Lady.
Lovely. SeXXXy. Dreamery.
Entirely, Woman. Curvy That Continually Provokes Me.
Fancy Fantassy.
Dreamery: She & I 2gether.
Sweeter & Sweeter @ Each Encounter.
Mother Of A Friend Of Mine.
Wine, Roses, & Complimentary Candles Plus Poetry: Thoughts Of Being So Romantic Capitalize My Every Fantassy With She.
Sneaky Looks @ Her @ Every Meeting Leave Me All The More Wanting.
Smiling, A.N.G.E.L. The LOVE I Have 4 4ever 4 Lady.
Lady.
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Author:
Broken Ankh (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: June 8th, 2022 21:26
- Comment from author about the poem: Of The Harder Crushes That Gets A Enraptured Soul On By.
- Category: Love
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- Users favorite of this poem: L. B. Mek
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Comments1
'That Continually Provokes Me.
Fancy Fantassy.'
(I too first observed
the true grace and majesty
of a woman, when i met
my friend's mother
till then, everything I rated
was aesthetic and physical
but
with her, i finally realised
having the right: 'LADY'
as your partner, means
you can never, Lose
at life...
and so I learnt, to not settle
'for no cheap, imitation'
and till, this day
though, my ticket may have expired
I would rather wilt, at my station
awaiting
than jump on a train with a wrong
destination)..
this had such a cool groove to it
I imagine a Blue's band, playing
and some hype guy, reading these words
in some downstairs, dingy jazz bar
in Paris
in the 60's/70's..
lol
thanks for sharing, dear Poet
Thanks, Again, 4 Such Elevated Response, L.B. Yeah, I Can Easily C What U C, Real Nice (I Wish I Could Get 2 Paris. lol) Please, Stay Easy, Fellow Poet.
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