Up To Date Poems - Poems about Up To Date

Two opposites, unknown of their fate, Randomly surfed the wide internet before it was too late. From one end of the country to the other end. Scrolled and scrolled, like it was never going to end. Oh! It was just a click, that's how we met. From hesitant texts and calls, To glee when texts and calls are received And...

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Red eyes might grow... What pure mind don't show. White eyes might cook, What dirty mind can't hook. Clean hands could build of fold... What plan A can barely withhold, Filthy hands might weigh of cheers, What plan B does rarely adheres. Crazy heart might run bloody metre... While calm vein don't shy as repeater. Lovely heart could walk lonely garden, While lousy vein can't...

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Carbohydrate, pleased to meet you. How happily I greet you. Pull up a chair, let me seat you. And now, I will eat you....

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They call it blind because you're unable to see If their good looking, broke or have all their teeth Taking alot of time to get to know the inner person Sharing common idiosyncrasies and other emotions This person makes you so happy until it's unreal From these long conversations good is how you feel For the first date you're wondering...

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date sooth smooth honey taste fresh summer fruit sweet...

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. i love when you play dress-up eve but i can see your pantiez ...

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The Date. Sat in a pub talking to a woman of no substance other than she wore a skirt and had boobs. Pub closed, I was allowed to follow her home through dreary streets fine rain and yellow street light. I kissed her dry, bloodless lips We parted. Walking back to the seaman´s hotel. She stood by a bombed-out church and had damp hair. This is...

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Mr. Peanuts' Big Blind Date I Like To Call The Scrub Jays: "Mr. Peanut..." - I Treat 'Em All - Like They're The Same Bird. Mr. Peanut Always Shows Up The EarlyBird... -Shocks All The Mourning Doves -To A Panicked Disarray... Grabs The Big YummY Peanut On Top That I Left Out For Him... And Drops It To The Ground Super Fast! Then Knocks All The Corn All Over And Sunflower Seeds...

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Erotic prayers are typed like tattoos on her virtual skin. She clutches at this man; prints his likeness over her tongue. His words are as close as a bedtime story told to her flesh. An ethereal fruit grows ripe, nearly tactile, hung from dendrites where desires open. They meet at the verge of a vision, still conversing to distant screens. Motel doors slam....

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Sunny yellow straw hats with ribbons and bows, Butterflies that shine when the full moon glows, Feather cushions scattered of bright pink and blue, Buttercups and daises have such a magnificent hue, The above are my dreams as I think of you. Chocolates, candy and rainbow-colored gummies, Fill us up and says no more for you to our tummies, Kittens that...

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NOT FOR CONTEST He took me to breakfast then suggested a movie - he had a roomy, would watching at my place suit me? Our first date, I wasn't feeling him, but then, okay, maybe we'd become friends and good company. When we arrived, I set the movie, he sat the couch. I said, 'be right back, need the little girl's...

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"Nothing changes but the date on the calendar." By Poet We love our pretty calendars holding our favorite pictures. Many pictures of cute animals, some of majestic land or sea views. Each month changes with new pictures to enjoy. We circle the dates we need to remember, never wanting to forget our appointments or events. I like to...

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Strangers Date Lets meet as if strangers at the bus stop, she winked as she spoke You sit on the bench like any other ordinary bloke I will arrive with a red rose You with a white carnation you expose Like total strangers meeting for the first time Late if you wish, but I'll be on time You look with breathless anticipation,...

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Doomsday’s dismal dawn, in the deep distance, Is our dusk, the diadem of decadence; Daunting and depthless, a dark and doleful dirge Deems this dungeon of demons due for death...

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I value human life and love I value the beauty it brings The birth craze exceptional to me I like the blooming like a flower Not the fading and waning of it It deserve to be recognized well No one knows what is tomorrow I celebrate my birthday simply be Not summing up what's the results What I like is the meet and talk Life...

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