A cat's rage is beautiful, burning with pure cat flame, all its hair standing up and crackling blue sparks, eyes blazing and sputtering.
quote by William S. Burroughs
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Because Of You
I was so hypnotized
By the smile in your eyes today
Flying free as a bird
Caught inside every word you say
I want everyone to see...
This is big time
This is larger than life
See the sparks fly
When you're standing by my side
Every step, every move, everything I do
Life is beautiful because of you
Every breath that you give
You're my sweet oxygen my friend
You made me follow it fast
So my dreams could get past the end
I want everyone to feel...
This is big time
This is larger than life
See the sparks fly
When you're standing by my side
Every step, every move, everything I do
Life is beautiful because of you
How did I survive before you came into my life?
Now I'd do anything at all, anything at all
For you
This is big time
This is larger than life
See the sparks fly
When you're standing by my side
Every step, every move, everything I do
Life is beautiful because of you
Oh all because of you
Because of you
Bacause of you
Everything I do
Life is beautiful because of you
This is big time
This is larger than life
See the sparks fly
When you're standing by my side
Every step, every move, everything I do
Life is beautiful because of you
Because of you
song performed by by Meat Loaf
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Devil Music
They called him 'master'...
When he came.
To take them from the comfort of their homes.
Stripped of treasures,
And their names.
With nothing they could say,
And silent broken hope!
Forced to worship,
Strange deities.
And folks who treated them
Like they were beasts.
Some tried to flee,
The increasing heat.
But many found themselves soon in defeat.
The blazing burned their feet.
And the ones who ran were chased like enemies.
This fire...
It kept on burning!
Burning, burning, burning...
Out of control.
The 'master'...
Desired this fire.
To burn, burn, burn
Out of control!
Morning, noon and night
They'd call him devil.
And sang the music to him that he loved.
They would dance.
And together clap their hands.
This devil music kept them in a hold!
Yes,
The fire...
It kept on burning.
Burning, burning, burning...
Out of control.
The 'master'...
He kept the fire.
Burning, burning, burning
Out of control.
Yes this fire,
It kept on burning!
Burning, burning, burning
Out of control.
I said the fire...
It still keeps burning!
And it's blazing in a rage,
That's out of control!
The spreading flame...
Became higher.
So high it fixed in young minds,
Sold by the old!
Yes,
The fire...
It kept on burning.
Burning, burning, burning...
Out of control.
The 'master'...
He kept the fire.
Burning, burning, burning
Out of control.
Burning, burning, burning
Out of control.
Burning, burning, burrrrrnin...
Out of contrrroooool.
'ssssyesssss...
Children! '
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Beautiful Blue Eyes
Blue eyes so full of life
A wonder all of their own
So beautiful and precious
Oh to see those eyes smile
Such a beautiful sight
How I love to look into those eyes
When I look into them
A kind of peace comes over me
Beautiful blue eyes
Always haunting me
...teasing me
Reminding me of what I want...can't have
Why do they haunt me so
When will I be free of them
Constantly held captive by those blue eyes
Beautiful blue eyes
Always there
A reminder of what I want...can't have
Such beautiful blue eyes
Beautiful blue eyes...
poem by Grace Hays
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A Sea Blue
In Gods image there is you.
All while standing in a sea of blue.
With eyes so bright and made of blue.
All while standing in a sea of blue.
You made my world safe while you were here.
All while standing in a sea of blue.
You gave me love and showed me understanding.
All while standing in a sea of blue.
And when you died it broke my heart.
All while standing in a sea of blue.
I'll never forget those precious moments.
All while standing in a sea of blue.
poem by Kim Blahut
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In The Dark, Painted Pink
eyes blazing in the dark
do not be slumbered
by sleek black hair
and soft touching
of breath from
ripened lips of red
eyes blazing in the dark
do not fall into sleep's abyss
as gentle touch
fingers promises on brow
with polished nails
pointed painted pink
eyes blazing in the dark
do not drift in dreams
of allures sweet scent
such intoxicates
and dims the wit
of weary men
eyes blazing in the dark
look into souls
and reflect
what is within;
eyes blazing in the dark
poem by David Taylor
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Tiger eyes
Beautiful blue, tiger eyes,
You’ll reign on me once more.
For your heart I will remain,
‘til you forget what came before.
Beautiful blue, a cloudy blue,
A smoke screened, lazy stare.
I beg that you just look at me
I need to know you care.
Beautiful blue, a brighter blue,
I see it in your eyes.
As you stand there, in front of me,
Stripped naked are the lies.
Beautiful blue, a soulless blue,
So much is lost inside.
I fear that when I find you
Fear and loathing shall reside.
Beautiful blue, a complex blue,
Life threw at you a twist.
You won’t feel that things are changing,
‘til you believe you should exist.
Beautiful blue, my baby’s blue,
We lay still on the floor.
For your heart I will remain
Until you reign on me once more.
poem by B. Sheldrick
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Living Happily Ever After
We used to strike sparks
off each other.
Our eyes would meet
or our hands,
& the blue lightning of love
would sear the air.
Now we are soft.
We loll
in the same sleepy bed,
skin of my skin,
hair of my head,
sweat of my sweat-
you are kin,
brother & mother
all in one,
husband, lover, muse & comforter;
I love you even better
without sparks.
We are pebbles in the tide
rolling against each other.
The surf crashes above us;
the irregular pulse
of the ocean drives our blood,
but we are growing smooth
against each other.
Are we living happily ever after?
What will happen
to my love of cataclysms?
My love of sparks & fire,
my love of ice?
Fellow pebble,
let us roll
against each other.
Perhaps the sparks are clearer
under water.
poem by Erica Jong
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Vision in White and Blue
The eyes, the blue, the smile
The skin, the hair
Those socks, prim, upright
Spectacularly beautiful; the blue, the pink
The breath, the ripples, the heart pounding
The arm, protective, the nibbling kisses
That short sleeved shirt; white
Spectacularly beautiful; the almost transparent, the so light brown
The mouth, the saliva, the other's mouth
The exchange, the lips
The spit; dripping down
Spectacularly beautiful; the red, the pink
The white, the hand, shy, the delicate nod
The revelation, the shiver
Sleek; strokes as satin
Spectacularly beautiful; the pure white, the pink
The rhythm, the fingers, the dance
The music, the twisted lip
Faster, relentless, the smile
Spectacularly beautiful; the blue, the pink
poem by Timothy Marshal Nichols
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Love You 'till Tuesday (Top Gear, 24.12.67)
Just look through your window, look who sits outside
Little me is waiting, standing through the night
When you walk out through your door I'll wave my flag and shout
Ohh, beautiful baby
My burning desire started on Sunday
Give me your heart and I'll love you till Tuesday
Da da da dum
Da da da dum
Da da da dum
Da da da dum
Who's that hiding in the apple tree, clinging to a branch
Don't be afraid it's only me, hoping for a little romance
If you lie beneath my shade, I'll keep you nice and cool
Ohh, beautiful baby
I was very lonely till I met you on Sunday
My passion's never-ending and I'll love you till Tuesday
Da da da dum
Da da da dum
Da da da dum
Da da da dum
Da da da dum
Da da da dum
Da da da dum
Let the wind blow through your hair, be nice to the big blue sea
Don't be afraid of the man in the moon, because it's only me
I shall always watch you until my love runs dry
Ohh, beautiful baby
My heart's a flame, I'll love you till Tuesday
My head's in a whirl and I'll love you till Tuesday
Love, love, love, love you till Tuesday
Love, love, love, love you till Tuesday
Da da da dum
Da da da dum
Da da da dum
Da da da dum
Da da da dum
Da da da dum
Da da da dum
Da da da dum
Da da da dum
Da da da dum
Da da da dum
Well, I might stretch it till Wednesday
song performed by by David Bowie
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Love You Till Tuesday
Just look through your window, look who sits outside
Little me is waiting, standing through the night
When you walk out through your door Ill wave my flag and shout
Ohh, beautiful baby
My burning desire started on sunday
Give me your heart and Ill love you till tuesday
Da da da dum
Da da da dum
Da da da dum
Da da da dum
Whos that hiding in the apple tree, clinging to a branch
Dont be afraid its only me, hoping for a little romance
If you lie beneath my shade, Ill keep you nice and cool
Ohh, beautiful baby
I was very lonely till I met you on sunday
My passions never-ending and Ill love you till tuesday
Da da da dum
Da da da dum
Da da da dum
Da da da dum
Da da da dum
Da da da dum
Da da da dum
Let the wind blow through your hair, be nice to the big blue sea
Dont be afraid of the man in the moon, because its only me
I shall always watch you until my love runs dry
Ohh, beautiful baby
My hearts a flame, Ill love you till tuesday
My heads in a whirl and Ill love you till tuesday
Love, love, love, love you till tuesday
Love, love, love, love you till tuesday
Da da da dum
Da da da dum
Da da da dum
Da da da dum
Da da da dum
Da da da dum
Da da da dum
Da da da dum
Da da da dum
Da da da dum
Da da da dum
Well, I might stretch it till wednesday
song performed by by David Bowie
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Beautiful On The Inside
It is so sad
It's such a shame
You must not let yourself go
Look at your face
Look at those beautiful eyes
What do you do to yourself
What will they think
If they see you eat
If they see you standing there
You have such a beautiful head
You have such beautiful hair
Come on, do something about it
But mom I am pretty
Beautiful inside
Are you not seeing that tear
Stop whining
About my weight
I'm an emotional roller coaster
Live and let live
I know myself really
And I don't like that too
But I am beautiful, on the inside
And beautiful on the outside
Only you can't see that sometimes,
But I don't care anymore (hey, I'm 44!)
poem by Katinka Havermans
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The Mystic Blue
Out of the darkness, fretted sometimes in its sleeping,
Jets of sparks in fountains of blue come leaping
To sight, revealing a secret, numberless secrets keeping.
Sometimes the darkness trapped within a wheel
Runs into speed like a dream, the blue of the steel
Showing the rocking darkness now a-reel.
And out of the invisible, streams of bright blue drops
Rain from the showery heavens, and bright blue crops
Surge from the under-dark to their ladder-tops.
And all the manifold blue and joyous eyes,
The rainbow arching over in the skies,
New sparks of wonder opening in surprise.
All these pure things come foam and spray of the sea
Of Darkness abundant, which shaken mysteriously,
Breaks into dazzle of living, as dolphins that leap from the sea
Of midnight shake it to fire, so the secret of death we see.
poem by David Herbert Lawrence
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The Kiss
She turns her head gently
From left to right
And from right to left,
Avoiding my blazing lips.
Her shiny ebon hair
Gracefully frames her charming face.
I look into her eyes
And I see in them
The blue waves of the sea,
The flight of birds very high,
The azure serenity of the sky.
I look into her eyes
And I see in them
The green tranquility of the forest
Happiness and sadness,
Her beautiful soul, suffering and love,
The pristine spirit of an ivory dove.
I look into her eyes
And I see in them
The pure white blossoms of Lily
And the sun rising over the mountain,
The bliss and joy of life, the sorrow and the pain.
She turns her head gently
From right to left
And from left to right
Until my lips meet with hers
And I kiss her enchanted, throbbing and trembling.
Time stands still, only the hour grows thin,
Her delicate fingers plough my bare skin.
poem by Paul Hartal
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To Sylvia Plath
You had awaken with a burning flame
trying to keep a small universe in your hands
while you turned your eyes to the almighty Father
with words that are unquenchable on paper
you thought about pain, exhaustion.
You had awaken with a burning flame,
to people that did not regard your words
you wanted to give life with all its blemishes,
while you turned your eyes to the almighty Father
until you could not go on anymore
when your courage, your life force started to diminish.
You had awaken with a burning flame,
where you tried to set the fire ablaze again
with nothing further to hold on to
while you turned your eyes to the almighty Father,
you turned your hands to your own life
and it was gone, had vaporise like dew;
you had awaken with a burning flame
while you turned your eyes to the almighty Father.
poem by Gert Strydom
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The Flame
I find myself remembering things I thought I'd forgot
I thought I'd gotten over you but I can see I've not
And seeing you has made me realize how wrong I've been
And the torch I've carried for so long is burning bright again
The flame is burning bright again it just took my seeing you to know
That the flame had not burned out it just had flickered low
Yes I still love you just as much as I ever did before
The flame is burning bright again and I can't fight it anymore
Could it be your seeing me has set your heart on fire
Could it be old memories has filled you with desire
Oh if after all this time you find that you still feel the same
Then come and take my hand and walk with me into the flame
The flame is burning bright again...
song performed by by Dolly Parton
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As Sure As I'm Standin' Here
Sometimes I look at you
Sad and so beautiful
Young and alone
And so far from home
Much too much for you
Much too soon
Empty eyes gazin' all the moon
As sure as I'm standing here
You'll never have to be afraid
As sure as I'm standin' here
I'll try and help you find your way
Oh I swear, as sure as I'm standing here
You'll never need to be alone
You've got my word
as sure as I'm standing here
sometimes I look at you
sleepin' like a baby
your hair combed with sunlight
full of sweet days
you say nothin' matters
say you know how it is
did you think it would be like this?
But sure as standin' here
song performed by by Barry Manilow
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Beautiful Blue
Those true blue eyes
as cool as ice they freeze my poor heart
yet warm as skies whem stormclouds part
Those beautiful eyes
remind me of beaches I've only seen in dreams
and vast as the reaches of the purest streams
Those beautiful blue, blue eyes
are as deep as any ocean
but calm, with friendly notion
All these things I see in you
But can they see inside me too,
Those beautiful blue?
I wish I knew...
poem by Jason Cline
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I Remember You As You Were In The Winter
I remember you as you were in the winter,
with a warm cap worn like a kind of beret,
with the silences that were in your presence,
while your hair were autumn, your eyes
blazed with a kind of inner passionate fire
while the great wind swept rain and leaves
and your words, deeds and intimate sighs
in wonder went to the very depths of my soul.
While you embraced me like a morning glory
climbing against me constantly, always searching
for some deeper meaning, for more intimate bliss
while the timber of your voice was full of tranquilly.
I feel your eyes wandering and the sun is far gone,
with your brown cap, your autumn hair and blazing eyes,
while you are drawing me to you and now its summer
while your kisses glow with passionate burning fire.
Your memory constantly visits me, are always there
like fog rising in the early winter mornings
and to you I yearn, are like a migrating bird
always searching for the newest bright summer
and the memory remains of your presence
as you were in winter with a myriad
of small gestures, words, intimate sighs
with hair of autumn, green blazing bewitching eyes.
poem by Gert Strydom
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(Growing Pains) Blue
Blue was his colour, he always said. Went with his ice-blue Michael Caine eyes.
Midnight blue velvet suit, in the seventies, their twenties. (She stroking nightly its nap as they sat on her hard two-seater sofa, until he exposed the smooth contrast of the skin beneath.)
His wedding suit a sky-blue linen creation. (Her parents late to the ceremony, she, tearstained at the flower-decked registry office table, hearing her mother breathe, ”Isn’t he beautiful”)
Cerulean and cobalt shirts in the eighties (pure cotton, hell to iron, but hell, she was still in love.)
Prussian blue golf shoes and an ultramarine Armani fleece in the nineties, as far as she could recall.
He bought her a cloud-blue Honda car to do the shopping in, just before she decided to head off into the blue.
In it, she struck out on a polychrome adventure, alone, drove towards the lurid sunset to look for gold at the end of her rainbow.
When they met again, she saw that at some point his eyes had faded to grey, along with their hair.
Blue was still his colour.
poem by Janice Windle
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Keep The Flame Burning
Standing at the crossroads, were the future meets the past
Oh cant you feel, theres magic in the air
Were noble knights and mighty men, with the power to assay
Faithful and true, let our deeds show you the way
Glorious, we live and we die
Our courage will unite
In our hands we hold the future, carry on
In our hearts, eternally, we keep the flame burning
Hear the sound of roaring thunder, and the sound of raging steel
In the battle of thrust our sprits will reveal
Glorious, wed rather die
With honour than to live with shame
In our hands we hold the future, carry on
In our hearts, eternally, we keep the flame...
Burning deep inside forever, shining on
And in our hearts for all eternity we keep the flame burning
We stay as we are, now the first crusade is won
Let it be written, let it be done
In our hands we hold the future, carry on
In our hearts, eternally, we keep the flame...
Burning deep inside forever, shining on
And in our hearts for all eternity we keep the flame burning
song performed by by Hammerfall
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