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No matter how good a friend is, they are going to hurt you every once in a while - you must forgive them for that. Down the broad way do I go, Young and unregretting, Wrap me in my vices up, Virtue all forgetting, Greedier for all delight Than heaven to enter in: Since the soul is in me dead, Better save the skin. You must be able to forgive. So here are eight scorching poems or excerpts from poems that you might want to text to your hot cross bunny tonight… 1. And how should I begin? Nothing can melt away the passion Added: 25 Jan 2019 Category: Avg Score: 5 Words: 116 Tags: When two lovers become one on a cold mid-winters day As lovers embrace on a cold winters eve With subzero temperatures set to soar When the heat of passion sets a flame From within the bodily core That melts the snow flurries Before they touch the ground With the heat of lovers passion Sends mercury levels through the roof. I am not a tree with my root in the soil Sucking up minerals and motherly love So that each March I may gleam into leaf, Nor am I the beauty of a garden bed Attracting my share of Ahs and spectacularly painted, Unknowing I must soon unpetal.


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Add your sex poem candidates in the comments. Auden Stop all the clocks, cut off the telephone, Prevent the dog from barking with a juicy bone, Silence the pianos and with muffled drum Bring out the coffin, let the mourners come. At least, 'tis mutual risk, Some found it mutual gain; Sweet debt of Life, each night to owe, Insolvent, every noon. Each of the racy haikus below is designed to make you horny in exactly 17 syllables following the traditional 5-7-5 format. His left hand is under my head, and his right hand doth embrace me. Lawrence, Pablo Neruda, AnaĂŻs Nin, Ovid, Dorothy Parker, Sylvia Plath, Adrienne Rich, Rumi, George Sand, Sappho, Shakespeare, Percy Bysshe Shelley, Walt Whitman, Thomas Wyatt and William Butler Yeats. It is more natural to me, lying down.

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On desperate seas long wont to roam, Thy hyacinth hair, thy classic face, Thy Naiad airs have brought me home To the glory that was Greece And the grandeur that was Rome. Women can lead us to the proverbial Promised Land. I also lost my cousin recently to the same disease. I took in each moment's view, each angle, My eyes caught by the pubic triangle. And tomorrow morning, We shall have what to do after firing. I don't have to try not to look at a woman's cleavage, I love looking into their eyes. No-one to hold me when I weep in despair or to wipe away the tears and comfort me.

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Is it because, if you continued beyond the swift moment, you would soon certainly kill me? The fire she kindles in the soul — The poet's mood, the rebel's thought — She cannot master, for their coal In other mines is wrought. He did none of these: they moved. It was then I became a gardener. Let me count the ways. I have seen them gentle tame and meek That now are wild and do not remember That sometime they put themselves in danger To take bread at my hand; and now they range Busily seeking with a continual change. Our thanks to Michael Bennett for suggesting the inclusion of the poem above.


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When the daughter got married, the old man came down wearing An old tail coat, the pleated shirt yellowing. I kissed up and down her thighs in short sentences and prose. This odd creature so tall made Shaquille look too small. Love Is Not All by Edna St. With a love evermore so passionate That could last throughout the years A love so young and pure Built upon the new Added: 24 Jan 2019 Category: Avg Score: 4. Touch it X-rate it fuck it to create it Did he have enough research to print it Fantasies so yesterday.

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In touch and talk, whose quills the night dispends, The new dawn mouths define to take within, The spell those hungry hours would hope to end, To each the other joins and play begin. Come slowly, Eden by Emily Dickinson Come slowly—Eden Lips unused to thee— Bashful—sip thy jasmines— As the fainting bee— Reaching late his flower, Round her chamber hums— Counts his nectars—alights— And is lost in balms! O my dove, that art in the clefts of the rock, in the secret places of the stairs, let me see thy countenance, let me hear thy voice; for sweet is thy voice, and thy countenance is comely. Let now the chimneys blaze And cups o'erflow with wine; Let well-tuned words amaze With harmony divine. Some readers will consider the poems simply dirty, but rest assured that considerable thought and research has gone into this poetic celebration of human sexuality. Her free behaviour, winning looks, Will make a lawyer burn his books; I touch'd her not, alas! They have propped my head between the pillow and the sheet-cuff Like an eye between two white lids that will not shut. Love likes a gander, and adores a goose: Her full lips pursed, the errant note to seize; She played it quick, she played it light and loose; My eyes, they dazzled at her flowing knees; Her several parts could keep a pure repose, Or one hip quiver with a mobile nose She moved in circles, and those circles moved.


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That's the way it's suppose to happen. I smile when people visit, offer some tea but deep inside the tears never stop. Eliot Stand on the highest pavement of the stair — Lean on a garden urn — Weave, weave the sunlight in your hair — Clasp your flowers to you with a pained surprise — Fling them to the ground and turn With a fugitive resentment in your eyes: But weave, weave the sunlight in your hair. Whoso List to Hunt by Sir Thomas Wyatt Whoso list to hunt, I know where is an hind, But as for me, alas! So much energy seizes from the heart its license exhibiting any act irrespective of sense. The glorious lamp of heaven, the sun, The higher he's a-getting; The sooner will his race be run, And nearer he's to setting. The lower you go, my anticipation builds. The silver is white, red is the gold; The robes they lay in fold.

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Attention to little romantic details like your anniversaries. She is still on your palette; you still feel every word that penetrated your hide and struck the part of you that was her. This steamy poetry features original creations specifically for your enjoyment. And all her face was honey to my mouth, And all her body pasture to mine eyes; The long lithe arms and hotter hands than fire, The quivering flanks, hair smelling of the south, The bright light feet, the splendid supple thighs And glittering eyelids of my soul's desire. Think not for this, however, this poor treason Of my stout blood against my staggering brain, I shall remember you with love, or season My scorn with pity — let me make it plain: I find this frenzy insufficient reason For conversation when we meet again.

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It would be unwise, unfair, and impossible to list the sexiest poems in the Western tradition. And I wonder how they should have been together! Then, in a flash: You are getting fucked 27. I wrote poems inside of her with my fingers. I am the pool of gold When sunset burns and dies,— You are my deepening skies, Give me your stars to hold. Well you are going on thirty or is it forty.

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I want to walk down the street past Thrifty's and the hardware store with all those keys glittering in the window, past Mr. Why do you tantalize me thus? Which way does your beard point tonight? It was a twist of fate That brought us together. The bailey beareth the bell away; The lily, the rose, the rose I lay. I was ten, skinny, red-headed, Freckled. Nobody wears shiny boots like that now. How lofty, sweet Afton, thy neighbouring hills, Far mark'd with the courses of clear winding rills; There daily I wander as noon rises high, My flocks and my Mary's sweet cot in my eye.

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