Jean Poet

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@TheSun 'Media mindwash as an end to council politics and yogi inspired flatulence graffiti with an end to nine-to-five articles in print runs of wasted paper as seen in east end cafés made useful for chips.'

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@soogz1 her capacity for wonder never ceased to amaze him. at the scene of love she was more than all he desired in bliss-filled haze; she pouted her lips opening her eyes like pools of reflecting starlight whispering, ‘hey (say it back)’ he replied with one word, captivated in her gaze.

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@Warrior002_HU @soogz1 The club or the kingdom?

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@soogz1 he saw what he thought
through new eyes
in perfect sight dfyned
soft gentle curves
innocence captured
love’s dream unfolding
whispered and delivered
in six syllables
'if you see this, say hi'
(within touching distance)
rekindling desire.
realised online.

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@lavaxgrl reflected and softly shaken
he watched her alone
she saw him and didn’t move
she wanted him
to see what he knew
what is closer in life
in blurred lines
her lips were open
her phone was in position
her hand was raised
when she whispered to him,
‘i’m ready for my close up.’

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@soogz1 it was a daily experience but one he cherished; he���d set his phone to ring, the sound of soft tinkling when her image dropped and his heart fluttered and the spinning wheel spun as the picture opened up to ‘hey eyes up here pretty boy.’ she owned a moment of love in his eyes.

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@JLo a new york minute
rolled up in sixty seconds
sparkling in light of diamonds
a wishing well
of moments and eyes
between highlights
bronze and gold
filled with a smile that said,
from the block.
she didn’t have far to go.

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@soogz1 from the front or the back?
she spoke six syllables softly
smiling with sweet simplicity of heart
in dreams she was everything.
and in that moment
when she asked
he was undecided.
she was symmetrically perfect.
in love, she reflected his desire.

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@soogz1 he was privy to her soft gaze
and enigmatic smile
a look of innocence that drove him wild
she raised her hand
and rolled her eyes
and arched her back
on a bed whispering words
that spelled delight
she didn’t need to say twice.
‘eyes up here pretty boy.’

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@lavaxgrl with the gentlest touch in mind
looking up into her eyes
what amounted to paradise
a view full of promise
and uninterrupted pleasure
filled with desires
of a love beyond
revealed in a kiss from her soft lips.
he answered her in a whisper.
‘c’est si bon.’

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@soogz1 5 mins in a room with me, wyd?
whispered intuition
with bunny ears listening
waiting to catch his breath
five minutes’ pleasure
pleasing to the eye
unwrapp’d leather
softest skin to touch
how heaven comes
and goes and feels just right.
three hundred seconds.
of love’s highlights.

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@JaredLeto Rescue me…before i fall.
whatever you want i’ll give it all.
in shining light i’ll offer you
god’s promise
never heeding tomorrow
i’ll take you with me
shooting into stars
blinded by the sun
you’ll find me
inside your heart.
where it all began in song.

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@lavaxgrl lost inside her gaze
gently gazing in warming sunlight
open shade opening dreams
sweet dreamlike pose
sunlit, sparkling eyes
shimmering bronze
silence save for the sounds
of ananda and beyond.
love’s gentle promise.
spoken in her kiss.
treasured bliss-filled lips.

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@RomanTalsedoom @soogz1 OnlyFantasies

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@sciencegirl making circles on her own time
floating to gliding across the ice
underneath watching skies
dolomites to crystals
mountain snow-capped features
breezing through time
turning lines into life
carried on kinder winds.
a skater’s dream comes alive.

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@lavaxgrl facing her phone all alone
inside golden light
outside sweet zephyrs
whispering
caressing gently
touching softly curving
on an angel easily
found shimmering
scintilliant in desires
love unfolds within
her dusky brown eyes.
shining into the night.

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@soogz1 ‘eyes up here pretty boy,
is this what you wanna see?’
knowing she turn’d him on
and took him to a place
built with love
barely cover’d
sweet discreetly open’d
nippool’s twinkling glazzies
he moved like clockwork.
she found his key.
and unlocked his movement to her rhythm.

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@soogz1 still waiting for you to reply :(
on plush undulating crossed lines
made with the warmth of longing
in the softness of her eyes
a glossy sheen shimmering in the light
the silence broken by a familiar tone
in quiet bliss-filled repose.
she's believing in what he knows.

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@soogz1 ‘warning…open this alone.’ he saw her message in ruffled white with eyes that promised all she said in four words meant for him to see her cuter side. and when he got home and took another look at his phone, she was still there, looking cuter in her sms, waiting for him to reply