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Many a boy – quick in his view
Looking for the easy girls of a soft dawn Those who are comely & always giggle With an fresh smile & seldom else on
They know not the pleasure of true joy
The beauty of engaging an active mind The coaxing out of the right words An equal in intellect you might find
But I, who finds himself at sunset
Have indeed heard the siren’s voice & the pleasure of being selected By a grown woman’s choice
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Words & ideas laced with stimulants Coaxing my mind from sullen thought Pulling me free from these malcontents
She caught me watching laundry dry
And imagining what’s underneath Thinking to myself, how much more beauty Lies hidden from view That she might bequeath
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Giant sighs to begin the day
Spiritual attempts to center myself with verse Coffee to coax the hopeful sun’s rays I stand proudly naked; deterioration’s only getting worse Like this: Like Loading...
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Taking time to reside in detail
Coaxing ghosts off the Sunshine Coast A temper & a crooked smile The truth when we needed it most
Knowing differences of our secrets
Diligent with passing the changes I’m fluid in these manipulations But for her I am, keeping me strange
Reading cracked-spine paperbacks
Wandering by; gently grabbing her waist Creating space & sending archaic signals Standing proud, knowing silence accustomed to taste Like this: Like Loading...
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I’m trying to live the good life
Exposing my heart, no matter how raw
No need to hide how I’m feeling
Coaxing compassion, so the world might thaw
Standing upright in spite of society
A little shook, but I’m still alive
Move past their hatred & negativity
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Coaxing life to grow Necessary if not bothersome A nuisance we all know Nature weeping The wildflowers implore Though my garden Is thirsty for more Like this: Like Loading...
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Hanging with beach bums & bashful babes
Swimming in the surf on late Spring days Colorful flavors poured gently over ice Skin glowing after hours in the pleasant rays
I thought I saw a Sea Hag along the sand Though she revealed herself to be a Siren Coaxing & teasing me with her demure allure Whispering that I might be a modern Lord Byron Uncomfortable with compliments of any sort I quietly pull out my pen to jot down an ode Her eyes grow wide, then a smirk & a wink Simultaneously my mind, heart & loins explode Like this: Like Loading...
Midnight arrives by candlelight
My imagination takes over as before
Secretive scribbles in an unlit corner
Wine & a woman coaxing me for more
Uncertain of what we should divulge
An intrigue for sure, this darling flower
I’m intimidated, yet oddly disarmed
Casually containing remarkable brain power
A smart woman in a beautiful exterior
Society isn’t prepared for this conglomeration
But I know a woman is at her most alluring
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