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This is another love poem. A slave declaring her love for her Master in the only metaphorical way she knows.
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The title says it all. Written after a workshop with the writer in my intermediate creative writing class.
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This is my ode to the tree... I went through this phase a few years ago where I was obsessed with trees. I wrote several poems about it and incorporst..
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Thin, pretty, sexy, whatever you want to call it, this is a satirical look at the way feminine beauty is percieved.
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Another worship poem for my love. May not be finished, though...
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Like most things I write, this is about sex and love. This is the beginning of what could be a great poem, I think.
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After a separation, I see my Tiger once more. Mildly erotic.
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An ode to my obsession with my lover. Mildly erotic, I suppose...
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A poem I wrote durring my first stimt in the psych hospital. Mildly erotic.
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This is a sex poem. Somewhat graphic. Incidentally, a true story...
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