Dream Madam
Ever indebted I am to her beauty,
An eternal gratuity to her furtive grace.
She who spun this globe so astutely,
From saccharine thoughts beyond time and space.
Her love a visitorless treasure;
Her thoughts an endless stream of bliss.
Onward orbits her twining measure,
Inebriating ripeness upon her lips.
A billion pleasingly sweet princesses
In one glance of her gorgeous loveliness,
Beyond all pleasure a word addresses
Or borrows vocabulary to express.
My humble gratefulness could swim any sea,
A ravishing beauty she may ever be.
poem by Albert Price
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His vocabulary
her vocabulary
every word fits into its space
like a classroom
her vocabulary
each word carries its own weight
as it files into my mind
her vocabulary
notes of the morning birds
that strain to sing
her vocabulary
my mind polished
like silver
her vocabulary
the calisthenics of her mind
in my mind
her vocabulary
the precision of her mind
etched onto my heart
her vocabulary
sublime as a glass of
evening whisky
her vocabulary
strikes like
glitters of diamonds
his vocabulary
my brain has no space
to breathe
his vocabulary
every piece of writing
has become a thesis
his vocabulary
he asks to take him
as he is
his vocabulary
she feels he is not true
to his own feelings
his vocabulary
she asks it is weaned from
dictionary or experience
his vocabulary
she asks he is out to impress
or express
poem by John Tiong Chunghoo
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Beauty or Truth
How shall I love you
................in beauty or in truth?
Your beauty is plain to see,
Not something you can hide.
Your truth must you freely give me.
So deeply within you it abides.
I prefer to touch your beauty,
There in your eyes where it glows.
I cannot feel the truth
That in you somewhere grows.
I cannot taste the truth,
Sweet words in your mouth,
From deeper thoughts where it lies,
But your lips are tasty buds of everything alive.
I cannot smell the truth
................of your firmament,
But the perfume of your beauty
.................is the fragrance I long to sense.
I will love you in your beauty
.................embrace your breasts and womanness
And I will love you in your truth
.................nestled in your inner essence
I cannot desire the one and not the other.
I’m compelled to feel the beauty of your charms
And in your arms embrace the treasure of who you are
....................— even if it takes an eternity.
poem by Ben Gieske
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A sudden stare
Her eyes in a deep blue hue caught me,
they were prettier than eyes should be
and for a long moment as I drove by
time stretched out to an eternity.
Still I wonder about what I did see
when dumbfounded by her beauty,
there were thoughts that we did share,
as in almost a moment of ecstasy
but there was more to it than sudden bliss,
a gaze that I could not miss
in a kind of strange togetherness,
a departure from how life usually is
there were thoughts captured in each others stare,
and her beauty, her loveliness was rare
while we comprehended a kind of sudden joy
as if nothing else but we were there.
poem by Gert Strydom
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My Idea of beauty
Beauty is the sensation of your heart skipping a beat,
when eyes full of mischief glance at you...
Beauty is the smile which appears on your lips, when you think of the way he smiles at you...
Beauty is in the heart which touches another
Beauty is tender hands holding each other
Beauty is strong arms holding you warm
Beauty is in water, beauty is in weather,
beauty is in air, beauty is in life
Beauty is in love, beauty is in wind...
Beauty surrounds you days and nights
yet no one knows beauty's heights...
poem by Nitya Pillai
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Look Home
Retired thoughts enjoy their own delights,
As beauty doth in self-beholding eye ;
Man's mind a mirror is of heavenly sights,
A brief wherein all marvels summed lie,
Of fairest forms and sweetest shapes the store,
Most graceful all, yet thought may grace them more.
The mind a creature is, yet can create,
To nature's patterns adding higher skill ;
Of finest works with better could the state
If force of wit had equal power of will.
Device of man in working hath no end,
What thought can think, another thought can mend.
Man's soul of endless beauty image is,
Drawn by the work of endless skill and might ;
This skillful might gave many sparks of bliss
And, to discern this bliss, a native light ;
To frame God's image as his worths required
His might, his skill, his word and will conspired.
All that he had his image should present,
All that it should present it could afford,
To that he could afford his will was bent,
His will was followed with performing word.
Let this suffice, by this conceive the rest,
He should, he could, he would, he did, the best.
poem by Robert Southwell
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The muses kiss
Her beauty has stole my thoughts
Kept each word from my lips
While each kiss becomes a blessing
I find myself at a loss to speak
I long to lay beside her indefinitely
To close our tired eyes and sleep
That we may dream such dreams
We had never dared dream before
Beneath what moon we could lay
The open stars, the astral heavens
Full beautiful and endless
And there I see only my muse
She who swept in to steal my thoughts
Only to touch my heart in a way
That I had only previously believed
In each waking hour or dreaming state
I find myself, thoughts captivated
By the muse, those lips, her kiss
That have claimed my every word
Even that the heart forbids
poem by Matthew Holloway
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Natural Beauty
Sunrise to sunset
The fullness of beauty in life
Scarcely have we seen as of yet -
Salient the sky
With the inherent intensity of merely being,
And the penetrating pleasure of simply asking why,
Why, oh why
Do we live... into
The day we die.
Life's wonder lies in the passion
Of its open heart,
With loves natural beauty
Its greatest art-
So many poems
And songs to sing,
Portions of God
Grace to us does bring-
Obvious or hidden
Shown or unshown,
From such incredible depths
Beauty begs to be known.
The sun sets
The stars arise,
A billion, billion times
God's own natural beauty comes alive.
poem by Smoky Hoss
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Adriana
Divine is the name and you are to me a vison, moving through time and fire.The ritualistic mating of love birds my memeory casts has not
quenched my thirst or drenched my desire.Chance is prime and the choice is ripe to find that woman no treasure can measure.A weather
beaten road and I'm finally here beyond her face a gateway of all
my pleasure.No more pointless days no more tired search, a second life
of happiness looks in a proud stance.Thoughts of the future with
unreasonable excitement energy and possibilities strike in full-
tilted glance.Adriana, surpassing my dream my fantasy integrates
with my present creating an unrealized beauty.
poem by William Blackman
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Ravashing
When the sun is burning out
And the night is pouring in
Now is the time to run, run boy
Now is the time to hide
There's nobody out on the beach
There's nobody down in the woods
We're gonne do it alone
We're gonna do it outside -
And I can feel the air it's sticking to our skin so tight
And I can feel there's something in this air tonight --
-- I really got it bad
Tonight I really got it bad
Tonight I really got it bad
But it's still so good, so good
That I got it at all and it was
Ravishing, ravishing
And I love to see the moonlight
See it shimmer down my dress
It's so ravishing, ravishing
And the wind is like a finger
Tracing patterns on your chest
You're so ravishing
And I know
This is the season that we make our move
This is the season we've got something to prove
And this is the season I've got something to lose
Oh, it's now or it's never
So now and forever, we're
Ravishing, ravishing
Oh-wo-wo
Ravishing, ravishing
Oh-wo-wo
Ravishing, ravishing oh-wo-wo
It's all right
We'll be ravishing each other till the end of this endless night
It's all right, so right, it's all right, so right
And if an angel broke his wings
Would he come to you for parts
I need a couple of wings boy, boy
I need a reason to soar
And if the devil lost his fire
Could he count on you for sparks
There's something ws ought to try now
We ought to try it some more -
-- Than anything I ever wanted was to see the light
And there's e chance that we'll be glowing in the dark tonight -
I really got it bad
Tonight I really got it bad
I really got it bad
Tonight I rEally got it bad
But it still felt good -- so good --
--Just to get it at all, and it's so
Ravishing, ravishing
-And I can't believe the way the stars are shooting through your hair
You're so ravishing, ravishing
And it's just my luck tonight I don't have anything to wear
We're so ravishing
This is the season that we make our move
This is the season we've got something to prove
This is the season I've got something to lose
And all we ever really needed was
Ravishing, ravishing, Oh-wo-wo
Ravishing, ravishing, Oh-wo-wo
Ravishing, ravishing, oh-wo-wo
It's all right
We'll be ravishing each other till the end of this endless night
It's all right, so right, it's all right, so right
song performed by by Bonnie Tyler
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The Beautiful Romantic Space
Her heart is a beautiful romantic space
Her friendship is a divine love- message;
Is unforgettable flow of ecstasy
And invitation with bliss-giving beauty;
Is pleasant like simple and plain expression
Is tasty like creamy curd;
Shares companionship and makes mind serene
Lovingly caresses that sweet romantic space;
Such cooling is not available
In Ooty, Kodaikanal or Darjeling
Even doing penance in Himalayas
One can not attain such loving place;
The love and care of my beloved
Are natural flows
Resemble cuckoo’s melodious voice;
Her friendship is full of aesthetics
With her wide eyes she obliges affectionately
And gives alms of Bliss with grace and concern;
Her honey-filled lips speak sweet words
And her youthful body is full of treasures;
Her pretty face fills my thoughts
And always I dream about her;
That romantic space
Shares delicate touches on tender beds
And provides ecstasy of blissful union
And never lacks in anything;
Her body is delicate as flower
And sweetness pervades her every portion
She showers love and affection
And presents with warm hugs;
Her smile is brilliant as the shining stars
Her face resembles full moon
She stars in my heart
With her beauty and love;
Her romantic space is balm to disturbances
Her friendship is like moonlight
And she joined hands for nearness and intimacy with me
Causing exhilaration to me.
poem by Varanasi Ramabrahmam
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A Woman's Beauty
The beauty of a woman
Is not determined by a man
Her beauty can be found in her grace
Not just the beauty of her face
It can be found in her style
It can also be found in her smile
Her beauty is in her thoughts
Not just what she has been taught
It can also be found in her soul
It cannot go untold
Her beauty is within her
She does not need to lure
Anyone, because her presence
It is her whole essence
A woman’s beauty is in her heart
Her beauty is her art
She Walks...
She walks in beauty in my Dreams
She dances across the shadows of my mind
As the moonlight beams
Upon two souls entwined
All through the day and into the night
She walks in beauty in my dreams
In my memory, I hold her tight
Safe in my arms, sheltered from the screams
In the shadows my mind does teem
My thoughts my dreams, she does invade
She walks in beauty in my dreams
Across my heart in an endless parade
Love cascading, exploding in a brilliant flare
Flowing like a mountain stream
Until I am left with my dreams and where
She walks in beauty in my dreams
JPM 2/11/2008
Beauty, Beauty
Beauty, beauty in the light. Beauty, Beauty falling through. How sweet must beauty, beauty be. Beauty, beauty how it's happy. Beauty, beauty in the sky and in the grass. Beauty, beauty in the trees. Beauty, beauty on the ground. Beauty, beauty crawling on the ground. Beauty, beauty always climbing. Beauty, beauty that we are sirrounded by.
poem by Shania K. Younce
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Beauty is a Million Colors
Beauty is more than appearance
Beauty is love
The graceful wings of a dove
The endless imagination in a dream
Beauty is not always something that can be seen
Beauty is laughter
And the remembrance after
Beauty is hope
When you have no reason to
Beauty is he and she and me and you
Beauty is forgiving
No matter how hard
Beauty is kindness
Making the best of a mess
Beauty is tears
And overcoming your fears
Beauty is individuality
The courage to be yourself
Beauty is a book, sitting on a shelf
To define beauty,
An impossible task
Because truly,
Does anyone really know, I ask
Beauty is different to me
Than to you
I wonder if anyone ever knew
poem by Sareeah Keelyn
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Darling Dear.. Taste The Honey Drops!
Darling dear!
Taste the honey drops
and feel me thereafter-
ask your senses,
' which is sweeter more? '
' Oh..sweeter more is my feel of you! '
Roll on silky cushions
and touch my body thereafter-
ask your fingers,
' which is softer more? '
' Hey..softer more is your body sure! '
Taste the three kings of fruits
then taste my fruity lips-
ask your lips,
' which is tastier more? '
'Ah...tastier more are your ripened lips! '
Swim in the cool stream
then immerse yourself in my eyes-
ask your self,
' which gives you pleasure more? '
' Ha...your eyes gives me pleasure more! '
Enjoy the grandeur of sunset hours
and look at my beauty thereafter-
ask your eyes,
' which one is grandeur more? '
' Yea..grandeur more is your beauty! '
poem by Sundaram Chandrakalaadhar
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Hymn
Rise, O my soul! with thy desires to heaven,
And with divinest contemplation use
Thy time, when time's eternity is given,
And let vain thoughts no more thy thoughts abuse;
But down in darkness let them lie;
So live thy better, let thy worse thoughts die.
And thou, my soul, inspired with holy flame,
View and review with most regardful eye
That holy cross whence thy salvation came,
On which thy Saviour and thy sin did die!
For in the sacred object is much pleasure,
And in that Saviour is my life treasure.
To Thee, O Jesu! I direct mine eyes,
To Thee my hands, to Thee my humble knees;
To Thee my heart shall offer sacrifice;
To Thee my thoughts, who thoughts only see;
To Thee myself, myself and all I give;
To Thee I die, to Thee I only live.
poem by Sir Walter Raleigh
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Ravishing
(jim steinman)
Producer for bonnie: jim steinman
When the sun is burning out
And the night is pouring in
Now is the time to run, run boy
Now is the time to hide
Theres nobody out on the beach
Theres nobody down in the woods
Were gonna do it alone
Were gonna do it outside
And I can feel the air its sticking to our skin so tight
And I can feel theres something in this air tonight-
-l really got it bad
Tonight I really got it bad
Tonight I really got it bad
But its still so good, so good
That I got it at all and it was
Ravishing, ravishing
And I love to see the moonlight
See it shimmer down my dress
Its so ravishing, ravishing
And the wind is like a finger
Tracing patterns on your chest
Youre so ravishing
And I know
This is the season that we make our move
This is the season weve got something to prove
And this is the season Ive got something to lose
Oh, its now or its never
So now and forever, were
Ravishing, ravishing
Oh-wo-wo
Ravishing, ravishing
Oh-wo-wo
Ravishing, ravishing oh-wo-wo
Its all right
Well be ravishing each other till the end of this endless night
Its all right, so right, its all right, so right
And if an angel broke his wings
Would he come to you for parts
I need a couple of wings boy, boy
I need a reason to soar
And if the devil lost his fire
Could he count on you for sparks
Theres something we ought to try now
We ought to try it some more-
-than anything I ever wanted was to see the light
And theres a chance that well be glowing in the dark tonight-
I really got it bad
Tonight really got it bad
I really got it bad
Tonight I really got it bad
But it still felt good - so good -
- just to get it at all, and its so
Ravishing, ravishing
-and I cant believe the way the stars are shooting through your hair
Youre so ravishing, ravishing
And its just my luck tonight I dont have anything to wear
Were so ravishing
This is the season that we make our move
This is the season weve got something to prove
This is the season Ive got something to lose
And all we ever really needed was
Ravishing, ravishing
Oh-wo-wo
Ravishing, ravishing
Oh~wo-wo
Ravishing, ravishing oh-wo-wo
Its all right
Well be ravishing each other till the end of this endless night
Its all right, so right, its all right, so right
song performed by by Bonnie Tyler
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Book Of Suleika - Love For Love
LOVE for love, and moments sweet,
Lips returning kiss for kiss,
Word for word, and eyes that meet;
Breath for breath, and bliss for bliss.
Thus at eve, and thus the morrow!
Yet thou feeblest, at my lay,
Ever some half-hidden sorrow;
Could I Joseph's graces borrow,
All thy beauty I'd repay!
poem by Johann Wolfgang von Goethe
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Beauty Tastes…
Beauty tastes
like the ambience of clean air;
inexpressible, intangible and pure,
yet enthralling and sweet
like joyful tears of western waterfalls.
Beauty tastes
like cool water on a sunny day;
calming, hopeful and soothing
like my mother’s assuring tips,
Yet consuming and ravishing
Like Delilah’s oily lips.
Beauty tastes,
like trimmed lawns and greenhorns;
Fecund, fruity and fresh-
The orchard’s very best
springs out from beauty’s own nest.
poem by Ayokunle Omoyeni
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Beauty Is Upon You
Beauty is upon you like the rose without a thorn.
Beauty is upon you like the dew on grass each morn.
Beauty is upon you like the sapphire shining sea.
Beauty is upon you like the apple on the tree.
Beauty is upon you like the sunshine on the Earth.
Beauty is upon you like the day God granted birth.
Beauty is upon you like the wings on butterflies.
Beauty is upon you like the grace that God supplies.
Beauty is upon you like the diamond wedding ring.
Beauty is upon you like the season known as Spring.
Beauty is upon you like the little lambs that play.
Beauty is upon you like the snow on Christmas Day.
Beauty is upon you like the rainbows up above.
Beauty is upon you like the sentimental dove.
Beauty is upon you like the young bird new to flight.
Beauty is upon you like the shooting stars each night.
Beauty is upon you like the dolphins as they leap.
Beauty is upon you like the peace that comes with sleep.
Beauty is upon you like ten thousand whispering sighs.
Beauty is upon you like true love that never dies...
Beauty is upon you like true love that never dies...
Beauty is upon you like true love that never dies...
poem by Denis Martindale
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