Lamar Cole

Jacuzzi Love

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Moonlit night,
Feelings right,
Bubbling water,
Jet streams.

Bodies mesh,
Warm flesh,
Stars shining above,
Jacuzzi love.

This poem was written/submitted by Lamar Cole.


Fireplace

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Flames dancing,
Wood popping,
Satin and lace,
Love by the fireplace.

Soft rug,
Tender hugs,
Sweet kisses,
Lovers’ wishes.

Hot desire,
Bodies on fire,
Ecstasy and passion,
Complete satisfaction.

This poem was written/submitted by Lamar Cole.


My Favorite Dish

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A piece of coconut cake,
A cup of vanilla ice cream,
A slice of apple pie,
Can all bring bliss.
But darling, you’re my favorite dish.

A piece of you topped with love and affection.
Is my one desire and wish.
Served with passion and a sweet kiss.
Life doesn’t get much better than this.

This poem was written/submitted by Lamar Cole.

Tasty

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The moon just hid behind the trees.
Looking tasty and sweet.
Like an orange sherbet ice cream treat.

Your love was tasty tonight.
Like an orange slice cake.
The kind that it takes time to bake.

Passion was out of sight tonight.
Love flying so high in the breeze.
That you could feel it rustling the leaves.

This poem was written/submitted by Lamar Cole.

Dimples

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Out in the country.
Where life is so simple.
Lives a girl with the prettiest dimples.

All decked out in sundress and sandals.
Wearing a smile so broad and wide.
Brightening up the countryside.

Always happy and sunny.
Nice personality, cute, and funny.
Always a pleasure to be around.
Cutest freckles and reddest hair.
In this small rural town.

This poem was written/submitted by Lamar Cole.

Kiss Your Tears

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Darling, remember the day.
You felt so sad and blue.
All you wanted in the world.
Was for me to just hold you.

I spent all of that day.
Loving you and kissing your tears away.
So whenever you’re feeling sad and blue.
No matter what time of day.

I’ll be there for you darling.
To kiss your tears away.

This poem was written/submitted by Lamar Cole.

Silhouettes

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A starry night in June.
Two silhouettes can be seen on the moon.
On a night so cool and fair.
Sweet kisses under the white oak tree.
Two lovers without a care.

The moon seemed to feel our love.
Like the inside of a warm glove.
The moon spoke to us tonight.
As passion reached its greatest height.

This poem was written/submitted by Lamar Cole.

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