- Oh, her lips tasted sweet just like pure moonlight! Saturn spun off and sliced through space. The solar wind couldn't wipe the smiles from our face. We sought out stars-- uninhabited constellations. Quivering uncontrollably with celestial vibrations. A...

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after it was tasted depending upon your point of view you must like being called liberal lou if you have verve, swerve and nerve name could be charlie conservative difference between what can it be how far back must we go in history to have ensured an assured solution pesky problem is profusion of pollution what has messed up our whole mind and schedule made...

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I tasted summer… It sure tasted good I was dying for a sip Of my iced coffee CHINO Only in Cyprus… My drug of choice Crushed ice with sweetened coffee OH....YES! In the evenings succulent watermelon treats Eating it all with relish Even the seeds what greed! I tasted summer… In that first dive into the pool How cool! Immersed in liquid delight Open eyes I touched the bottom of the pool Two dolphins...

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I’m sending my words in the air… Close your eyes and taste the care… ...

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I have tasted mangoes that cling Their sweetness to my tongue. I have seen the white heron's wing Beating the air like a lung. I have ate custard apples spiced With heaven's honey. And cooler than The dew-drenched Otaheite enticed A boy's fancy, sweet rivers ran Their insect strewn fingers through The deep curves of...

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The Words I haven't spoken... have held me back for many years, And thoughts of blame and worry... for to many times I've tasted tears, For a preacher tries to guild his flock... so many times i failed, For i have looked up at an empty sky... to bring him back oh how I've wailed, And now three days...

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My eyes closed, he made me breathe, he stopped... and I cried, I drowned myself in the taste of how it should be as he opened me, opened his hand and showed me the way time escapes from us, and I would say... yes... in that moment, I would whisper myself across his hands and we'd watch yesterday scatter, I'd...

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