Ambition has one heel nailed in well, though she stretch her fingers to touch the heavens.
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I See You in Your Fingers
I see your fingers
I see you in your fingers
I see your history from your fingers
I feel your touch from your fingers
They don't tell a lie to me
They don't give me a fake smile
Or promising kiss
But they give me a warm hold
and tickling touch
I see you from your fingers
I see the truth from your fingers
I see you in your fingers
poem by Maria Sudibyo
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Duddingstone
WITH caws and chirrupings, the woods
In this thin sun rejoice.
The Psalm seems but the little kirk
That sings with its own voice.
The cloud-rifts share their amber light
With the surface of the mere -
I think the very stones are glad
To feel each other near.
Once more my whole heart leaps and swells
And gushes o'er with glee;
The fingers of the sun and shade
Touch music stops in me.
Now fancy paints that bygone day
When you were here, my fair -
The whole lake rang with rapid skates
In the windless winter air.
You leaned to me, I leaned to you,
Our course was smooth as flight -
We steered - a heel-touch to the left,
A heel-touch to the right.
We swung our way through flying men,
Your hand lay fast in mine:
We saw the shifting crowd dispart,
The level ice-reach shine.
I swear by yon swan-travelled lake,
By yon calm hill above,
I swear had we been drowned that day
We had been drowned in love.
poem by Robert Louis Stevenson
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What Shall You Do Then?
three fingers shall
touch a wooden box
for a time
this box is closed
but you are told
of a surprise that
this box shall
give you
the moment you give
in to the temptation
to just touch it
try it and be amazed
with what it will give you
there is no name
that i shall give to that which
gives you pleasure
when you agree
to touch it
it is pleasurable
i have seen it
but i will not tell you
until you touch it
first
with your three
fingers
i will give you another hint
be responsible
for what you decide
specifically for what you
touch
for in pleasure there is
always that accompanying pain
like the two faces of the woman
that you once loved
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Touch By Touch
(r. zito/a. barrow/j. esposito)
I can tell by the look in your eyes
That you like what you see
I can tell by the touch of your hand
That youve got what I need
Baby theres no hurry
Weve got no worries
Lets take all night
Give me sweet lovin
Come taste my honey
Into the light
Touch by touch
Your fingers do the talking
I need to hear so much
Touch by touch
Now youre getting closer
To what I want so much
I can tell by the woman in me
Youre the man that I need
So much lovin that comes from your heart
That you give tenderly
Come take my hand
Ill show you where
Where you can lean
Baby theres no hurry
Weve got no worries
Make me believe
Touch by touch
Your fingers do the talking
I need to hear so much
Touch by touch
Chemical reaction
Makes me give it up
Touch by touch
And put your arms around me
Baby wrap me up
Touch by touch
Now youre gettin closer
To what I want so much
song performed by by Diana Ross
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Tiny Steps
Muscle baby wont let go
Weekend baby wont say no
Is she an active beauty ?
I should say so
Wooden bones and pretty lashes
Iodine for your babys gashes
Little tombs for your babys ashes
If something goes wrong
Tiny steps almost real
Tiny fingers you almost feel
Make her walk or make her kneel
Oh, shes almost human beneath that cuban heel
Whos that down at the bottom of the garden ?
Whos that hiding underneath the sofa ?
Who gets blamed whenever youre in trouble ?
Shes your friend and shes your double
Tiny steps almost real
Tiny fingers you almost feel
Make her walk or make her kneel
Oh, shes almost human beneath that cuban heel
Pretty little fashion face
Pick anyone up off the shelf
Though you say its a disgrace
You know you owe it to yourself
You can even shop around
Though you wont find any cheaper
Shes your baby now
You can keep her
Tiny steps almost real
Tiny fingers you almost feel
Make her walk or make her kneel
Oh, shes almost human beneath that cuban heel
song performed by by Elvis Costello
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The Quest for Ecstasy
Fingers touch and entwine
until they separate and wander.
Tongues touch and taste
whilst fingers delve then linger.
A desire for much more
whilst touching excites.
The closeness of the caress
causes passions to further ignite.
Tongues combine with fingers
in the quest for ecstasy.
The taste of what was promised
brings forth pure rhapsody.
poem by Orlando Belo
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you cannot blame me
if i have not touched your
cheek with my fingers
you were too high for my
reach and my hands are
feeling short of that distance
now that i am alone you
cannot blame me if i
touch myself with my own
hands and rub it like an
Aladdin's lamp when
i even have to stretch
myself and giggle and
then something in me
explodes and for all the
the women whom i have
not kissed i am none of
your goddamn business
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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What is not nailed down is mine. Anything that I can pry loose was not nailed down.
quote by Harlen Ellison
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Give Me A Poem
Touch my heart
so I can catch
the images so much alive.
Touch my ears
so I can hear
the tone and rhythm of sounds.
Touch my fingers
so I can build
the right words to write.
Touch my mind
so I can guard
the flow of my lines.
poem by Elizabeth Padillo Olesen
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Stretch Out And Wait
On the high-rise estate
What's at the back of your mind ?
Oh, a three-day debate
On a high-rise estate
What's at the back of your mind ?
Two icy-cold hands conducting the way
It's the eskimo blood in my veins
Amid concrete and clay
And general decay
Nature must still find a way
So ignore all the codes of the day
Let your juvenile influences sway
This way and that way (this way)
This way and that way (this way)
God, how sex implores you
To let yourself lose yourself
Stretch out and wait
Stretch out and wait
Oh ... let your puny body, lie down, lie down
As we lie, you say
As we lie, you say
Stretch out and ...
Stretch out and wait
Stretch out and wait
Oh ... let your puny body lie down, lie down
As we lie, you say :
Will the world end in the night time ?
(i really don't know)
Or will the world end in the day time ?
(i really don't know)
And is there any point ever having children ?
Oh, i don't know
What i do know is we're here and it's now
So ... stretch out and wait
Stretch out and wait
There is no debate, no debate, no debate
How can you conciously contemplate
When there's no debate, no debate ?
Stretch out and wait
Stretch out and wait
Stretch out and wait
Wait
Wait
Wait
Wait
song performed by by Smiths
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From A Diving Board
you climb this certain height
towards the place
where the diving board is situated
you look down
and the pool looks like a square
the people watching you somehow
looking like ants looking at you
and then you stand still
look to the sky
and take a deep breath
you make the last pose
and then jump overboard
there is that feeling of falling
as you stretch your legs
and hold your hips with your hands
you tumble down in the circles
that you are making
and then you stretch your arms and hands
like you are a long pole
and touch the still water at last
you make the splash
and tell yourself in such a short event
this must be death
you plunge down
not touching the depth of the floor
you rise up again
and touch and rub your eyes
you see them and now you realize
this must be life
you tell yourself again
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Twenty-five Fingers
(mccartney-macmanus)
Twenty five fingers baby
I love your nails I love your touch
I love to touch you baby
It never fails to kill me
Some say gimme five
But Ill give you ten
You could make it twenty
But youre holding out again
Think it over think it over baby
Well think it over think it over baby
I will always love you
That cant be denied
Love you up until the day
That heaven knows Ive tried
For the time being I will tell you this
Id love to love you love to love you
But theres something missing
Baby listen unconditionally
Put your hand in my hand and surrender to me
Think it over think it over baby
Well think it over think it over baby
Twenty five fingers feel so divine
Twenty five fingers wish you were mine
Wish you were mine
Well so our hands met and twenty fingers entwined
I couldnt help I couldnt help but see
She didnt quite believe me
She said listen cause theres one little thing
Where did you get that lovely wedding ring
Think it over think it over baby
Well think it over think it over baby
Some things are forbidden
Never meant to be
Well that might be all right for you
But not for you and me
Twenty five fingers feel so divine
Twenty five fingers wish you were mine
Wish you were mine
song performed by by Elvis Costello
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So he refuses to talk
He twirls a flower
Instead between
His fingers
Then the other said
I must speak
For words to be
Passed on
Then the heavens
Speak by
Changing the seasons
A hundred more
Are born
He fears
That when the heavens
Speak some more
There will be
No more justice
To the words
Of Men
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Truth beyond words
So he refuses to talk
He twirls a flower
Instead between
His fingers
Then the other said
I must speak
For words to be
Passed on
Then the heavens
Speak by
Changing the seasons
A hundred more
Are born
He fears
That when the heavens
Speak some more
There will be
No more justice
To the words
Of Men
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Avenue Of Hope
Along the avenue of hope
The footsteps falter, the fingers grope
and days, stretch out, beneath the sun
No-one's born, and no-one dies, no-one lives, so no-one cries
and we wait to see just what we will become
Don't let me falter, don't let me ride
Don't let the earth in me subside
Let me see just who I will become
You're like the clouds in my home town
You just grow fat and hang around
and you're days stretch out beneath the sun
and you don't live, you don't die, you don't love so you don't cry
and we wait, to see just what we will become
Don't let me borrow, don't let me bring
Don't let me wallow, don't make me sing
Let me see just who I will becomee
Don't let me falter, don't let me hide
Don't let someone else decide
Just who or what I will become
Don't let them borrow, don't let them bring
Don't let them wallow, don't make them sing
Let them stretch out beneath the sun
song performed by by I Am Kloot
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War Heel!
Thrusters are steadying; hounds at a loss,
Checked at the stile leading into the lane,
Feel for it forward and feather across,
Keen to recover their quarry again.
Horsemen sit silently watching the pack;
Nothing is heard but the clinking of steel,
Then a low whimper-one hound running back-
‘ 'War' heel, there! 'War' heel!'
Life's but a heart-stirring hunt at the best.
Checked by old memories, bid them begone!
Fling to the front with a laugh and a jest,
All that you seek for is for'ard and on !
Never look backward and never repine,
Keep with the pack as they scatter and wheel,
Turn from the years that have trampled the line!
'War' heel, there! 'War' heel!'
poem by William Henry Ogilvie
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It's the generally accepted privilege of theologians to stretch the heavens, that is the Scriptures, like tanners with a hide.
quote by Desiderius Erasmus
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Hi Heel Sneakers
Put on your hi heel sneakers,
Honey put your wig-hat on your head,
Honey on your head.
Put on your hi heel sneakers,
Honey put your wig-hat on your head,
Alright.
You better pass some boxing gloves
In case this foreman wanna fight.
Put on your hi heel sneakers,
Honey get your wig-hat on your head,
Honey, on your head.
Put on your hi, hi heel sneakers, darling,
Honey youre gonna wear your wig-hat on your head.
Yeah
When Im steppin out tonight, baby
I do believe, Im really gonna knock em dead, oh!
song performed by by Janis Joplin
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Hi-Heel Sneakers
Put on your hi heel sneakers,
Honey put your wig-hat on your head,
Honey on your head.
Put on your hi heel sneakers,
Honey put your wig-hat on your head,
Alright.
You better pass some boxing gloves
In case this foreman wanna fight.
Put on your hi heel sneakers,
Honey get your wig-hat on your head,
Honey, on your head.
Put on your hi, hi heel sneakers, darling,
Honey you're gonna wear your wig-hat on your head.
Yeah
When I'm steppin' out tonight, baby
I do believe, I'm really gonna knock 'em dead, oh!
song performed by by Paul McCartney
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