I look at a picture of you
I look at a picture of you
and at times feel
as forever I am smitten
by your beauty,
the glance in your eyes
and the soft pink gloss of your lips
and I hold it in my fingertips
and a faint smell of perfume
takes me back
almost twenty years
and maybe I am a fool
but the kiss on the back
still has its magic.
poem by Gert Strydom
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My Pink Man
Pink is my colour,
wat wld i do without it, i wonder.
Pink is my mans colour,
which he aint shy to wear.
If u saw hm in hs pink shirt,
u wld definately kam to a halt, He is a total hunk.
I write lv letters to him in pink ink,
n watch his eyes blink
wen readin th letter in pink.
I love wearin pink blush,
coz wen he touches me my cheeks flush n i blush.
He gave me a pink rose
wen i wore my pink gloss
n kissd hs sweet lips
makin them turn as pink as my lip gloss.
Pink is th colour of hs door,
we'll slp on hs pink carpet on th floor
cz i wanna feel hs soft skin presd against mine 4 sure.
He is the one i live for,
he is th one to die for.
My pink man,
he's th reason y am nt a nun.
poem by Julie Njoki
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Some times people just don’t get me
Some people just see my face
Glossy lips mascara-coated lasses and
Pink Rosy checks but that’s just the out side
There is so much more to me more than pink hair
More than manicured nails more then a pair of denim jeans
More then what meets the eye sometimes I think people just don’t
Get me those are the times I sit alone in my room
Those are the times that seem to go on forever
Those are the times even beauty can’t fix
The times I sing out my heart the times I feel
No one loves me
Those are the time I have sweat pants on my fav hoddie
And my blonde and pink hair tied up tight
The time mascara runs down my face from the tears
And my hair is socked from the shower that’s sound of betting water
Muffled the sods so no one could hear
Then other times people get my they see the gloss the pink hair and fitted denim jeans
On top of it all the see the goofy glasses and they know I will never grow up
The times were my gloss has faded from smiling and chatting to them but my eyes are fixed on my black high top shoes and he knows I want to cry
Those are the times he holds my and makes things right
Those are the time were I don’t get him
poem by leona True
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Sometimes There is Forever
Here we are again,
Looking at each others eye
You hold my hand,
Playing around my finger,
And you kiss my lips like a thousand times
Here we are, standing at the meadow
Waiting for a new tomorrow
To feel the magic of sunrise
Together we stare at the blue sky
And whisper words that we swear to each other
That our love will last forever
Stronger than the tress that grew
Truer than the magic sparkle in our eyes
More than our hearts could ever show
That’s sometimes this love will be forever
Walking hand and hand
And feel your arms around me
Squeeze me tighter closer to you
Let me rest inside your arms
Let me listen to the music of your heart
Look into my eyes and see what is inside
You are my one romance here in my life
A very special love that I ever had
Let this moment will be forever
That could be sometimes there is forever
Wishing that moment will be forever
And I see in your eyes
All that you need to give is love
A love that we dream to be forever
That sometimes there is forever
poem by Cheryl Aldea
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A Love So Short Of Time
when we kiss
i close my eyes
and think
of you not as
forever
how i wish to have
immortality
no, the warmth
of your lips
does not last
a lifetime
no, the hold of
your arms
will be lost
in a minute
no, this ecstasy
will only be
for a second
i smell you
i feel you
running all over me
like a river
you cover all of me
like you are the sea
and the sky
for a while i am
lost in vast space
with me are
all the stars in
heaven
and then when
this kiss is over
i look at you
your face is all
flesh and cheekbone
and you lips close
there is no word
there is no need
to say anything
how short
love can be
yet i feel it
throughout my universe!
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Kiss Me, Kiss You
Kiss me, I know you want to
Kiss you, because I want to
Lips soft like butter
When you kiss me it makes my heart flutter
Kiss you, makes my heart sing
Kiss me, I hear the bells ring
With this love, it's not a thing
Holding me back
Do you feel me quiver?
Do you feel me shiver?
I don't need to have you
Inside of me to feel love
Kiss me, passion as our lips meet
Passion as we feel the heat
Kiss me, I want to feel free
Kiss you, come closer come and see
Love to most is the same
But with us our lips is the game
poem by Raesheka Antwine
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Like a Boss
Sometimes......
She wants to sweep her fingertips over the base of his throat as he throws his head back to laugh.
She wants to smell the salty ocean air through the pine trees and hear her own soft whimper as he bends to kiss her.
She wants to feel him whisper sweet, crazy words close to her ear and delight in the hidden shivers he brings to the depths of her.
She wants to let the heat from his hand burn her thigh.
She wants to pull his sweet breath inside her chest and hold it until she knows it has travelled to the centre of her.
She wants permission to stand close...very close...
Can he tell that his name starts deep inside her and rings and rings and rings? .......
Slowly, she opens her eyes and, ever ladylike, crosses her legs, hands folded over her knees, as the world comes back to focus
She wonders if this too shall pass
So she can get back to work!
© 2012
poem by Ruby Honeytip
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First Kiss
It's been years, many kisses
remembering that first kiss
after a date, behind a tree
on the playground, in the park
at the beach, at the movies
a romantic picnic or dinner
that special moment
the heat of passion
a sense of love
true or not sparks did fly
a soft one a hard one
sloppy or perfect
the kiss will be forever in our minds
lots of love, lots of slaps
to all the first kiss stands out
to many a kiss is a kiss
but the first will last forever
to remember that kiss
makes me miss the times we had
growing up so fast.
I wonder where my first kiss is
do you ever wonder where your first kiss went.
everyday the first kiss happens
the magic starts over and over
but my first kiss was in the rain
with a gal name Renee
I will cherish that first kiss
poem by Michael Peterson
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Magic Is In You
Magic is in your skin I want to be in
Magic is in your eyes for you the perfect size
Magic is in everything you wear down you your underwear’s
Magic is in your touch I want you so much
Magic is in your voice that makes me loose all choice
Magic is in your look for you have me open like a book
Magic is in your lips right down to you hips
Magic is in your kiss that I do miss
Magic is in the air when you are there
Magic is in your hair for you do care
Magic is in your being for you are worth seeing
Magic is in your nose right down to your toes
Magic is in your quirkiness for you are happiness
Magic is in your walk and the way you talk
Magic is in your style and that beautiful profile
Magic is in your laughter for I’ll stay ever after
Magic is in your cheek for you make me weak
Magic is in your arms that hold me tight makes me feel all right
Magic is in your face so sweet you’re good enough to eat
Magic is in your smile for you I’d walk more than a mile
Magic is in your arms to hold that chases away the cold
Magic is in your kindness for you have taken away my sadness
Magic is in your romance for you have given me a second chance
Magic is in your bosom felt I melt
Magic is in everything you say that makes my day
Magic is in everything and everywhere because you are there
Magic is in everything for the joy you bring
Magic is in everything come what may for in your life I’ll stay
Magic is in everything for sure for you are the one I adore
Magic is in everything you do for I love you
poem by Wilfred Mellers
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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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Gasping For Light
1
i built a fire in the yard.
slowly walked back into the house.
gathering everything of value.
my books, my clothes, my boots,
old photographs, letters, pictures,
everything i've ever written.
every memory.
took them outside,
and fed them to the fire!
and walked off barefoot
into the night.
2
lover, dance with me!
we call unto each other
from distances, through barriers,
breaking down walls of seperation;
through tears and angry silence,
echoing through the night.
i kiss your eyes, your lips,
the arch of your neck.
your fingertips, your feet,
the inside of your thighs.
your wetness.
you open your eyes,
and the shadow disappears!
3
spirits dance in the moonlight!
a soft wind rustles
through the trees.
the howl of a dog,
car lights on a forgotten road;
a screen door closes softly.
old house wrapped in stillness.
only a faint sound.
the footsteps of God
walking in your heart!
4
i can smell your perfume,
or maybe the scent of rain coming.
i can taste you in the
cool damp earth,
in the blood of a small animal
killed by a passing car,
in the cry of the baby
waking up hungry,
in the web of the spider.
in the hollow of my soul.
5
two moths lost in the darkness,
gasping for light.
poem by Eric Cockrell
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I Don't Mind
I'mma tell y'all
I'mma tell y'all a story
It's about a girl
Mmm, I can't even say a girl
She some'in' more like
She's more like an angel
Hmm...
Tell you her name
Ashanti
Princess
I wanna love you
I wanna hold you
Baby, I wanna kiss you
I wish you would look into my eyes
And let me love you
Let me hold you
Baby, I wanna kiss you
I wish you would look into my eyes
If you touch me here
I don't mind, oh, no
And if you kiss me neck
Baby, I don't mind, oh, no
I feel this tingling feelin'
Runnin' up and down my spine
So baby, let me love you
I wanna love you
I wanna hold you
Baby, I wanna kiss you
I wish you would look into my eyes
And let me love you
Let me hold you
Baby, I wanna kiss you
I wish you would look into my eyes
If you rub my back
Baby, I won't mind, oh, no, mmm
And if you kiss my lips
Baby, I won't mind, oh, no
I will feel your heartbeat next to mine
And slide right past my thighs
So baby, let me love you
I wanna love you
I wanna hold you
Baby, I wanna kiss you
I wish you would look into my eyes
And let me love you
Let me hold you
Baby, I wanna kiss you
I wish you would look into my eyes
I wanna love you
I wanna hold you
Baby, I wanna kiss you
I wish you would look into my eyes
And let me love you
Let me hold you
Baby, I wanna kiss you
I wish you would look into my eyes
song performed by by Ashanti
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Kiss......kiss........kiss.
kiss kiss kiss
the thing, you never want to miss.
there are many ways to kiss.
here are the best six.
when you get a gloss kiss.
i bet you will lick your lips.
the kiss of style vampire,
with it, you will never get tire.
the smooth touch of angel kiss,
is the one, you never want to miss.
spidermans kiss is the best,
you will urge for more, without rest.
the wet kiss of single lip.
is so tempting and romantic.
on top of all is the love kiss,
it takes you to the world of bliss.
so kiss, kiss, and kiss.
these don't ever miss...
Pink
A blush of pink:
She'd caught a roving eye -
He gave a wink.
Her smile had played a shy
And quaint florescence;
The siren of pubescence
Drew him in.
She bade him touch her hair,
Suggesting that he dare
To kiss her pulsing lips!
E'er the fool a man, he did:
The drips of blood began to cheer -
And so, another rid:
Tips of fangs are sharp, you know -
Dancing ivory feeds her soul -
See her claim a howl upon a chilling wind!
Slain, he lay across a crimson floor:
She grinned in her repletion.
A blush of pink;
Beneath a glowering sky
Her savoured drink
Was done.
Copyright © Mark R Slaughter 2010
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poem by Mark R Slaughter
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Love Of An Angel
the sweetness of ur smile the touch of ur soft skin the look of desire and beauty in ur pretty eyes the warmth of ur breath the feeling i hav for u the sun the stars the moon the heavens above paradise eternal now n forever more in ur arms is what i love most of all the kiss of ur lips the beating in ur heart that much i could always hold near and dear to me
no feelin could compare to such not wealth not fortune or fam not reconiztion jus a reconiztion for u beauty eternal everything that is devine is what u are in my eyes in my heart my soul always feel lit up with the love i get from you
poem by Dorian Suchelle
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Just A Kiss (unfinished? ?)
It was just a kiss,
just a meeting of lips,
a simple brush of fingertips,
nothing but a kiss
It was just a kiss,
just a collision of lips,
simply grasping fingertips,
nothing but a kiss
poem by Jess Terry
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English Rose
what tender beauty lays before me
I call her my English rose
lips red like petals and as soft
earthen eyes I could sink into
breathless I look on captivated
if only I could bathe in her scent
lay my head upon her bosom
and sleep against the softest skin
how beautiful my English rose
how strong this feeling pines
at my thoughts into my soul
here is a beauty unlike any other
tenderly sweet before my eye
I could hold this picture forever
and forever love my English rose
poem by Matthew Holloway
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You say that love like ours is eternal
You say that love
like ours is eternal
and I wonder how
to let moments stand still,
as if they never can pass on.
You embrace me with fire in every kiss,
with a look in your eyes
that does magical things to me.
You tell me that now
for the first time
you know that you are living
and I feel the pulse beat in your breast
under my fingers
while your nipple gets hard
and your bright blue eyes
are exceptionally beautiful
while you throw your blonde locks
with a movement
back over your shoulder.
When you walk away,
leaving a picture for my eyes,
your perfume still stays with me
and I know how happy I really am
but a few hours later
your are forever gone
and the decision
has been taken by destiny for you
and the angel of death
keeps avoiding me.
poem by Gert Strydom
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I Didn't Mean Too
If I had a rose for every sorry,
I'd have picked a whole field.
I'm sorry for all I have put you through,
All I can say is thank you,
For the good times you gave me.
I'm sorry for lying,
Now I can't stop crying,
I feel like I'm dying,
I can't stop trying,
To get you back.
And hold you in my arms,
Your face against my chest,
I'm so blessed,
To ever know you.
I want to hold you,
Kiss you,
Squeeze you,
Tickle you,
But most of all,
I want to always be with you,
I wish you could see,
How much I still like you.
You put my heart back together,
You promised me,
You would be with me forever.
poem by Jacob Gifford
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I've Twice Donated
Don't say you want to kiss me,
Just to feel my lips.
And to have my fingertips,
Pressed against your hips.
Don't say you want to hold me,
To get inside my mind.
To see if I will find you,
A ten and not a nine.
I'm not in the market to shop.
For someone to bed hop...
To later to be dropped.
I'm not in the market to shop.
For someone to bed hop...
Believe that or not.
It's coincidental,
You and I have met.
And there's nothing that will start,
Between us I'll regret.
I've twice...
Donated.
Don't say you want to kiss me,
Just to feel my lips.
And to have my fingertips,
Pressed against your hips.
Don't say you want to hold me,
To get inside my mind.
To see if I will find you,
A ten and not a nine.
I've twice...
Donated.
And I'm elated that this freedom is mine.
I've twice...
Donated.
And I'd be crazy just to give up my time,
To find I'd wear you out!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Twenty Years Ago
It's been a long time since I walked
Through this old town
But oh how the memories start to flow
And there's the old movie house
They finally closed it down
You could find me there every Friday night
Twenty years ago.
I worked the counter at the drugstore down the street
But nobody's left there I would know
On Saturday mornings that's where
All my friends would meet
You'd be surprised to know what a dime would buy
Twenty years ago.
All my memories from those days come gather round me
What I'd give if they could take me back in time
It almost seems like yesterday
Where do the good times go?
Life was so much easier twenty years ago.
I guess I should stop by Mr. Johnson's hardware store
His only son was my friend Joe
But he joined the army back in 1964
How could we know he would never come back
Twenty years ago...
song performed by by Kenny Rogers
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