Puckering Poems - Poems about Puckering

...Slowly, sanity slips through fever-laced dreams. Layer by layer, I fall deeper into unknown rabbit holes. What was up is now down. Colours melt, dripping from the night skies, Pouring onto my fra......

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...Nothing could be finer than to be deep inside your v****a in the morning Nothing could be sweeter than my sweetie when I touch her up in the morning When my morning glory presents itself at your ......

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...Isis staind 27+ years... of scorpion stinging poison us marriage, whereby the missus and I, nevertheless experienced genesis as mama and papa respectively. (jest kibitizing) thus explain......

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...I always liked the rain It’s avant-garde disdain Encased in every raindrop Its tauntingly cold chill Trickling off a drippy nose Its million centipede dance steps Puckering the dust, stirring t......

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...Shared my list with God today the pros and cons of the season: how fond I am of blossoms, despite all the sneezing – how showers cleanse the air, refreshment of a spring drenching; how orchi......

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...Isis staind 26+ years of marriage Yes, believe me you, I (also considered the best karaoke singer for the go-go's) putting Shabrina Leonita to shame back in two thousand and twenty one once......

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...I love you better than Cookies and Cream, my lifelong favorite more than seas playing footsies with shore clams in cuddly tropical sands The warmth of enticing Caribbean soothing waters ......

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...Get uncertain, fast. I remember some, not much. Clovers sweet and sour puckering my lips for the zing of existence, my sour sweet mouth always wanting more. Nimbus clouds float by above, ......

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...Book 2 “Next we will use and abuse, the wedge of doubt. To place a misgiving, a slight of hand, an apprehension into the day, to mold the day thoughts of these apes, these busybodies, not more app......

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...There was an old lady from Spain Who found eating pasta a strain. However she tried, Her false teeth would slide And land in her glass of champagne. Her husband said 'darling don't fret, Just......

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...after months many moons taking to my hairbrush pulling out the hair that my brush had pulled out from my head and beard but what to do with it as it seems a waste to throw away s......

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...Gallimaufry of linkedin words appeal, (particularly spoken by renown orator) 'cept when unnamed poetaster afflicted with chatterbox syndrome, nonetheless deliberate effected muzzle restraint i......

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...On mountaintop lake I swam all alone while the afternoon sweltering sun shone being 95 degrees out this was a treat but little did I know who I would meet, Floating on my back towards some reed......

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...This whole left V right is starting to get boring The only honest one is Jeremy Corbyn. They convince the old he can not lead Judge him on his character i do plead. Debts or the people is the las......

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...Majestic purples glow brilliant dark reflections in the sun Crocus blooming unattended wayfarers strewn throughout the pale beige grass. Daffodils stretch up tall and gangly inching tow......

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