Your Intelligence
Isn't intelligence sexy?
I don't just mean cognition
I mean emotional depth
Humor, spiritual wit and dynamics
Computers are logical
Babes your like a ocean
I am diving for Your eggs
Trying to feel your rationality
Analyzing your nuances
Seeing your masks melt
I love the way you hide behind silk
Stockings around my head won't stop me
Your heart and soul needs love
Her high heels like 5 inch fire
Garter belts wet with clover fields
I march like Napoleons army
Love calls me to your fears
The moon is so smart
Your games are like sharks
Your intelligence as sexy as a whip
poem by Joseph Narusiewicz
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Tonight You are Mine
Stark black and white, drama
Silent evocative emotion
Are there ghosts like old movies?
The sea washes the moonlit evening
We are the protagonists
Ambiance and soft shadows
The time of amour and desire
Soft music and erotic wine
Slip into the attire of risqué silk
Black silk stockings, French perfume
High heels create a stage
Don’t you love a pedicure?
Garter belts and satin sheets
It takes self-confidence to be sexy
She is exotic like Monroe
Sweet with a true smile
We stroll the words of the poets
Intelligence is sexy
Wit and soft candles
The sea is sublime and cupid has come
Tonight is made of gossamer magic
Her eyes burn with sweet fire
Her red manicured nails scorch the night
The crazy world will be there tomorrow
You don't need to be beautiful to be sexy
Too many of us end the honeymoon to soon
Tonight you are divine
Tonight I am in love
She sings “Happy Birthday Mr. President”
Sometimes the wind just blows her dress up!
Tonight she is my angel in a centerfold
Tonight passion rules and you are mine
poem by Joseph Narusiewicz
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I Have Two Sides
Are you in awe of me like I am of you?
Let’s make it obvious
Let’s have a hard time falling asleep
Will you lay in bed with 5 inch high heels on?
Will you wear garter belts and silk stockings?
Will you get a pedicure and think of me
I do want to be good
I do want to be in heaven
Can you take my splits?
My quirks
Can you write poetry that has fire?
Can I watch you put on your makeup?
Will you tease me until I can’t sleep?
Honesty in the details embarrasses me
I am a Christian but a lusty one
I have two sides
poem by Joseph Narusiewicz
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Fallen Saved
Waning repentance bought by purple merchants
Moons that grovel before your painted eyes
The sea still innocent
You are my sins my love
You are the unmasked whip
Sometimes I hate that I am so weak
I want to have sex with you every minute
When I am honest you are a vampire
Is my soul lost?
No! I am the fallen lover
Vultures are waiting
My bed is a pedicure
Searching for a heaven of flesh
Do you see the fire burning love
Making you into a brothel
Part of every woman is a stripper
Your weakness loves my desire
You feed the wolves
Your wet silk stockings
Your high heel marks
Yes, you lounge in heels
She walks in the castle of vampires
My altar is dark with black silk
Garter belts light candles
I have my ideals
I believe in God
Romance to me is silver stilettos
It is too late for change
You are tempest
You are my weakness
Help me go to heaven
Corsets and church
Wet dripping salvation
My mate is a Goddess of moonlight
I am waiting for the night
I will be faithful my princess of silk
The fallen saved with a prayer book
poem by Joseph Narusiewicz
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Love and Fire
Fellini’s Rome joins my decadence
Earth chills my fallen bones
You are hot Venus in your radiance
We merge like two seas of fire
Religion restrains the open mind
Existential fire revels in desire
Can we find the narrow road?
Can we be this lustful and in love?
Stumbling toward our eternal home
Hunger like a lion lost in the city
Your silk dress shines like an eagle
Weak with orgasms you control me
Can I still balance this with my faith?
Your six-inch high heels like idols
Love is so powerful and strange
Your garter belts make me dream
Maybe love for a woman is fire
She walks into the church with me
poem by Joseph Narusiewicz
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Sexy Single
All my life I've tried to find
A love to give me piece of mind
And I, I looked into your eyes
Captivated by your wicked smile
I was mesmerized there
for a while or two
But what's a girl gonna do?
Oh I lay in my bed
with your stupid face in my head
Just another piece in my life
Now I'm a sexy single
Sexy single that's OK
I'm living on my own
And I'm feeling the way I do
Like a sexy single
Sexy single
Birds of a feather
We flock together
Like leaves on a tree
We were meant to be in love
I guess it was just a dream
Oh I lay in my bed
with your stupid face in my head
Just another piece in my life
Sexy single
Sexy single that's OK
I'm living on my own in my special way
Like a sexy single
Sexy single
I'm sexy single
Sexy single
Sexy single
I said I'm living on my own
And feeling the way I do
When I'm not with you
I said I'm sexy single
That's OK
Living on my own
And feeling the way I do
I said when I'm not with you
Sexy single that's OK
I'm living on my own in my special way
Like a sexy single
Sexy single
song performed by by Anastacia
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Be Sexy Effortlessly
Being sexy is not revealing parts.
Being sexy is highlighting features.
Highlight hair, ears, neck, upper back,
Arms or legs but one or two at a time.
There's a fine line between being sexy
And being cheap, which a woman must note.
For a toned body, no need of windows.
For defying hair, no need of hair-do.
For evenness of the skin, no cosmetics;
For hygiene body, no need of perfume.
On a pair of high heels one is sexy
With breasts forward and buttocks upward.
To look sexy, woman must feel sexy.
In feeling sexy, she gains confidence
About her sexual prowess and command.
Be sexy effortlessly and feed man's eyes.
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Poetry Is Sexy
Poetry is sexy
Its lyrics aim to please
Poetry is sexy
Engaging in its tease
Poetry is sexy
It radiates with verb
Poetry is sexy
Every idyllic word
Poetry is sexy
Refined for purity
Poetry is sexy
Stripped of subtlety
Poetry is sexy
When read between the lines
Poetry is sexy
Laced with frilly rhymes
Poetry is sexy
Both singular and plural
Poetry is sexy
Every exclamatory swirl
Poetry is sexy
Grammatically raw
Poetry is sexy
Even typos and all
Poetry is sexy
Consummated publicly
Poetry is sexy
When performed properly
Poetry is sexy
Irrespective of its font
Poetry is sexy
Fashioned any way you want
poem by Brian Dorn
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Sexy Ida (Part I)
Don't give your love to sexy Ida
'Cause she's the sister of a black widow spider
Don't try your love on sexy Ida
You might as well try it with some spider
She's got this long black hair, it's a hangin' on down her back
Long black pretty legs and she walks just like a cat
Hypnotic eyes and a stacked up love sack
She not only wants your love
She wants your life after that...don't do it
Don't give your love to sexy Ida
'Cause she's the sister of a black widow spider
Said you better not try it
Don't try your love on sexy Ida
You might as well try it with some spider
She's got a king sized bed with satin sheets of love
And you'll never wanna leave, no
The web of love she weaves...but I'll tell you
Don't give your love to sexy Ida
'Cause she's the sister of a black widow spider
You better not try it
Don't try your love on sexy Ida
You might as well try it with some spider
You gotta beware of sexy Ida
'Cause she tries to look so sweet and kind
But her looks can be deceivin'
'Cause her love is like strychnine
So don't give your love now
So don't give your love to sexy Ida
'Cause she's the sister of a black widow spider
Better not give your love to Ida
Don't try your love on sex Ida
You might as well try it with some spider
No, don't you give your love
Don't give your love to sexy Ida
'Cause she's the sister of a black widow spider...
song performed by by Tina Turner
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I'm Too Sexy
I'm too sexy for my love, too sexy for my love
Love's going to leave me
I'm too sexy for my shirt too sexy for my shirt
So sexy it hurts
And i'm too sexy for milan too sexy for milan
New york and japan
And i'm too sexy for your party
Too sexy for your party
No way i'm disco dancing
I'm a model you know what i mean
And i do my little turn on the catwalk
Yeah on the catwalk on the catwalk yeah
I do my little turn on the catwalk
I'm too sexy for my car too sexy for my car
Too sexy by far
And i'm too sexy for my hat
Too sexy for my hat what do you think about that
I'm a model you know what i mean
And i do my little turn on the catwalk
Yeah on the catwalk on the catwalk yeah
I shake my little touche on the catwalk
I'm too sexy for my too sexy for my too sexy for my
cos i'm a model you know what i mean
And i do my little turn on the catwalk
Yeah on the catwalk yeah on the catwalk yeah
I shake my little touche on the catwalk
I'm too sexy for my cat too sexy for my cat
Poor pussy poor pussy cat
I'm too sexy for my love too sexy for my love
Love's going to leave me
And i'm too sexy for this song
song performed by by Right Said Fred
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Fountains of Gold
Cavalier like the fountains of desire
She squirts until the bed is soaked
I lick your wet high heels
Lost in your silk stockings
Your garter belt my sweet prison
She walks like the towers of Rome
My words swim in her tubes
Her pedicure red as passion
My passion shall never die for you
You are my Monroe
Let the bland be jealous
We are lovers beyond fire
How I love her warm fountains
My wet beard alive with her femininity
Fountains of golden love
poem by Joseph Narusiewicz
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Mortality Sighs
She wants too much
Meaning is the ultimate treasure
She wants more of me
She likes owning
We are the souls of a storm
Darling we are leaving forever
We are the sojourning wind
We are more than dust
I want you in heaven
I want you in eternity
Making love has such depth
We just can't do it forever
Her black silk stockings have belts
Her red toe nails like heaven
Her high heels are open toed with straps
Time slips away with wet haven
Mortality sighs
poem by Joseph Narusiewicz
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Burning Like Fire
Key:- r:- ray
A:-- anita
A: baby come and take me on your natural high
Only you can make me feel the way you do
Baby come and take me on your natural high
I like the way you do the things you do
A: your love is burning like fire!
Taking me higher!
Burning like fire!
Youve got to intoxicate your love
I cant get enough!
R: my heart starts bouncing, my legs feel weak
My head is turning and its hard to speak
Floating with my mind on the river of joy
If Im the player, then your my toy
Just follow me slow, sexy
Overeasy rhymes are delivered by me
Cause youre the one that I desire
It feels so hot, it burns like fire
A: buring like fire
Higher, higher
R: naturally high, my brains up in the sky
Without wings, I fly, fly, fly
Dont ask me why, cause I cant deny
You move so sexy,i like to give it a try
Tell me girl now what Im feeling
Like marvin gaye sexual healing
cause youre the one that I desire
It feels so hot it burns like fire!
A: baby come and take me on your natural high
Only you can make me feel the way you do
Baby come and take me on your natural high
I like the way you do the things you do
R: burn it up
Take me higher
Burn it up
A: your love is burning like fire!
Taking me higher!
Burning like fire!
Youve got to intoxicate your love
I cant get enough!
Your love is burning like fire!
Taking me higher!
Burning like fire!
Youve got to intoxicate your love
I cant get enough!
R: burn it up
Burn it up
Burn it up
Burn it up
Burn it up
Burn it up
Burn it up
Burn it up
A: take me higher
And you know that
R: come on!
Want you take me higher
Want you take me higher
A: you know Im burning like fire
A: your love is burning like fire!
Taking me higher!
Burning like fire!
Youve got to intoxicate your love
I cant get enough!
song performed by by 2 Unlimited
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Bed of Ghosts
Red wolves under the purple moon
She sighs like the wet tide
I have entered a dark door
Parallax lace tubes of silk
Covered in her golden pain
Eyes like castles of strange stone
Walls as high as broken glass
Maybe awakenings are over
Maybe the end is just a mirror
Is love another passport to pain
Now the circus bells sound like thunder
Pigeons feed on park benches
She loves gargoyles on the old church
We walk shrouded in rain
Panhandlers amidst the saved
Gothic lights from a forest of gray
Her red 5-inch heels click the cement
Everyone in a role
Everyone caught like a bomb shelter
We wait for a libido of silk doom
True love like a frozen river
Time settles sand in valleys of sorrow
Childhood oaks with boughs of dreams
No refuge in the ancient masks
Old swings where children played
First friends with granite memories
Joy like a vague painting, a wish
We hold hands under the lost neon
We talk of a future that already is gone
Make love to the images of silver swords
She loves midnight when darkness plays
The romance of Ann Rice
Vampires with garter belts
Moons that seem to melt into whips
Actors of Eugene O’Neil
Tennessee Williams and Poe
Blues and jazz as sultry as eyeliner
We kiss like wild wolves
Lioness that prowls these streets
I lay on a bed of ghosts
poem by Joseph Narusiewicz
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Desert Rain
Frothy sea of intangible beauty
You own my ways
I drift like sea gulls
Soar with winds of mystic sails
We are the searchers of time
Waiting for the authentic day
Now the moon is bright
I want your body again
I love silk stockings with garters
I love your high heels around my neck
Your wet tongue is a fountain of fire
I don't know how else to express my feelings
Make love like the desert rain
poem by Joseph Narusiewicz
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To Me
Let me start off by saying
To me I think that you are sexy
To me I feel that you are gifted
Just out right talented
Now don't think that I am in love
I simply place you above
Others that I have come across
Once they are gone
I develop memory loss
To me you have sexy lips
They deserve a kiss
So here's one muuuuah
You have my attention
Let me also mention
To me you are so unique
Not because you put on but because
You are who you are real
Now don't let this go to your head
With your sexy dreads
I just felt like being sweet
Letting you know what you mean to me
poem by Tameeka Smith
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Give It To Me
[4x] Give it to me
[3x] Give it to me
Every time I think about
The way you make me feel
I get Excited, so excited
Yeah
The thought of you right next to me
There are no words that can describe it
Can describe it
I cant hide this feeling I feel
When Im close to you
When Im close to you, When Im close to you
Stop wasting time playing games
Girl just give me all of you
Give me all of you
Right now, right this way
I just cant help
But you keep my eyes on you I
Girl I got to have it
I got to have it
I got to have it
Baby I got to have it
Because I want, your eyes are so sexy
Girl you got to
[4x] Give it to me
Guess whose back
Girl the way you look
It makes me want to take off all your clothes
Take off your clothes
I love you legs, your hips, your lips, your skin
Girl I cant take it no more
So come on over
I cant hide this feeling I feel when Im close to you
When Im close to you, when I get close to you
Stop wasting time playing games
Girl just give me all of you
Give me all of you
What am I gonna do
I just cant help
But you keep my eyes on you I
Girl I got to have it
I got to have it
I got to have it
Baby I got to have it
Because I want, your eyes are so sexy
Girl you got to
[4x] Give it to me
OOOOOOOOH
OOOOOOOOH
[4x] Give it to me
Ooh baby are you feeling this
Ooh baby let me get a kiss
Let me hear you say
OOOOOOOOH
[4x] Give it to me
I just cant help
But you keep my eyes on you I
Girl I got to have it
Your loves incredible
I got to have it
I got to have it
Baby I got to have it
Because I want, your eyes are so sexy
Girl you got to
[4x] Give it to me
I just cant help
But you keep my eyes on you I
Girl I got to have it
I got to have it
I got to have it
Baby I got to have it
Because I want, your eyes are so sexy
Girl you got to
song performed by by 112
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Man is not a machine... Although man most certainly processes information, he does not necessarily process it in the way computers do. Computers and men are not species of the same genus... However much intelligence computers may attain, now or in the furture, theirs must always be an intelligence alien to genuine human problems and concerns.
quote by Joseph Weizenbaum
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Poetry Is Sexy
POETRY IS SEXY.
Poetry is sexy,
These girl clothed in verbal
Tense,
Poetry is sexy
The beautiful wig fixed
On the Queens head.
Poetry is sexy
Distinctive letters with
Natural bliss,
Poetry is sexy
Ornament of blessings
Mirage with endless
Lessons,
Poetry is sexy
The comic bearing
You laugh to gain
Tremendous energy,
Poetry is sexy
Pregnant lettering
Ready to deliver triplets
Without ending.
Talk to me
Isn't poetry sexy?
HABIB AKEWUSOLA.
poem by Habib Akewusola
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Sexy Peach
You're a sexy peach.
Delicious on the eyes!
Igniting my taste buds...
To get close enough,
To eat as my treat!
Sexy peach...
I'd love to rub against your fuzziness.
And cuddle on the beach.
Sexy peach...
I wish to feel what now appeals,
And even lick the pit of it!
I'd like to bite every slice...
With the dripping of the nutrients done,
Provided by the succulent Sun.
And your fuzzy on my lips...
Inviting you to kiss,
That sweetness I can not resist.
Let's share it and strip away...
Those inhabitions exciting the addmission,
We both desire to pleasure and ride.
Sexy peach...
I'd love to rub against your fuzziness.
And cuddle on the beach.
Sexy peach...
I wish to feel what now appeals,
And even lick the pit of it!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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The sexy need not be sensuous.
A frigid or a barren woman
Is not that she is not sexy.
The one who looks sexy
May not be to feel sexy.
Yet she can entice, unaffected.
She is sexy but not crazy
A man’s sex in his eyes
And hence is often misled
30.03.2001, Pmdi
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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