Undressed Poems - Poems about Undressed

I was just a kid You threw the “book” at me Hellfire, damnation, sinner!! Repent!!!! I was too young To remember “penting” So how could I do it again?? Purgatory…. “the not quite ready for prime time waiting room for angels” Confession?? Hey, If I ain’t tellin’ Mom I ain’t tellin’ nobody. The “transubstantiation” //I can still spell it// I thought it was a new stop on the RED LINE. “The...

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at first she did not want to attend the party was not in the bright mood for heavenly guise she was an honest soul and did...

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In summer re: I haint getting undressed! Hence donning entire wardrobe, Saint Nick outfit including, while trumpeting think spring argh only about four plus months away lest some big bird willingly takes me under their wing undiscovered since I won't be peaking, nor quacking duck like prompts yours truly xing to tropical rainforest playing Tarzan and swing from a vine, while Jane and Cheetah (sometimes billed as Cheetah, Cheta,...

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Sun undressed quickly, getting on her traveling outfit. Night dropped her dark robes onto the landscape behind her. She smiled as the stars rushed in. 5:38 a.m.? Moon called after her As she headed for her second job. Sun did not look back, But Moon was satisfied. Moon called the shots, For she was the Aggressive one In This Fleeting Relationship....

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She felt his presence by her side Her first reaction – unimpressed. She turned her head, a toss of hair, The situation she assessed. Maybe it was the dauntless smile Perhaps the wicked twinkling eyes The self-assurance in his poise... Do warning bells ever suffice? She sipped her drink and options weighed He praised her looks and wispy gown His flavoured words - delicacy Her guard...

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She felt his presence by her side Her first reaction – unimpressed. She turned her head, a toss of hair, The situation she assessed. Maybe it was the dauntless smile Perhaps the wicked twinkling eyes The self-assurance in his poise... Do warning bells ever suffice? She sipped her drink and options weighed He praised her looks and wispy gown His flavoured words - delicacy Her guard...

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Frozen magic Darkness dominates Attacks, walls crumbling The magic shield, as a protective bumper Fear and curse, do not involve the dead Crystallized mana A rabbit foot in the pocket, give false security The fog of illusion Each fiber in the body seeks salvation Water can be converted into wine Beauty can be difficult to find 31.01.2018 Sun :) - A-L Andresen :) Copyright © All Rights Reserved...

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It’s all in there Somewhere inside my head ...

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Trapped for so long in walls that cocooned her She struggles to break free All she desires is escape from the darkness of her prison And the walls that bind her To feel the sun on her face, the cool breeze on her body She pushes and pushes with all her might … Eventually she sees a pinprick of daylight She...

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“Undressed Words” Another story yet told… Painful memories I couldn’t hold… They take a backseat in my mind… Missing words I still can’t find… You had a pocket full of goodbyes… Each one caught with a sigh… We stood long in the rain… Where tears blend in just the same… Cracks in a heart that the eyes can’t see… Faded scars that still may bleed… Drips...

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I write songs without a tune... You hear my words like crashing balloons... ...

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Welcome to my poetic Burlesque To read this poem you must first undress If I were near, I must confess I’d pay close attention, you might have guessed I don’t wish to appear a bit too rude But I wrote it, so you must read it, in the nude Just loose your puritan attitude A naked body is my libido’s food There are...

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dare not gaze into his piercing eyes they read my soul ...secrets undressed ~*~...

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It started with a kiss My cheeks and nape Thoughts running wild Manly drape His torso structure All muscled and strong In his arms Where i have always longed His hands like velvet creepers Encircling my skin My longing for him To be welcomed within Our clothes now scattered Flesh to flesh Astride my darling Sensuous zest In me he loves My pillar of man To reach our joys In slow motion Gentle in touch As...

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Like a scarf, Your arms rest down my neck. Slinking hands hanging gentle, down my torso. I feel your sharp breasts contract with heavy breathes, down my spine. I listen, I feel, Your hammer heart beat. Tap once Tap Twice atop my submissive skin. We float linear But I jot along, wild, for when we fall, laned together as man and woman....

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