Jason PraTT Poems

previous written in latter
years under the guise of
another personality cut from
the same cloth through diff-
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best described as t h i c k
brick house with a built-in
balcony and acres of backyard
measurements are something
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music sways her breasts
vibrant in the mood swing
of her thighs
the crisp velvet in her deceit
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hello harlot, your heinie
right here
in the middle
of my heavy view
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your beauty:
unbelievable
my eyes, mesmerized
the poems that
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the nightly silence is what
lures me into dreams
bare and bidding the thoughts
keen and careful
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I have stained my soul with scarlet colors, thus this work
The ballad of merlot and mandolins, the bliss is midnight blue
The deep black is but her hungry delight
Thus I dye her desires a darker scarlet within the foils of my flesh
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As your lover, I lingered
with fondling fingers
along your waistline
admiring your splendid curves
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Movement I: Bait

I have called you forth
To undress your fabrics of time
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She lifts my eyes to consider more sweetly the alluring logic of her sway
Absolute in her twilight thighs, simply to strut back and forth in my view
While my thoughts crawl throughout the perception of her pleasures
Upon the pleasant poetry that her body composes within her every footstep
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