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"dip" poems

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cultivation of gratitudeThank you ~ / for a life not to trade / blessings, in spades

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Filthy FingersGlistening with wetness, / fingers fitting in like Tetris. / Cream dripping on the mattress.

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Ambrosia.I, dip my fingers in your honey sweet sap. / Steering your emotions with sensations of passion. / Loathing the moments in between, with the patience of a feind;

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FountainI want to dip my tongue, / inside your flavor. / With no waver,

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When the heart of a poet gets brokenHe doesn't burn photographs / He doesn't join therapy sessions / He doesn't smoke too many cigarettes

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TipDip me / in your depths, / let me ravage you,

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TranceI know you love it, / I can feel your vibe. / you don't just see me,

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Sometimes I Bring you Back.Sometimes beneath close eyelids / I quest to bring you back / As if you were driftwood floating

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AyY *****Crawling in my skin / cringe, cringe, cringe- / it's a meme you dip!*

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*** Angela curved pastry / like a prune danish / in a sway

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Paint MeTake a soft tipped brush / Dip, and trace my nakedness; / Viscous dripping rainbow streams

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Filthy FingersGlistening with wetness, / fingers fitting in like Tetris. / Cream dripping on the mattress.

@hagilyforever22

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SunsetI have been watching / the sunset again. / Observing how it takes

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POPPIES REDWe did not come here on the orders of others / We came freely, our own choice, blown by the soft winds / scattered o'er many a mile

@manda-clement16

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The Butterfly Paradise On The FlySpring upon the rose and live on the flow— / delve into the fragrance that goes full tilt / on petals that never drift with the wind.

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love...................................lust (act II)# / Each body part / sizzled in pure pleasure

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Age and GraceAge and Grace / Her steps were always slow; / Even in youth she swayed,

@sharon-talbot41

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crushblack as night / chiseled stone / spirits ramble

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Fly With The ButterfliesCome bask in the summer sun / let’s slip out fly with the butterflies! / While white fluffy cloud-swans

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eyesthey say that eyes are the window to the soul and if thats so why do we hide them as to not let them show we dip are head and dont make contact. souls connect contract and become compact smoothing and soothing windows to the soul. the eye is beautiful true but to few its a weapon bent on harming you. some eyes attack at your mind tricking you over time into keeping a calm peace of mind until its time to strike you. these eyes can leave you battered and bruised all kinds of abused and feeling used. if i look at the soul and see something artificial in those holes that are the so called souls we need to see not with are eyes but are minds or we will be blind and leave are hearts behind.

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IgniteWe sit in this room / across from one another / in silence

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Eight Owl CityYou know Eight Owl City, / -ain’t where I’m from? / You know the past isn’t pretty,

@david-john-mowers34

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an act of natureI pop a pomegranate seed. / It bleeds, / Delicate fuchsia delight,

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#1 Lyla meets her match (Adult)Blonde hair, tight tanned body / Not usually my type but / You stir something in me down there.

@dakotadanders33

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Temptress (Explicit)Hidden behind my desires. / Fantasies of ecstasy / frustrating me.

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