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    In A Shoe Shop

    She is fitting a new shoe—Cinderellawith toenails dipped in wine.Still,in her unwitting display of feet,sunshine suckling on her toes,and they begin a conversationwith your eavesdropping eyes. Lingering—when they will meet her lingerie.A forbidden fruit,sensually dripping into her shoes. I...

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    play

    mannacle thought, make it your bitchdon't allow time, to give you lipnever hesitate demand your wayyour ego speaks for itself not one to be playedvixen be damnedshe's not the right onewhen there is nonetonight is yourstake midnight by the...

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    conjure

    intriguing darkness, spilling from my lipsdripping like a liquor, enough to intoxicateyour mind spins and you shake off the feelinga seduction is ocurringthe more I talk the more enamored you becomewords tingle the sensespower rolls from the tongueI'm into...

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    • I’ve never tried to trace back how long ago withes emanated from the past. This poem shows the power that one can have when it comes to lust. Something as old as time itself.

      Nice one Crimsin, with great picture that conjures up the mystique of the poem.

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    faithful

    in the darkness found flawedmy heart full, should be bitterregretful need, keeps me faithfulsacred understanding, of a man mine to guardit is with passion I utterenchantments made to make you suffertiny doubt has vanishedmy choice made, I walk down...

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    • “today people are disposable items
      a treasure to some trash to another”

      This is one of those poems that you can see things plainly and relate it to what is happening right now. nicely done;)

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    cold

    hateful feeling, making me bleed hurt for youtelling me I was everything now nothing to youmy sorrow swells and washes me awayyour silence says everythingmy love can't break into this fortressyou're long gone and can't hear melove is brittle...

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    • “you once burn so hot for me
      then I felt your coldness
      seeing in your eyes, there was another fascination”
      I know that feeling of intensity then it’s gone. Beautifully done.

    • hello dearest Damian thank you for feeling me yes love hurts no matter what ❤️

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