Girl on the street
On one cloudy night you came
while it felt as all the world
was rushing by
and cars were driving
up and down in the street.
You’re pretty face
was wet from the rain
and you were sheltering
next to a lighted display windowpane.
Some innocence was in your eyes,
but it was clear that you
had experienced life
and a shared cigarette was enough
to bring you close to me.
You kissed me without any reason
and your desire was burning,
on your hot soft lips
and you smiled
and hugged me for a moment.
I smelled your perfume
and your soft hair
brushed my face
and you were sweet and hot,
and a car stopped
and you had simply left.
poem by Gert Strydom
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I Could Have
i could have kissed you on your lips
and hugged you tight
and caressed your breasts
and licked your whole
white soft body
that night all i did was simply imagine
savoring your eyes
with my gaze
i did not even caress your hair
and touch
your finger
that night i was so foolish
when you left
i did not bother asking you to stay
i was so foolish
i simply wrote you this poem
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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I Once Looked At A Face
I once looked at a face
which in a single glance spoke volumes to me,
the traffic lights, the cars
the other people on the sidewalk
went by unnoticed
The glittering of her eyes
their colour and expression
her slender nose, her dimpled cheek
her lustrous dark hair
made a lasting impression
as if I was looking at an ideal form
but there was more to it than just that
and her sparkling laughter
the way that she threw her hair back
had an own significance
Yet more stunning was her actions
of which years later I am still trying
to decipher the meaning
as she walked up to me
flinging her arms around my neck
She drew my head down to hers
her perfume was enchanting
her lips sweet, soft and hot against mine
and there was a kind of electricity
while she kissed me
I was totally dumbfounded
while her laughter
was both sweet and serene
and she was a stranger to me
but extremely pretty
She looked at me
for another moment in excitement
with a smile on her lips
before she walked away
with swinging hips
poem by Gert Strydom
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Between Hatred and Desire
He thought I was sleeping
but I was not.
I felt his heavy stares on me,
I heard his heavy sighs.
And then for a magic moment
he touched my face;
so soft that i could feel
feathers kissing my dainty cheeks.
And then for a pretty moment
he said those pretty words;
so soft that i could hear
eternity from heaven in his voice.
He touched my face
with murmurs of delight...
oh, how i wish the stars would
fall tonight!
I was caught between
my hatred and desire...
as i felt his body close to mine,
I fairly fought the fire.
I tried so hard to ignore
but his presence stirred my blood.
Did he hear my heartbeats racing
as I struggled deep inside?
I wish I was sleeping
but I was not.
poem by Jessel Jane Tevar
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On The Sea
No fog clear in the moonlight
The stars shine so bright nows the time
I close my eyes - soft wind touch my face
Cool sand upon the place where I once kissed you
And held you close
Now I will reach for the stars
Because oh my love, thats where you are
Chorus:
Though the storms of black night rage on
I still see your face
I still feel your lips on mine
And though my heart feels all alone without you
I still hear you sing to me
I still hear your voice on the sea
Waves crash break the silence
Gulls cry a song of lament
I walk on through the stormy night
The air cries flash of anger
Dark night enshrouds the stranger all alone without you
Now I will reach for the stars
Because oh my love, thats where you are
Chorus
No fog clear in the moonlight
The stars shine so bright nows the time
I close my eyes - soft wind touching my face
Cool sand upon the place where I once kissed you
And held you close
Now I will reach for the stars
Because oh my love, thats where you are
Chorus
song performed by by Vertical Horizon
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To a very special girl
Making love
should come naturally,
should be something of passion,
filled with romance
and there should be stars in your eyes,
while they smoulder with lust,
a sweet kind of serenity gracing your pretty face
with a soft burning candle or two
and some soft music playing
but with you my love
I am like a survivor
from a sunken ship,
clutching at driftwood
while the storm
is still gathering in force
and your petite body entices me
leaving me swept out
on a new beach
with eyes clutched shut
after almost drowning
which I still have to explore
to map it in my mind,
to find all the secret spots
and while the night passes
far too quickly
you are torn from me
by time and circumstance
and I see your eyes
glittering big in the flare
of a cigarette
and your smell
and that of the cigarette
fills my head, my heart
while your skirt unnoticed by you,
hinge up a perfect leg
and the litheness
of your slender body
is etched against the night sky.
poem by Gert Strydom
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On The Long Road To Pagadian
1979. rough times.
there was this
no man's land.of
rebels
dead bodies
were unaccounted for
on the road to
Pagadian.
we were on the bus.
it was a long travel
north of this
coastal island
the seagulls were
at sea looking
for a catch of
silvery fish
we pass them by
the bus was muddy
and the rain fell
hard on the roof
and we closed the
glass window
afraid to get wet
slowly your weary head
inclined towards
my muscular chest
and rested there
and you began to
sleep soundly and
weave your own dreams
i smelled your soft, black hair
and i saw a beautiful face
with luscious lips
red as a rose in bloom
an inch away from mine
i could have kissed you
without your knowing
a slight touch could have
perfected love
on your cheek
but i didn't.
Now i ask myself
if i ever have any regret
living a longer life in this
world. I have an answer.
it was a long, long travel.
and we at last arrived there.
the rain stopped.
the sun started to shine.
i still ask: why did i not kiss you?
why did i not even ask your name?
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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My prayers
I touched your cold hands
hands that worked the land
caressed your tousled hair
hair that had known flair
kissed your silent lips
lips that sweet secrets keep
My prayers in vain
tears leaving stain
Your words lodged themselves
deep in the crevices and shelves
awaiting the moment of freedom
to shine in the kingdom
I touched her little hands
hands that hold no plan
caressed her soft hair
hair that dances in the air
kissed her sweet lips
lips that smile at the tips
My prayers in pain
soul bare lain
Her laughter clear as bells
chasing away spells
dispersing shadows with her light
casting wrongs putting them right
Your words came flying back
Have faith tho thee lack
it will sustain thee
in life without plea
My prayers in gratitude
love in servitude
Breath That Said Goodbye
The breath that said Goodbye
Drooped eyelids a pale face the final breath of Goodbye
The moment did come as the little one hugged a sobbingly cry
Leaving the night so quiet and the coldness stealing the heart
With a surge of sadness emptiness and the dawn to part
The strong face the smile the days the so many shared
The times spent confusion, conflict, worries always spared
Priceless memories everywhere, as tears keep rushing in
Fragrance of love the laughter everything that once was seen
Left with pain inside that can’t be seen can’t be heard nor felt
Time alone will help not, to God with the little one hopefully knelt
Tomorrow brings one never knows the future being a mystery
Life meets many an emotional battles till the end of the journey
poem by Shirani Ibrahim
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And The Bus Took Us Home
I saw him in the distance,
he looked so pale and old.
Of late the skin had thinned
and his eyes were not so bold.
I saw him in the distance,
and raced to catch him up
but I was far too slow
and soon ran out of puff.
He stopped just at the bus stop,
looking tired and frail.
Breathless I caught up with him
and took his arm with care.
'Hello dad', I spluttered
and kissed him on the cheek.
His skin felt paper thin,
and soft beneath my lips.
His eyes lit up to see me,
his worry lines relaxed,
then he smiled happily
and I smiled back.
The bus pulled up beside us,
we struggled to a seat.
I snuggled up to dear old dad,
who felt so good to me.
I chatted on quite merrily
‘til I noticed he was sleeping,
I tucked my hand right into his
and listened to him breathing.
poem by Ruth Walters
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Time sneaks past so quickly
Time sneaks past so quickly
when you lie next to me
and I would like to have it different.
The dark night throws long shadows
that draws fingers over your cheeks
and the intimate smell
of you and me
is like the scent of rain
that brings new life.
You big breasts are pointed and soft
and I feel every time
that you take a breath
and soft hot air
blows against my cheek
like a confession,
that still catches
the earlier passion.
Somewhere in the late night
your whole body
lies hot against mine
and your auburn hair
tickles my face,
while your soft and warm lips
find mine
and it’s blissful
to have you against me once more.
poem by Gert Strydom
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Rainy Day Under Trees
She stood with you
under the trees
the rain falling hard
the Sunday church service
had been a wet affair
the walk home together
then the bus
to the end of the road
and she said
Is it ever going to stop?
her hair was limp
and hung over
her forehead
her eyes bright
her complexion white
Sure
you said
But I've built an ark
in the woods behind
just in case
and she laughed
and took your hand
and said
How any animals
have you got so far?
Couple of woodlice
and beetles
and the odd worm or so
and you smelt
the scent on her
the warmth
of her hand
in yours and you both
under the trees
out of the rain
but the drops fell through
You remember that time
we went to the hay barn
to keep out of the rain
and we were wet through
and took of our clothes
and lay in the hay?
she said
snuggling closer to you
No can't say I do
you said
and she smack your arm
and said
Oh yes you do
and there was a break out
from the sun
through the branches
as if you say
I' still here
I'm trying to get through
and she looked at you
and you smiled
and said
I can still smell the hay
and you lying there
beside me
and the damp clothes
hanging over the hay bale
and you and I close
and warmth
and then she put
her finger to her lips
and shushed you
and drops of rain
came onto her head
Let's keep it kind of holy
she said
and kissed your damp ear
her lips like a blessing
soft skin on soft skin
and she moved away
and the rain eased
and you both moved out
into the woods
pleased.
poem by Terry Collett
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Pretty Lil' Princess
A pretty little princess danced before my eyes
Soon we shared these loving longing sighs
Skin so fair i feared it would shatter
If my hand were to touch it with just a soft patter
Long silky black hair bright rosy cheeks
I drempt of her each night for weeks and weeks
Skin so fair, such ebony hair
I longed to see her pose so i could sit and stare
Rosy red rosy cheeks
I hear a symphony when she speaks
Golden smile of pearly white teeth
A blossoming bloom just out of reach
My heart to hold my soul to teach
A blossoming bloom is not out of reach
At last I have held her and she did not melt
At last she knows what passion i've felt
So many days her radiant beauty shined
So many days on thoughts of her i've dined
A radiant beauty with ebony hair
I long to pose her and sit and stare
I long to kiss her skin so fair
This radiant beauty with ebony hair
Pretty little princess stands on her tiptoes
kissed my face and kissed my nose
Pretty little princess alights up off the ground
I know for a while i must have you around
poem by Beau Golden
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Love Kills
I came here for you.
I've watched you for days.
You're everything a man could ever want.
It's not just your face, your figure or your voice.
It's all the things I see in your eyes.
I see a crazy calm.
You're ready to face what you have to face.
But you don't want to face it alone.
She's soft and warm and almost weightless.
Her perfume a sweet promise
that brings tears to my eyes.
I tell her that I'll save her from whatever
she's scared of and take her far, far away.
I tell her I love her.
The silencer makes a whisper of the gunshot.
poem by Paddy Jansen
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Soft Clear Rain
Soft clear rain is falling
All over our fair town
Soft clear rain is falling
Washing the mean streets down
Soft clear rain is falling
Soaking into the concert drive
Soft clear rain is falling
Keeping things alive
Soft clear rain is falling
poem by Billy Proulx
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Soft & Wet
Hey, lover, I got a sugarcane
That I wanna lose in you,
Baby can you stand the pain
Hey, lover, sugar dont you see?
Theres so many things that you do to me
Ooo baby!
All I wanna see is the love in your eyes (hey, lover)
And all I wanna hear is your sweet love sighs
All I wanna feel is burning flames (hey, lover)
Tell me, tell me, baby, that u feel the same
Tell me that u feel the same way I do
Tell me that u love me girl
[wed be so lost, in our mouths, the best, I feel it everyday (every way)
U feel so wrong, be alone, if u just follow somebody someday]
Soft and wet
Soft and wet
Soft and wet
Soft and wet
Every time Im with you, you just love me to death
Ooo weee, baby. you leave me without...
Breath! ooo, baby! oooo, yeah
Youre just as soft as a lion tamed (hey, lover)
Youre just as wet as the evening rain
How will I take it when you call my name? (hey, lover)
Your love is driving me...
Youre driving me insane
Crazy, baby
Oh, girl
Crazy bout your love
Soft and wet (u know)
You are soft and wet (oh, sugar)
Your love is soft and wet
Soft and wet
song performed by by Prince
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Death Proposel
My hair flying in the wind
My face is hit by the soft rain
I wait by the bridge
He's supposed to be here
Here he comes
His face shows his nervousness
He reaches into his pocket
A box
A ring
I say yes
I jump into his arms
He spins
I kiss his wet lips
My hair is soaked
The rain is coming down harder
A car swerves
It misses me by inches
I hold my face in my hands
Underneath the stars
Lies a dead body
poem by Cheyenne Joyner
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I Remembered The Rain
I remembered the rain...
the day we sat together
watching the rain drops dancing before us
on the window before our eyes
I remembered your face...
the expression in your eyes
the frown on your brow
looking at the rain dancing before your eyes
I remembered you...
looking at me
with that soft, pained, wistful look in your eyes
knowing in the midst of the rain, around us
that you were trying to remember me
so that you would not forget my face
on the day we were finally apart
All that we ever had was the rain...
that day
And what we remembered
of each other's face in the shadow of the rain that day...
Now, without you...
I hear the rain...
only the rain, and remembering your eyes
that soft, pained, wistful look in your eyes
tearing me apart, crushing my heart
As I remember you...
Kiss Me Everything! ! !
Kiss me heart and said i'love you.
Kiss me from warm your eyes rays and said all better.
Kiss me from your sweet lips i'was everything.
Kiss me from your desire was embrace by you.i'was passing yearning fogs.
Kiss me with your soft face the angel gave peace on my heart.
Kiss me the rainbow gave the colour to illustrate my dreams.
Kiss me my blue clouds will lie down all tired i'to you.
Kiss me the green leaves penetrating freshness bellows of the heart and mind.
Kiss me the wind-the blowing wind continued the long breath in the life.
Kiss me the wave of the birds wings in the branch, stamped the love and the spirit.
Kiss me the flower and was kissed by me again went through the sun and the rain.
Kiss me the river gave my warm regards to the ocean.
Kiss me the nature said to my heart sweetheart.
I kissed him through all
the life breath in the world.
On a dream about you
On a dream about you
~
I dreamt about you last night
Where you lay in my arms sleeping
I kissed your brow goodnight
And held you as close as I dare
I closed my eyes and fell asleep
We lay together so peaceful
Upon waking still within the dream
I brushed back your hair
Saw you smiling back at me
Tightly we held each other
While we said our good mornings
You placed your head upon my chest
As I wished this moment to last
That we may never leave nor change
I told you I loved you
That I would make you my wife
I held you close in my arms
Kissed your fair lips
And awoke alone to write
On a dream about you
I dreamt last night
poem by Matthew Holloway
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The Masterpiece
Within the passion of your kiss I feel your soft sweet lips,
I caress your skin so gently with my loving fingertips.
I hear your cries of mercy and it stirs my very soul,
Your body is soft putty, a masterpiece for me to mould.
Frantic grasping touches mixed with loving longing sounds,
Strokes of wanton desire wrapped in passion that surrounds.
Trembling with desire that flows through us feeding on our lust,
Content within our being, we embrace the one we trust.
Pressure from my hands as now I begin to play,
Tremours of desire rip right through us as we lay.
Your breath it is suspended as my tongue now travels far,
It gives such a sweet sensation and you shine now like a star.
We are lost within the moment as our bodies do compress,
An electrifying sensation, your skin pressing on my chest.
The wetness of your tongue feels the prescence of my heat,
Our bodies are on fire as the two of us do meet.
There is a desperate hunger that is fueling both our needs,
As two lovers come together both now desperate to feed.
Taking all my passion, wanting, feeling only me,
The joy it is transcended, we become what we can be.
I hear your longing whimpers, the smiling face of you I see,
Watching as you writhe below, you lock your gaze on me.
Clutching fingers tightly there's heat and passion in this room,
Your eyes can see right through me, in you I long to be comsumed.
Pounding hearts beat faster, beads of sweat begin to drop,
Lost within a moment that neither one of us can to stop.
I bite your lips as we kiss and pull upon your hair,
Our bodies move in rythm in the steamy humid air.
The moment is upon us cries of passion grip us now,
As within each thrusting motion we release not knowing how.
As we lay within each other we remember what has been,
We lay looking in each others eyes, the dream it was so keen.
Within the passion of your kiss, I felt your soft sweet lips,
I caressed your skin so gently with my loving fingertips.
I heard your cries of mercy and it stirred my very soul,
Your body was soft putty a masterpiece that I did mould...
Spread the love... The peace will follow...
poem by Cosmic Dreamer
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