Topless Poems - Poems about Topless

We were young and full of adventure Travelling in our kombi van Burning incense and listening To Cat Stevens and Bob Dylan We decided to climb a tourist peak Slowly making it to the top Going down was easier Though there was a lot of start and stop It was busy on the peak that day With tourists abound We had to keep...

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This summer, my twin met a surfer guy, wearing bright shorts, looked like a dragonfly. Funny, had a bush so thick, thought he’d impress his new chick, his topless humor made her wave goodbye....

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Pleaded she, topless when in street caught: Equal rights with menfolk I’ve or not? I’ve just done what they do, Not more, nary less new, If men do, so do women feel hot. Oh really, wondered policing man, Thoughts in mind bursting wild, hard to pen, Discreet, he kept quiet, So does this shunned poet, Thinking of Poetry Soup’s fermaan. _________________________________ Happenings |23.08.2023| Limerick, humour ...

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Topless Tattoo Topless tattoo parading on the beach Self-assured, edgy, out of reach A nonchalant lounge, delicate pose The perfect life we have to suppose Male eyes survey you, curiosity and lust And you bare all from head to bust Then you leave, you’ve had your play An old guy watches, wishes you’d stay. The ghosts await you as you turn the key A cold...

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We were young and full of adventure Travelling in our kombi van Burning incense and listening To Cat Stevens and Bob Dylan We decided to climb a tourist peak Slowly making it to the top Going down was easier Though there was a lot of start and stop It was busy on the peak that day With tourists abound We had to keep...

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Daring to Walk Around the House Shirtless I am a daring woman, a wanton woman, a top heavy woman. My 44 Double D’s are pressing down hard on my chest today. I decide to free them, to let them loose, to give them some air. Which is nervy because even if you are an old lady, and I am…. If...

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A letter had arrived for me I felt like a celebrity It’s for a photo shoot (I’ll be topless to boot) It’s mammogram time - they're ghastly! The mammogram went pretty well T’was painful, boobies hurt like hell My results came back clear There’s no cancer to fear I’m relieved, I guess you can tell! 02/05/21...

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I The topless tress became completely nude As if they felt upcoming autumn’s mood Cold sunny autumn sky reflected me Awakening the raven of reality II Autumn topless tress Before the winter’s freeze A beggar at the Parliament My heart forbids me: no lament. Abandoned Meus square Forgotten. Unaware Rue de Commerce over here Commerce is everywhere....

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On a public beach, they sat, An ordinary pair Of middle age, content, it seemed, To soak some sunshine there. Her rolls of flab revealed the fact That half of her was nude, Her breasts quite unencumbered, Though her reasons did elude. Was tanning her objective Or perhaps a cooling breeze Which a bathing suit would hinder Or did digging straps displease? Or just maybe she went...

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Supine she lies upon the sand beads of perspiration finely dot curvaceous golden brown form carefree tresses spring, fly away hair coconut oil lathers coquettish peaks bared free, flesh innocent she turns, languish sun kissed rays fingers brush sand that lingers covetously to her thighs her eyes span the horizon foamy froth surfs cobalt waves the rhythmic sound of water caresses the silky white sand clouds float a...

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I'm motoring about with my top down. I'm getting strange looks, but never a frown. Ladies eyes go green and mens’ chins drop. Until it clouds over and I have to stop. I press a little harder and up it comes, as the first drops of rain begin to drum. It lands with a click and on we go. Me and...

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Tragically enough I had too much to drink that night, a night of fun and no responsibility in sight, the freedom of a teenager seemed so wrong yet right, as we cruised through Detroit so I was filled with such fright. I had great friends but they were as crazy as a cliché- They dared to take off my bra- flaunt...

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Limerick: She blew topless on Sea Anne-Anne She blew topless on Sea Anne-Anne When her anchor sank in hurry-can(e) Then quaked Nepal earth No way to hide girth Since wears smile and lets down her man(e). © T. Wignesan – Paris, 2015...

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Glowing with distended buds her taut convex bare the chilly morning tide's touch...

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