Sylvia
Whoa, oh, oh, yeah
Mmm, hmm sylvia
You know youre getting to me now
Mmm, mmm, mmm, sylvia
You gently touched my heart somehow
Yesterday you made me happy as a child at play
Just like the summer sun that warms my heart
And move on, now you are gone
Whoa, oh, oh, sylvia
Youre everything that I adore
That sweet song, that caught a spark in me more
Tenderly thats how you whisper that you loved me
As if a raindrop kissed my ear and disappeared, now you are gone
Oh, oh, oh, yeah
You know I love my little sylvia
Whoa, oh, oh, yeah
And yesterday I feel in love with you all the way
Tenderly you lit a spark in my heart, now you are gone
Mmm, hmm, sylvia
I gently miss sylvia
Im crazy bout ya, sylvia
You know I love my little sylvia
song performed by by Stevie Wonder
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His Sweetheart
Sylvia's lattices were dark
Roses made them narrow.
In the dawn there came a Spark,
Armèd with an arrow:
Blithe he burst by dewy spray,
Winged by bud and blossom,
All undaunted urged his way
Straight to Sylvia's bosom.
'Sylvia! Sylvia! Sylvia!' he
Like a bee kept humming,
'Wake, my sweeting; waken thee,
For thy Soldier's coming!'
Sylvia sleeping in the dawn,
Dreams that Cupid's trill is
Roses singing on the lawn,
Courting crested lilies.
Sylvia smiles and Sylvia sleeps,
Sylvia weeps and slumbers;
Cupid to her pink ear creeps,
Pipes his pretty numbers.
Sylvia dreams that bugles play,
Hears a martial drumming;
Sylvia springs to meet the day
With her Soldier coming.
Happy Sylvia, on thee wait
All the gracious graces!
Venus mild her cestus plait
Round thy lawns and laces!
Flora fling a flower most fair,
Hope a rainbow lend thee!
All the nymphs to Cupid dear
On this day befriend thee!
'Sylvia! Sylvia! Sylvia!' hear
How he keeps a-humming,
Laughing in her jewelled ear,
'Sweet, thy Soldier's coming!'
poem by Isabella Valancy Crawford
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Sylvia
(words & music by g. stephens - l. reed)
These long lonely evenings
Here I am on the phone
Wondering if she will call
She said she would write me
cause she knows Im alone
But I hear nothing at all
Im waiting for a word of love from sylvia.
You think shed never heard of love my sylvia,
But when Im with her lord, I forgive her
cause shes more than the whole world to me
Theres nothing like a word of love from sylvia
The only one Im thinking of is sylvia
Feeling so sad now, Ill be so glad now
If I just had my sylvia with me
That old weepin willow
Seems to whisper her name
Why did she go away
The tears on my pillow
Theyre not hard to explain
Theres nothing else I can say
Im waiting for a word of love from sylvia.
You think shed never heard of love my sylvia,
But when Im with her lord, I forgive her
cause shes more than the whole world to me
Theres nothing in the world like sylvia
The only one Im thinking of is sylvia
Feeling so sad now, Ill be so glad now
If I just had my sylvia with me
song performed by by Elvis Presley
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Sylvia's Mother
Sylvia's mother says Sylvia's busy,
too busy to come to the phone .
Sylvia's mother says Sylvia's trying
to start a new life of her own.
Sylvia's mother says 'Sylvia's happy...
So why don't you leave her alone?'
And the operator says
'Forty cents more, for the next three minutes.'
Please Mrs. Avery, I've just got to talk to her
I'll only keep her a while
Please Mrs. Avery, just want to tell her
Goodbye !
Sylvia's mother says Sylvia's packing,
she's gonna be leaving today.
Sylvia's mother says Sylvia's marrying
a fellah down Galveston way .
Sylvia's mother says 'Please don't say nothing
to make her start crying and stay.'
And the operator says
'Forty cents more, for the next three minutes.'
Please Mrs. Avery, I've just got to talk to her
I'll only keep her a while
Please Mrs. Avery, just want to tell her
Goodbye !
Sylvia's mother says Sylvia's hurrying,
she's catching the nine'o'clock train.
Sylvia's mother says:'Take your umbrella,
cause Sylvie it's starting to rain.'
And Sylvia's mother says 'Thank you for calling
and Sir won't you come back again ?'
And the operator says
'Forty cents more, for the next three minutes.'
Please Mrs. Avery, I've just got to talk to her
I'll only keep her a while
Please Mrs. Avery, just want to tell her
Goodbye !
poem by Sheldon Allan Silverstein
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Heavenly Arms
Heavenly arms reach out to hold me
Heavenly arms entice you to dance
In a world of ill will, the dancers are still
Heavenly arms reach out to me
Heavenly arms soft as a love song
Heavenly arms bring a kiss to your ear
In a world that seems mad, all the dancers seem sad
Heavenly arms reach out to me
Sylvia
Sylvia
Sylvia
Sylvia
Heavenly arms come to my rescue
Only a woman can love a man
In a world full of hate, love should never wait
Heavenly arms reach out to me
Heavenly arms strong as a sunset
Heavenly arms pure as the rain
Lovers stand warned of the worlds impending storm
Heavenly arms reach out to me
Sylvia
Sylvia
Sylvia
Sylvia
Ohhh-wohhh, oh-oh-oh-oh-oh
Ooohhh-ooohhh-ooohhh-ooohhh-ooohhh, oh-woh-woh
Ooohhh-ooohhh-ooohhh-ooohhh, ohh-woh-woh
(heavenly arms reach out to hold me)
(sylvia, you mean so much to me)
(heavenly arms reach out to hold me)
(sylvia, you mean so much to me)
(heavenly arms reach out to hold me)
(sylvia, you mean so much to me)
(heavenly arms reach out to hold me)
song performed by by Lou Reed
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Gone Fishing
Sylvia searched the whole house over
Calling out her lover's name...
He was not there, oh no ~ oh no,
He was hooked on the fishing game.
Down to the water he had gone,
Whether the sport was right or wrong!
The river was his hideaway,
So peaceful, on a warm summer's day.
Sweet Sylvia disliked the hobby,
Thought the fish could feel the pain.
She saw them struggle for their freedom
But Sylvia would never complain.
Now to wait three hours, or more.
Until that key turned in the door,
And he would greet his Sylvia dear
All laden down with his fishing gear.
And tomorrow morning may well be the same
'cause he was hooked on the fishing game.
poem by Joyce Hemsley
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Oh Sylvia
Oh Sylvia Sylvia I miss you
Like Van Gogh you felt pain
Wild flowers cry
Scream like England's tides
Howl for a father gone
Betrayed in sovereign agony
I weep like a child left behind
So in need of true love
Untreated loneliness
3am madness
The gas is on
Posthumous poetry
Ashes, dust with divine tears
I will never let you die
Your words bring me love
I just want to hold you
Bring you another blue sky
The Colossus and Ariel sail
Oh Sylvia! Sweet capricious rose
poem by Joseph Narusiewicz
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After Reading Sylvia Plath's Riddle In Nine Syllables
sylvia, the elephant is inside your
tummy, you have become a melon growing and crawling in tendrils
a ponderous house
a red fruit
you have eaten a bag of green apples
and rode a train without stopping
to an exit
sylvia, i may not understand the nine syllables
inside you
for i am a man without
these syllables
sylvia i put two syllables somewhere
and it grows into three just three
there was bleeding and i saw it
i took her to the hospital and she was put into a sleep
and she was finally made to appear
clean to me
she was numb and speechless to the window panes
there was frost
and there was that bird which flew away since then
from her forehead
now, sylvia look at me
i was the man who only had three syllables
look at me in this sentence
i am a comma, i am a period.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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The doctor's name was Sylvia. I told her she'd have a problem with me because Sylvia was my mother's name.
quote by Paul Lynde
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Pleasure
P - PAIN
L - LOVE
E - EXCITEMENT
A - AFFECTION
S - SEX
U - UNDERSTANDING
R - RELAXATION
E - EXPLORATION
Copyright 2005 - Sylvia Chidi
poem by Sylvia Chidi
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That was yesterday
That was yesterday
Someone asked me
If I had fallen astray in any particular way
I replied, ’ That was yesterday, not today’
Yesterday
I took the sunshine without making any hay
Yesterday
I allowed all my silver white teeth to decay
Yesterday
I partied and played each and every other day
Yesterday
I made friends and became the traitor who betrayed
Yesterday
I worked hard without getting my rightful pay
Yesterday
I only listened to whatever others had to say
Yesterday
I was always sad and never wore a face jubilantly gay
That was yesterday
Today is today
Yesterday I fell astray
I think it was almost every other day
But that changed in the month of May
As I got down on my knees to pray
Yesterday, Yesterday is gone
I’m free
I’m free
From yesterdays race
I’m back home in my rightful place
Life is work and not just play
Those answers came without delay
Yes but! That was yesterday, not today
Copyright 2006 - Sylvia Chidi
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The Perfect Miracle
I have found
The perfect miracle
In a simple prayer
Forgive me
Love me
Hold me
Guide me
Let me be
Lord I thank thee
I do not expect an answer
Copyright 2005 - Sylvia Chidi
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Shakespeare And Sylvia
Shakespeare awoke as
the world was sleeping
and wrote a sonnet for
Sylvia, his 'sweeting',
desperately hoping she'd
be his queen, in the beautiful
Isle of evergreen.
Sylvia was a Goddess fair
She captured his mind like
a sacred prayer.
But of her feelings he was
unsure, and could suffer
the doubt no more.
Now Shakespeare was a
sound young man, eager to
know her plan ~ so he posed
the question, asked for her hand:
Would Sylvia always be
his 'holy fair and wise' young Lady
of this bounteous land?
poem by Joyce Hemsley
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Sad
Sad
Not Bad
Sad
No Wad
Sad
Not Hard
Sad
Not Mad
Sad
No Joker Cards
In my Backyard
Sad
Not Glad
Sad
Happiness I once had
Copyright 2006 - Sylvia Chidi
poem by Sylvia Chidi
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My Friend
I am so glad
You are my friend
Its with you my day sometimes ends
You are a part of my worldly treasures
Your love and trust cannot be measured
My Friend
Sylvia Chidi 2005
poem by Sylvia Chidi
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Everything in life is writable about if you have the outgoing guts to do it and the imagination to improvise.
Sylvia Plath in The Journals of Sylvia Plath
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Make love to me slowly
Make love to me slowly
Kiss me by the neck slowly
touch me tenderly
not coldy
Grind your body next to mine
Let our union be divine
Make love to me slowly
Whisper sweet nothings in my ear
Tell me that you care
While you play with my hair
Explore my body
with your hands and study
Pleasure me
Open your eyes so you can see me
When I smile
My teeth dancing in a tile
Kiss me, Kiss me
Kiss me, Kiss me
Make love to me slowly
When you have been riding a horse
It expects you to stop
Make love to me slowly
My body is a temple
It is holy
Copyright 2005 - Sylvia Chidi
poem by Sylvia Chidi
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Your Trust
Your trust is what I desire
If you turn out to be a liar
like a raging fire
I will need seven daily weekly cures
Because there is only so much that I can endure
Copyright 2005 - Sylvia Chidi
poem by Sylvia Chidi
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Still love you
I still love you
Care enough to wish you well
I will dream of our sweet kisses
Till they slip away in time
Out of grasp
And out of mind
I still love you
It hurts and its true
I know I have to set you free
Like a bird flying out of its nest
For the very first time
If only you could hear my heart
pounding and pounding
There might have been second thoughts
My tears I have bravely fought
Our dreams which we once dutifully sought
Now lie buried in forgotten grounds
It is with all my love
That I end these words
I still love you
Copyright 2005 - Sylvia Chidi
poem by Sylvia Chidi
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A drinkers wish
Make a wish
While you drink like a fish
Maybe the lady in red
Will descend on your lips with a kiss
Before the bouncer throws you out
Of the club in one piece
Copyright 2006 - Sylvia Chidi
poem by Sylvia Chidi
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My Baby Loves Me
BY SYLVIA MOY, WILLIAM STEVENSON AND IVY HUNTER
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My baby loves me, oh yeah
And my baby needs me, oh yeah
No other girl can whisper sweet things in my ear
My sweetie pie has the only sweet voice I hear so clear
Sayin' that she needs me
(You know she really, really needs me)
Oh yeah, yeah (Oh yeah)
My baby loves me
(You know she really, really loves me)
Oh yeah, yeah (Oh yeah)
I can't seem to see no other beautiful face, oh no
There's just no cute substitute can take my baby's place
'Cause I know she needs me
(You know she really, really needs me)
Woh, woh, yeah, yeah (Oh yeah)
Now I will never, ever give my baby no trouble
Whenever she calls me I come runnin' on the turbo
'Cause I know she needs me
(You know she really, really needs me)
Oh yeah, yeah (Oh yeah)
My baby needs me
(You know she really, really needs me)
Oh yeah, yeah (Oh yeah)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Now nobody can't tell me the place that I'm going wrong, oh no
Nobody could ever embrace the love so strong, so strong
'Cause I know she needs me
(You know she really, really needs me)
She told me that she needs me (oh yeah)
My baby loves me
(You know she really, really loves me)
Oh yeah, yeah (Oh yeah, yeah)
My baby loves me
song performed by by Barry Manilow
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