To Minette
With your lovely face
and bright blue eyes
at any time you could disrupt my life
and a single word made me believe in your love
and your soft lips, the blush on your cheek
and bright blue eyes
really caught me
and the sound of your voice
and your soft lips, the blush on your cheek
grasped my heart
and your soft hand folding around mine
and the sound of your voice
leaves me now only with mourning
and the remembering of how wonderful you were
and your soft hand folding around mine
has been extinguished by destiny, changed to ash.
With your lovely face
and the remembering of how wonderful you were
at any time you could disrupt my life.
poem by Gert Strydom
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My Apocryphal Song of Songs
Song of Songs: Chapter one
When my darling is still slumbering
the blanket drawn up to her chin,
lying peaceful
I am without words
when the day brake red across the mountain’s comb
she is still stretched out
while the sun lovingly
stirs its first fingers
and when she moves
her big golden bracelet shines
pearls around her neck glitter
like the dewdrops
outside on the grass and trees,
like the golden colour of the sun
that now hangs high above the horizon
and I can catch the first white gleaming
of her smile
the morning wind swirls
singing over the glory
that she brings to my life
her eyes glitters brighter than the heaven
with their own rays and meaning
that is caught in her glance,
she looks lovely and fresh
and I know that God is blessing me
with her presence,
where He binds us together
in moments of time.
Song of Songs: Chapter two
I want to feel the rays of sun in your eyes
being lost over my body,
bending over your body
I want to take the core out of your soul,
I want to feel the pulse beat of your heart
in your naked breast,
through the pleasure and pain of this life
I want to long day after day for you
and abate all my passion, all my joy in you,
carrying you along through the times of my life,
catching moments in the glory of bliss,
making you to my most honourable aspiration
and tonight I want to come to you,
to make you mine.
Song of Songs: Chapter three
When I saw you
words curled up in my mouth,
my voice suddenly became hoarse
and I were wondering how your smile looks
while you were looking in my direction
and suddenly my thoughts were blunted off
when I saw passion in your eyes,
in my thoughts I had undressed you already,
removing your garments one by one,
but when your lips were burning beneath mine,
our conversation had dried up altogether
and we melted into each other: eye into eye.
Song of Songs: Chapter four
Your first kisses caught me,
with your bright eyes
later your lips were against my cheek
after which you and I
wanted more intimacy
with intensity hanging in every moment,
the sound of your voice was like the singing of birds
and closer contact we could not avoid
we french kissed
like mature people do
this kind of thing
with joy and scouting
and your eyes were full of intense wishes
with moments of passion and tenderness.
Song of Songs: Chapter five
When I stood below your window,
the light in you room went on suddenly
but it was no love-song,
but poems that I was presenting to you
of my love that I held out to you,
like a bush of red roses
and I believed
that you could hear them
right through your sleep.
Song of Songs: Chapter six
Early in the morning, when the fog was concealing the world,
your breath was caught against my cheek,
when the sun’s first rays were teasing with long fingers.
Early in the morning when the fog was concealing the world,
your breath was like the wind over mountains and valleys
while mist hanged like the breath of the world in the basins,
early in the morning when the fog was concealing the world,
when the sun’s first rays were teasing with long fingers.
Song of Songs: Chapter seven
Early morning with the call of guinea fowl in the field
the morning is already preparing,
the rays of the sun break through the nightly cloak,
the sun breaks through the nightly wall
with the day spreading to everywhere
like the gleaming of your eyes she smiles broadly.
Early morning with the call of guinea fowl in the field
the morning is already preparing,
and between you and me there’s an invisible band
that binds the essence of love with an oath,
you are with me through all happiness and sorrow,
I feel you nearness, even you small soft hand
early morning, with the call of guinea fowl in the field.
Song of Songs: Chapter eight
To sing of your beauty, I want to catch nature,
causing the sun’s rays to splash brightly on your cheek,
with my feelings at times caught in a labyrinth
we are bonded in the dark night to each other
with kisses hanging over our entire bodies.
Your eyes are bluer than the sky, your hair threaded out by the wind
and when you sleep I am already longing,
but in the mornings I too blinded by your smile
to sing of your beauty.
Sometimes you twist beneath me like a pretty snake,
the knowledge that we are mortal scares me,
I see the autumn tinted into your hair,
while you smile in a noble and innocent way like a child,
I try to catch that which is between us in words
to sing of your beauty.
Song of Songs: Chapter nine
In the pool of the fountain
the sky reflects cobalt blue
and shadows fall over the inner court
and there is images sprouting whirling in my mind
of me and of you
in the pool of the fountain
and you are like an angel surrounded by sunshine
where we cling to each other dripping wet
and shadows fall over the inner court
and even the wind blows with a song, a refrain
and there are pure white lilies that I look at
in the pool of the fountain
and the time spent with you is noble and pure
while we try to stretch moments to preserve them
and shadows fall over the inner court
drawing the two of us, line fall upon line
the sky reflects cobalt blue
in the pool of the fountain
and shadows fall over the inner court
Song of Songs: Chapter ten
With your lovely face
and bright blue eyes
you can at any time disrupt my life,
a single word causes me to believe in your love,
your soft lips, the blush on your cheek
and bright blue eyes
holds me captured,
the sound of your voice,
your soft lips, the blush on your cheek
clenches around my heart,
with your soft hand folding around mine,
the sound of your voice
is that of a beautiful woman
and with knowledge of how perfect you are to me
with your soft hand folding around mine,
you surprise me time and again.
With your lovely face
and with knowledge of how perfect you are to me
you can at any time disrupt my life.
poem by Gert Strydom
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With Your Soft Lips
With your soft lips on my cheek
I am caught in moments that draw out,
I am melting in every beautiful gaze,
with eyes flaming and touching
you let my time linger in moments
and near to each other in trust
you voice sounds like birdsong
and we are both affectionate;
with your soft lips.
Sometimes you look scared,
as if I am going grab or catch you
and at other times you understand,
when we kiss each other pleasantly
without getting our feelings in restraint;
with your soft lips.
poem by Gert Strydom
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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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Melting
Your soft lips on my cheek
is melting into each beautiful gaze,
causing time to hang in moments.
Your soft lips on my cheek
wants to capture everything precious
every thought, deed and urge.
Your soft lips on my cheek
is melting into each beautiful gaze.
poem by Gert Strydom
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The Last Kiss
The last kiss
Saved for last
When I pass away
Through the light
That’s waiting for me
The light is bright
I hear people
Calling me
Waiting for my time to come
Waiting for you to let me go
My last kiss
Will not be your last
It’s my time to go
Not yours to pray
Please don’t follow me this time
The last kiss
You gave me
I feel again and
I didn’t want to go
Holding my hand
I hear a soft whisper
“I love you please don’t leave me.”
But passing this light
But it won’t let me go through
The lovely guy that I once known changed
His heart let go and grew wings
The last kiss of mine
Was from my lovers lips again
The last kiss
Of my eternity
Never leaving
My lover’s lips from mine
My last kiss gone forever
Sonnet, To The Same (Genevra)
Thy cheek is pale with thought, but not from woe,
And yet so lovely, that if Mirth could flush
Its rose of whiteness with the brightest blush,
My heart would wish away that ruder glow:
And dazzle not thy deep-blue eyes--but, oh!
While gazing on them sterner eyes will gush,
And into mine my mother's weakness rush,
Soft as the last drops round heaven's airy bow.
For, through thy long dark lashes low depending,
The soul of melancholy Gentleness
Gleams like a seraph from the sky descending,
Above all pain, yet pitying all distress;
At once such majesty with sweetness blending,
I worship more, but cannot love thee less.
Sonnet - to Genevra
Thy cheek is pale with thought, but not from woe,
And yet so lovely, that if Mirth could flush
Its rose of whiteness with the brightest blush,
My heart would wish away that ruder glow:
And dazzle not thy deep-blue eyes---but, oh!
While gazing on them sterner eyes will gush,
And into mine my mother's weakness rush,
Soft as the last drops round Heaven's airy bow.
For, though thy long dark lashes low depending,
The soul of melancholy Gentleness
Gleams like a Seraph from the sky descending,
Above all pain, yet pitying all distress;
At once such majesty with sweetness blending,
I worship more, but cannot love thee less.
When red the wine
When red the wine
fills the glass
to its brim,
with sparkling shine
and taste sublime
and candles flicker
in the dark
and soft hands entwine
around mine,
I see the blush
upon your cheek
and the words you speak
sounds like a murmur
in my ear.
There are stars that shine
in the night
but your golden eyes
are much more bright.
Later as passion
gets a life of its own
rapture fills the body,
mind and soul
and I thank Him
that made you mine
and blessed by planting
the first vine.
poem by Gert Strydom
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After You
When your hand touches mine and when your eye catches mine
When your smile grabs my soul and your heart holds mine
When your hair is so soft and your lips are like gold
It's when your face is art and you're Van Gogh
That's when I'll ask
[Chorus:]
Is there life after you
Is there love after you
Is there light after you
But you're mine.. so let him go
You're the horizon in my sky and now I'm drowning in your eyes
I'll write your name in the sand and protect it from the tide
So cut my lip once more before goodbyes
And then I'll ask
[Chorus]
I will
song performed by by Justincase from Upstart
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Oh How I love you!
My love I love you
I can't see anyone like you my love
You love is brightening my life
I love the way you look at me,
I love the way you care
My love I love you
I love your beautiful blue eyes
I love your soft lips.
I love you
Oh how I love you!
I do love you.
Love is emotion
Love is gentle
Love is divine
I love you more than words can,
explain.
I love you
Oh how I love you!
I do love you.
I love to hear your voice
I love it when your lips touch mine.
Love is passion
I need you my love
I love you
Oh how I love you!
I love you so much more,
Each and every day.
I love you
Oh how I love you!
poem by Maria Luisa Taylor
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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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Forever Mine
The room is dark, all alone am I.
Sitting here thinking of times gone by.
Remembering the past, the way things were.
A different time, when so much was unsure.
During these times, you came to my life.
Bringing happiness and laughter and love into sight.
Never such a feeling had I felt before.
Every moment spent with you, just left me wanting more.
More glances and stares, from your eyes so bright.
Eyes that see deep in my soul, making everything alright.
Wanting more kisses, from your soft lips so sweet.
Lips that make my legs weak and my heart skip a beat.
Wanting more time spent in your loving embrace.
Arms so strong and gentle, such a safe, loving place.
Wanting your warm touch, as you caress all of me.
Such a sensual feeling, setting my body so free.
Here we are, so many years more.
Not much has changed, I just want you even more.
Not a day goes by that I don't give thanks for you.
Every morning I think that our love is like new.
A new beginning. A fresh new start.
A new day to tell you what's deep in my heart.
You've made me feel loved, wanted and adored.
No one could possibly ever love me more.
And now here we are, loving each other from a far.
Waiting for the day, to awake in your arms.
To look upon your face, and deep in your eyes.
Knowing we'll never have to say our good byes.
Until that day comes just know this is true,
Everything I have to give, I have given to you.
I give you my heart, soul, body and mind.
And dream of the day you'll forever be mine.
poem by Shauna Smith
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Love at first sight
There comes time when I watch an ancient sea at its slow ebb
Long hours with howling winds echoing over vast sand
Since I was entangled in your beauty's eyes web
And trembled at the touch of un gloved extended hand
Since I met you I never looked at the midnight ora of summer sky
But well remember each moment your slaying eyes memorized light
Nor I can look or compare a wild rose vermilion dye
But your cheek where my lips will crave to dwell in bright
Can I look in adoration at any budding flower
When my fond ear adores every sound uttered from your lips
And heartbreaking for love sound, passionate wording- it does devour
Any sweetness you may speak under the sun eclipse
Every delight you may bestow is a sweet remembering
Followed by subtle grief this may into my heart bring
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Ill Take You Home Again Kathleen
(words & music by westendorf)
Ill take you home again kathleen
Across the ocean wild and wide
To where your heart has ever been
Since first you were my bonny bride
The roses all have left your cheek
I watch them fade away and die
Your voice is soft when ere you speak
And tears bedim your lovely eyes
Oh, I will take you home kathleen
To where your heart shall feel no pain
And when the fields are soft and green
I will take you to your home kathleen
song performed by by Elvis Presley
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To Mary In Summer
LAY your head here, Mary,
Lay your head here,
While the blown grass, Mary,
With timid voice and wary,
Sings in your ear:—
The grass which round us, Mary,
Shuts like a nest;
By your dear limbs, dear Mary,
Lighter than limbs of Faery,
Daintily press'd.
Back with it all though, Mary,
Back and aside;
The wind comes this way, Mary,
And here the trees are airy
And the skies are wide.
What do your eyes fear, Mary,
So grave and soft?
I love to see them, Mary,
In whimsical vagary
Lifted aloft.
Mary, Mary, Mary,
Laugh in my face:
You know now, my own Mary,
No eyes can laugh so rarely
Or grant such grace.
Your cheek is pale now, Mary,
And red, by turns.
Why should the hand be chary
Of that to give which, Mary,
The heart so yearns?
Give me your hand, ah Mary,
Give me your hand:
In city or in prairie
There is none kinder, Mary,
From land to land.
Your lips to my lips, Mary,
Your lips to mine:
High up in Hebe's dairy
No milk so sweet, my Mary,
On earth no wine.
Lay your head here, Mary,
Lay your head here;
While my heart now, Mary,
The pleasant tune to vary,
Beats in your ear.
poem by Dante Gabriel Rossetti
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My Heart Is Burning
Heart is burning thinking of you
Smelling the jealousy of mine for your ex-one
Thinking always what was my fault
Why did you do this with me? ? ? ? ?
Saying “I love you” you just turned around and
Told me ”leave me alone I am not yours
My heart is burning for another one, my ex-one”
My heart is crying thinking of you
You had told me you love me & will marry me
Showed a lot of dreams
Traveled with me around the garden for catching a butterfly and
When I caught it for you you kissed me and told” you are all for me”
But now you are saying your heart is burning for the ex-one
My heart is burning loving you
Wanna kill myself as I am the stupid idiot fell in love and trusted you blindly
And now burning seriously in the fire of our wonderful past
Wanna throw myself from the top of the hill
Wanna stub my heart and drove you out of this
Wanna die in such a way that my next birth will afraid of loving someone like this
Still my heart is burning wanna the cold, sweet breeze of your love to extinguish it
Want the soft touch of your hands on my cheek with a sweet look and a smile on your face for me
Want to listen the gentle and soft voice of your saying I love you babe
Wanna sleep in your arms and tell you every pain of my life
Wanna keep you in my heart forever and will never let you go
My heart is burning
P.S. its for her who ditched me in a worst way the bad girl in real
poem by Rajnish Jena
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The Looks Of A Lover Enamoured
THOU, with thy looks, on whom I look full oft,
And find therein great cause of deep delight,
Thy face is fair, thy skin is smooth and soft,
Thy lips are sweet, thine eyes are clear and bright,
And every part seems pleasant in my sight;
Yet wote thou well, those looks have wrought my woe,
Because I love to look upon them so.
For first those looks allured mine eye to look,
And straight mine eye stirred up my heart to love;
And cruel love, with deep deceitful hook,
Choked up my mind, whom fancy cannot move,
Nor hope relieve, nor other help behoove
But still to look; and though I look too much,
Needs must I look because I see none such.
Thus in thy looks my love and life have hold;
And with such life my death draws on apace:
And for such death no med'cine can be told
But looking still upon thy lovely face,
Wherein are painted pity, peace, and grace.
Then though thy looks should cause me for to die,
Needs must I look, because I live thereby.
Since then thy looks my life have so in thrall
As I can like none other looks but thine,
Lo, here I yield my life, my love, and all
Into thy hands, and all things else resign
But liberty to gaze upon thine eyen:
Which when I do, then think it were thy part
To look again, and link with me in heart.
poem by George Gascoigne
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At that Moment
At That Moment
When you looked into my eyes
When you held my hand tight
When you smiled so bright
Time seemed to slow down... Time seemed to stop somehow,
At that moment
You moved closer to me, and I moved closer to you
I felt the warmth of your lips, so soft, so beautiful
As they gently touched mine
At that moment in time
I had dreamed and imagined of that moment
Never knowing if it would be, could be, should be
But now I know without fear
That my dreams and my imagination
Were like looking at A waterless tear
like looking at a colorless photo so old
A moonless night so dark and cold...
Compared to the moment
Your lips gently touched mine
That beautiful moment in time,
So amazing, So beautiful, So wonderful.
If you could see a feeling,
Oh the colors, the sounds you would see
Of that very first moment
Of that very first beautiful kiss
What a beautiful gift, That beautiful first
KISS
poem by Daniel lee Davis
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Snowpowder
Snowpowder sprinkled in my hair
I reach for her, but she’s not there.
Her soft golden hair, no longer by my side,
her emerald eyes, that for me were blind.
Deep pools of green, I can’t deny.
Her skis are gone, the track is fresh,
the first ripples of pain, stir beneath my breast.
From this moment forth, I’ll know no rest.
A single tear lies upon my cheek
A silver pear; a glistening streak
My heart is broken, I cannot speak.
I can see her face within the mist
still see her smile
that from enjoyment grew
still see the pleasure
within her eyes, that I once knew.
I can see the movement of her lips
those tender lips when she spoke to me
the feel of them that set me free.
I hear her laughter on the wind
a honey sweet voice like morning dew.
So clear and still hanging on the breeze
it stirs my heart, sucks forth my breath.
Snowpowder sprinkled in my hair
Desperation, Grief, Despair.
A silent cry an inward tear
a choked-up so bursting from within
a heart-reaching moan
that split the air.
My hand she took in a last embrace
with a parting kiss she sealed my fate
my body rocks, now convulsively shakes.
The sun is bright now, sky cream white blue
but my heart is cold still, dead through you.
Our love was strong once wild and free.
Like a flower growing in scorching desert sands
the fragrance of it, captivated me.
The beauty withers
Its time is past.
The seeds are sown
Some may last.
Alone in the snow
This life I part.
poem by Terence George Craddock
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When I Woke Up
You were on my mind when i woke up this morning
Remembering your smile
I guess the next time I'll see your face
Will take a little while
I was remembering your arms around me
Love the way they always feel warm
With you by my side
I completely feel no harm
I was remembering your voice
Makes my heart skip a beat
But without you baby
My whole heart skip a beat
But without you baby
My whole body's weak
I was remembering our times
The good and the bad
The funny times when you cheered me up
And especially the sad
Remembering your eyes
How they always meet mine
Remembering all the little things you do
To make my life worthwhile
I was wondering when we'll be together
Just us two
I guess I'm missing you more than i usually do
poem by Margaret Smith Vail
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