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A Poem by CharlyeMonroe
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Number 1 from The Knockouts

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Not the times
Type

But that is the hour
It takes a cold case to go dead
Filed nails for combat
Now dig this
Controller
Comped at that place
Little children to young adults
Silver screen titan
The news dynasty
Turned her on, “Now keep me coming”
Over seas if you can stretch it
Domesticated lust
Girls

With large followings
They f**k so good
Well
My English is good
Police club needs a new hit
She is like the water in the coconut and nice to my lollipop
“Stop blowing me and give me a kiss”
Bit my hand but we are friends now
With the benefits
Back rubs and heavy petting
Tool kit

In the case
“Stay the night”
Call love fox on the chill
Brazil seems nice this time of year
Bella Luna
Le soile sei tu
Bootstraps down around her ankles
Dining room only
Just deserts and coffee
Lots of cream, sugar
Sweet enough

© 2013 CharlyeMonroe


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Added on January 14, 2013
Last Updated on January 14, 2013
Tags: The Knockouts, Poetry, Love, Beat, Travel, Distance, Regret, Sorrow, Political, Biographical, Meta, Stream, Conscious, Free, Verse

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CharlyeMonroe
CharlyeMonroe

San Francisco, CA



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Writer/Artist/M**********r I'm from America, all of it. Monotheist, believer in the one true G-D Every poem is a love poem. more..

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