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A Study in Scarlett

A wistful sadness in your eyes
Says all you need to say..
Your heart desires privacy
Now that love has gone away.

A legendary beauty-
A star of screen and stage
You’ve always been before us
since a young and tender age.

Mother Nature was most generous-
Most think you live in clover-
Blonde hair, blue eyes, the perfect skin
And cups that runneth over.

Life can serve up curves besides
The curves you proudly own.
To make you think, like Garbo,
that you want to be alone.

True, there will be other loves
and other roles to play.
Today you act the stoic
Now that love has gone away

poem by John F. McCullagh
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L A Inflatable

Oh well her skin it was softer than velvet
And her eyes were as bright as a childs
Her lips were a promising picture
Warm and celluloid
But her words had me thinkin too deeply
The meaning be-lying her face
Made me look just a little bit closer
Between the lines
L.a. smiles to hide the frown
L.a. promises to follow you down
L.a. teeth, and l.a. hair
L.a. curves that shouldnt be there
They really shouldnt be there
She said youve got to be seen at the roxy
The strippers will know who we are
But youve got to be seen to be happy
Youre a tinseltown star
Youre going upwards and downwards and sideways
Man youre really caught up in a dream
With your head burning under the starlight
From the studio scene
L.a. smiles to hide the frown
L.a. promises to follow you down
L.a. teeth, and l.a. hair
L.a. curves that shouldnt be there
They really shouldnt be there
L.a. inflatable, she never says no
L.a. insatiable, you dont have to go
L.a. charisma
Well she knows all the famous musicians
Sometimes she sees how they play
And when the back stage passes are going
She really knows how to pay
Shes a product of rock 'n roll livin
Shes a victim of hollywood hate
Shes a soul survivor
Shes the midnight special
Gonna lay you to waste
L.a. smiles to hide the frown
L.a. promises to follow you down
L.a. teeth, and l.a. hair
L.a. curves that shouldnt be there
They really shouldnt be there

song performed by by 10 Cc
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Alone In This World

I'm alone in this world my heart hurt
My body is weak
I can't feel I can't sleep
My eyes are low
So is my spirit
my faith is not strong

But I hold my head high
With a fake grin
End to end
I feelings are gone
Seem like keep singing the same old song

I'm alone in this world
I wonder if anybody notice when i try
Doing my hair
Do they at least stop and stare

I hate living the life
Of no life
Of keeping a fake smile
Not going any where
This is the life of me
Sometimes I cry
Thinking that I will never find
The love of my life
Somebody ready to make me there wife

No man could love such a girl
A girl who cleans, works
Take cares of the kids
Make sure his clothes are out
And his meal is cooked

No man loves a girl like me
Raised in loving care
Raised without a gold to her name
Raised to be ready but hated by many
Because of her curves
Her beauty
Her love what man
Can love such a girl like me

Maybe I'll never find love
in this crazy world we live in

poem by Raesheka Antwine
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Bubbles of Love

This poem was inspired while watching the MTV reality show A Shot at Love with Tila Tequila. take it or leave it, you can interprete it the way you want.

Miss Tequila I wish to confess
There is something odd I wish to express
One day I had one shot too many for a penny
As my eyes opened up to 'Bubbles of love'

Bubbles of love
Bubbles of love
This awesome beauty that you possess
Your tanned skin calls for a touch of caress

Bubbles of love
Bubbles of love
Your succulent lips demand a kiss of finesse
And lets not forget the sexy curves you possess

Bubbles of Love
Bubbles of Love
I will fight with words not fists and head butts
I can't help feeling all hot with no second thoughts

These feelings I wish sometimes to suppress
Because I play my life like a game of chess
I know youthful beauty fades as that is its trade
But yours merely radiates over man and hand-made

Miss Tequila I wish to confess
Sometimes I do things in a little excess
It is you I wish to undress in your nightdress
While your breasts pressed against my bareness

Rather than breaking loves no one code
By driving carelessly on slippery roads
For you I'll wear my heart on my sleeve
Kisses, romance, love, the whole lot we can achieve

I see only 'Bubbles of love'
Beyond your smile and sexy little curves
I see only 'Bubbles of love'
In you, a ravishing blessing from above

Miss Tequila I wish to confess
It is you I wish and want to process
One day I had one shot too many for a penny
And in you I saw my little American Princess

poem by Sylvia Chidi
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My Beauty

There’s are days when you just wanna feel like a beauty in everyone’s eyes. But there’s always a butt head to make you feel less then you are I believe if you think or know you are then you are. It’s only what you make of it. There are times when I don’t feel beauty at but I think of what I always told myself. “My beauty is not just a pretty face. The beauty I have is a brand new sent of peace. My beauty is lovely peace sense of laughing out loud. My beauty is like an oak wooden chair that my daddyand I love to sit and think in. My beauty is a graceful smile I give her everyday.
My beauty I have is a great sense of style that I have to show the world. My beauty is my fragrant smell of lavender on my skin and hair. Beauty that I want is a 5 star hotel that someday I will stay in when I’m famous. Beauty is my toned color of the skin on my body. My beauty slowly surely of love i feel for you.
Beauty is my sleek smooth skin of my true beauty is deep within me. Now I know the sign of beauty I was bless with.

poem by Evevona Plummer
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Half my father

Half my father
Half my mother
My mother white as a ghost
My father black as coal
In my face the mixture glows
My skin is white
Still I am a black man
By the make of my nose
My hair is curly
My eyes are gray
Within me both if them lives
My mother’s race
Did enslave
My father’s race
Was never paid.
Still within I bare the two
Am O the new American?
My father is white
My mother is Korean
They met during the war
And I was born
Their only son
By my tone of skin
And by my eyes
You can tell
That there is a divide
And by my blonde hair
It is there for you to spy
Am I the new American?
My mother is German
My father polish
I learned three languages
As I grew older
Both of them
Did love me well
And of each country did tell
That I could draw
From each well
Am I the new American?
My father is Chinese
My mother Spanish
Both crossed over the Rio Grand
I am in the make of my father
But I have my mother’s brown skin
Am I the new American?

poem by David E. Patton
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Like That Other Girl

im sorry im not perfect
like that other girl
with the bright blue eyes
and the pin straight blonde hair
that girl with perfect skin
that skinny girl
with all the money
im sorry im not perfect
like that other girl
i was born with green eyes not blue
blondes not mi couler
im sorry if that dissapoints you
i think mi freckles are beautiful
anorexia is not mi diet
im only vegetarian
i dont need money to be happy
im sorry im not perfect
like that other girl
and fake is not mi style
but hopefully youll accept me and the reasons why..

poem by Shelby De Coff
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Curves

i love curves
like winding roads
that lull me
giving me such
needed rest
when i climb
mountain tops

for curves have
a way of making
things turn the
way they are not
and i marvel
about such
an intricacy
an art that winds
upon itself in
mystery, something

so profound
like what is that boa
hiding in its coils?
a pig? a goat?
a dog?
or a man?

curves heal
like a profound idea
entwining a man's mind
like a vine
delivering a yellow flower
to my lips

curves of a woman's body
like an argument that
wants to convince a stoical
and impartial jury

curves in my mind
not sharp not blunt not even piercing
but exaltingly stunning

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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African American Beauty

Brown skin, black hair, brown eyes, and sweet personality.
That is my culture.
My culture is about the beauty of black women
who are not afraid to show their curves
and express their beauty in the most sexiest way.
We come in all shapes and sizes.
Small, curvaceous,
voluptuous, and more to love.
From that neck bone to that chicken bone,
we are African American beauty.
We invented the big booties and big breasts.
Nice think healthy hair, some nicely wrapped.
We are truly a God sent creation.
Extremely talented to bless people across the country.
We have made ways for so many people.
Step by step
Minute by minute
Day by day
We continue to show people that we are a serious culture
Love to play n have fun
But knows when to stop to take life
And grab it by the horns.
Being strong and not intimidated
Holding on to what we know is right
Being of the minority
When it comes to
Sex
Drugs
Murder
Being of the majority
When it come to
SUCCESS!
What more can I say
We are truly what we say we are
African American Beauty.

poem by Carrie Suter
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Mi Hermosa Fay

There is a girl for who I care
With deep brown eyes
And long blonde hair
A natural beauty to behold
The love she has can not be told

Oh how I wish that I was there
To see those eyes
And Stroke that hair
To keep her safe and free from pain
Something she'll never feel again

One day my Fay this will be true
And I will give my love to you
I'll see those eyes
And stroke that hair
And prove to you how much I care

poem by Alex Dixon
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Young mother

Young mother
With her leather boots, curves between her legs
Incompressible smile, are you happy or sad?
I tell my love to the wind that breeze your beauty
Innocent Devil Cherubim face
Your body stay, between my hands silky hugs.
What would be of you?
Now that the seasons emigrate.
It left you behind with the love of your child.
Life start young to live old
Only memory stay still
The time rude, without warning
Wake you up to every morning.

poem by Luca Menin
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Striking Beauty

Striking beauty.
Skin so fair.
Lucious long black hair.
Big brown eyes right through me stare.
Small in stature.
Large in toughness that can fracture.
Perfect features I stare in rapture.
I cannot help but look at you.
Your perfect beauty is so true.
No need for make up, you're divine.
No need to ruin what is fine.
On your perfect proportins my eyes do dine.
The sight of you is such a crime.
The hearts you break,
with the sexiest smile known to date.
No other compares to you.
You're the pinnacle of Gods greatest achievements.
No earrthly man could hold such plans.
Most of all you're modest too.
That's why I am so in love with you.

poem by Michael McParland
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At play

Play that you are mother dear,
And play that papa is your beau;
Play that we sit in the corner here,
Just as we used to, long ago.
Playing so, we lovers two
Are just as happy as we can be,
And I'll say "I love you" to you,
And you say "I love you" to me!
"I love you" we both shall say,
All in earnest and all in play.

Or, play that you are that other one
That some time came, and went away;
And play that the light of years agone
Stole into my heart again to-day!
Playing that you are the one I knew
In the days that never again may be,
I'll say "I love you" to you,
And you say "I love you" to me!
I love you!" my heart shall say
To the ghost of the past come back to-day!

Or, play that you sought this nestling-place
For your own sweet self, with that dual guise
Of your pretty mother in your face
And the look of that other in your eyes!
So the dear old loves shall live anew
As I hold my darling on my knee,
And I'll say "I love you" to you,
And you say "I love you" to me!
Oh, many a strange, true thing we say
And do when we pretend to play!

poem by Eugene Field
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Legendary Hearts

Legendary hearts
Tearing up apart
With stories of their love
Their great transcendent loves
While we stand here and fight
And lose another night
Of legendary love
Legendary loves
Haunt me in my sleep
Promises to keep
I never should have made
I cant live up to this
Im good for just a kiss
Not legendary love
Romeo, oh, romeo, wherefore art thou romeo
Hes in a car or at a bar
Or churning his blood with an impure drug
Hes in the past and seemingly lost forever
He worked hard at being good
But his basic soul was stained not pure
And when he took his bow
No audience was clapping
Legendary hearts
Tear us all apart
Make our emotions bleed
Crying out in need
No legendary love
Is coming from above
Its in this room right now
And youve got to fight
To make whats right
Youve got to fight
To make whats right
Youve got to fight
To make whats right
Youve got to fight to keep your legendary love

song performed by by Lou Reed
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Two Hearts (Love Poem)

In skin closeness two hearts beat as one
My love sleeps her soft breath on my back
Heaven is on earth when I am with my love
Perfect picture of blonde hair on blue pillow.

She smiles, my senses tingle, time stops
Shallow words of love made real with a hug
I feel the moment now is perfect happiness
Life is for love and living is for loving you.

poem by Ian Beckett
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In A Love Dawn

Thou came to me at that dawn
Having such beautiful blue eyes.
The love I felt was just a mirage.
Thou looked like a blonde angel,
But thy sadness was very human.
I heard that sadness and the loss.
Thy name was the name of a king.
The light of a candle began to shine
Inside the room of our woeful souls.
There, His loving eyes met our tears.
The pulsation coming from that star
And the beat of our hearts became
One in the intoning voices of love.

poem by Marieta Maglas
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The Light of Love

The light of love rests upon my face
And from within...has set me free
Love's created my... happy heart
And of hopes...of things...I'll be

The light of love abides... within...
My soul now like child
Starts my broken heart...to blossoming
With warmth....and radaince...mild

Today I have purpose...By loves
rare light...I feel
Pure love...loves pure light to
My soul... it revealed

My family...let loves light devine
Shine on us...I say...
Touch our hearts...and eyes...
That all may see
Love on us...Love...convey

Now this... my only mission is... sacrad
To send loves message far
The light of love...is my heart
Love... my guiding star

I tell my family and.... well.... well... they never listen, to these words
That only true love can say
For only true love can convey

So...If you love someone
Then... follow that heart
For when love is real and true
From love you'll never depart
For only pure love can
Fix the man with broken heart

poem by Clyde Bryson
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Seductive

My hair reaches the end of my back
I smell like cinnamon
I have curves and thighs
My skin isn't dark, it's actually white
I've got a million dollar smile that wil make you melt
My eyes show emotion and are the color of the sea
My hair is raven and wildly curly
Be proud to be a woman, feel beautiful

poem by Christian Sims
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Summer in the country

One smiles at me
from where she sits
with her hands on a cow’s tits
spraying milk in a bucket
with her blonde hair
bunched beneath a big straw hat,
a picture of unspoilt beauty and innocence

another whistles from horseback
while having a jolly ride
waving as she gallops by
an image of movement
caught under a blazing sun

and you my love are the only one
who gives me kisses,
plaster my cheeks with mulberry lips,
who rides bareback, unsaddled
sitting behind me
on my black stallion
clinging as if you are part of my body
and being a full grown woman,
with great beauty and the right curves,
acting like a tomboy,
a devil’s child,
pulling me down
in a field of Lucerne
with small blue flowers
tangled in your hair.

poem by Gert Strydom
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Thy timid love, a coquette dabbed shy

Thy timid love, a coquette dabbed shy
Thy blue animates, thy emerald jewel
Which plays its color in both thy eye
To the heart of love, of a love named fool
The man I call myself for loving you
With all my sense I follow thy trance
A kaleidoscope of color, my love pursue
Thy eyes that move, thy eyes that dance
But so coy, so tender, so shy, thou art
Never loved, like thy love should be
A vivid beauty shielding a hidden heart
I can see beauty but I cannot find thee
Disclosed behind a veil of blue and green
The shy love of beautiful eyes love's majestic queen.

poem by Kevin Michael Murphy
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If You Could Only See

If you could only see the way she loves me
Then maybe you would understand
Why I feel this way about our love
And what I must do
If you could only see how blue her eyes can be when she says
When she says she loves me

Well you got your reasons
And you got your lies
And you got your manipulations
They cut me down to size

Sayin' you love but you don't
You give your love but you won't

Seems the road less traveled
Show's happiness unraveled
And you got to take a little dirt
To keep what you love
That's what you gotta do

Sayin' you love but you don't
You give your love but you won't
You're stretching out your arms to something that's just not there
Sayin' you love where you stand
Give your heart when you can

Sayin' you love but you don't
You give your love but you won't
Sayin' you love where you stand
Give your heart when you can

If you could only see the way she loves me
Then maybe you would understand
Why I feel this way about or love
And what I must do
If you could only see how blue her eyes can be when she says
When she says she loves me

song performed by by Tonic from Lemon Parade
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