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Bekah Halle Feb 1
I never thought
my poetry was ****** —
But do I want
to arouse; stimulate evocative
emotion,
and stir longing
irrevocably within —
Yes, undeniably, YES!

Do not all of us want that full-body
retort?

Richly —

That leaves us out of sorts, compelling us to transform —
This could be controversial, but I would love your thoughts.
5th Feb: this poem was given an 18+ rating by AllPoetry - how interesting!
Styles Jan 24
Her mesh dress, sheer, a daring art,
Igniting chaos within my heart.
A bronzed goddess, beauty untamed,
Sculpted grace, temptation named.

Her presence stirred my soul to roam,
Transporting thoughts far from home.
Her lips, a sip of heady delight,
Her sway, a beacon in the night.

Magnetic, profound, her spell takes hold,
A force too strong, too bold to withhold.
No retreat, no turning away,
Her allure commands, I’m here to stay.

Entangled deep, resistance fades,
In her spell, all reason sways.
An odyssey begins, passion’s fire ignites,
A journey endless through starry nights.
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