Love Poem: Don't Get Too Close
Finger
and nose tips
and lips
examine the ragged planes
of my face
It's the morning after
and I'm scared
that I have given too much
expecting laughter
I am surprised
to find you
so seriously
examining me
My eyes beg you
not to leave
but already I am pushing you
away
Spend the day
but don't get too close
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Sweetest Sin
Can you imagine us,
Making love..
The way you would feel the first time that we touched,
Can you think of it..
The way I dream of it,
I want you to see like im seeing you..
It's a picture of perfection,
The vision of you and me..
Your lips upon my lips,
Can you just picture this..
Your finger tips on my finger tips,
Your skin upon my skin..
Would be the Sweetest Sin,
Would be the Sweetest Sin..
All night I lie awake,
Cause it's to much to take..
Dreamin' about the love that we could make..All day,
I think of scenes..
To get you next to me,
I want you so bad that I can barely breathe..
It's a sign of my obsession,
That I can't stop thinkin bout'
Your lips upon my lips,
Can you invision this..
Temptation that I could never resist,
Your skin upon my skin..
Would be the Sweetest Sin,
That would be the Sweetest Sin..
It would feel so good,
To be so bad..
You don't know how bad.. I want that,
I would do anything to feel your love..
Your lips upon my lips,
Can you just picture this..
Your finger tips on my finger tips,
Your skin upon my skin..
Would be the Sweetest Sin,
That Would be the Sweetest Sin..
Your lips upon my lips,
Can you invision this..
Temptation that I could never resist,
Your skin upon my skin..
Would be the Sweetest Sin,
Would be the Sweetest Sin..
Your lips upon my lips.. would be the Sweetest Sin
song performed by by Jessica Simpson
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Bianca
Her cheeks are hot, her cheeks are white;
The white girl hardly breathes to-night,
So faint the pulses come and go,
That waken to a smouldering glow
The morbid faintness of her white.
What drowsing heats of sense, desire
Longing and languorous, the fire
Of what white ashes, subtly mesh
The fascination of her flesh
Into a breathing web of fire?
Only her eyes, only her mouth,
Live, in the agony of drouth,
Athirst for that which may not be:
The desert of virginity
Aches in the hotness of her mouth.
I take her hands into my hands,
Silently, and she understands;
I set my lips upon her lips;
Shuddering to her finger-tips
She strains my hands within her hands.
I set my lips on hers; they close
Into a false and phantom rose;
Upon her thirsting lips I rain
A flood of kisses, and in vain;
Her lips inexorably close.
Through her closed lips that cling to mine,
Her hands that hold me and entwine,
Her body that abondoned lies,
Rigid with sterile ecstasies,
A shiver knits her flesh to mine.
Life sucks into a mist remote
Her fainting lips, her throbbing throat;
Her lips that open to my lips,
And, hot against her finger-tips,
The pulses leaping in her throat.
poem by Arthur Symons
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The Key-Board
Five-and-thirty black slaves,
Half-a-hundred white,
All their duty but to sing
For their Queen's delight,
Now with throats of thunder,
Now with dulcet lips,
While she rules them royally
With her finger-tips!
When she quits her palace,
All the slaves are dumb-
Dumb with dolour till the Queen
Back to Court is come:
Dumb the throats of thunder,
Dumb the dulcet lips,
Lacking all the sovereignty
Of her finger-tips.
Dusky slaves and pallid,
Ebon slaves and white,
When the Queen was on her throne
How you sang to-night!
Ah, the throats of thunder!
Ah, the dulcet lips!
Ah, the gracious tyrannies
Of her finger-tips!
Silent, silent, silent,
All your voices now;
Was it then her life alone
Did your life endow?
Waken, throats of thunder!
Waken, dulcet lips!
Touched to immortality
By her finger-tips.
poem by William Watson
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Before I met you
Before I met you I had laughter
A sane one, the laughter that you hear
In the usual cafes, in the market,
Then I asked for your name, we gazed
You showed you like my gaze, you liked
The way I talk, and I could sense it the
Way you gaze, the way you talked to me,
Like we have become two mirrors looking
At each other, like we have become two
Hands complimenting each other’s hold,
Like we have become two lips nearing
For the kiss to seal our emptiness, but
Then I close my eyes and see that it
is not you, and it is not me, in that
Moment, we see two strangers scared,
Two strangers scared in the darkness
Where we hid our two equal emotions,
We both remember the freshness of
Two mirror wounds and we compromise,
We are not; we are not really ready for this.
I get back to my laughter, the one before I met you.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Pushing Me Away
We been friends for 4 years
We have our laughs, jokes, fun, ect
I start liking you and I heard you like me too, but you
Pushing me away
You're scared of committed
If you think I'm Mrs. Right
Then take chances and if you don't you will never know
You just don't want to rude our friendship if this doesn't work out
Pushing me away
Tell me what's going on
Just give me chance and go out with me
You will not regret this
If you don't and you keep wondering what will happen
I been there
Pushing me away
It will hurt you in long way
So baby don't be scared and give us try
You will make me happier then ever, but
Instead you date other girls and see if you want to be with me yet
You think I'm scared of committed when is you
We keep argue about this over and over
Can you just date me already and not
Pushing me away
Don't let this chance go away
Pushing me away
poem by Christina Phan
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Pieholden Suite
Theres a whisper
I would like to breathe
Into your ear
But I'm too scared
To get that close
To you right now
There are dreams
We might have shared
And I still care
And I still love you
But you know how Ive been untrue
In the beginning
We closed our eyes
Whenever we kissed
We were surprised
To find so much inside
song performed by by Wilco
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From The Inside (Fun Poem 124)
Just imagine examining
your eyelids from the inside.
You close your eyes to rest them
and someone says you’re asleep,
but you are not, just examining
your eyelids from the inside.
Now how can anyone blame you
when you’ve been up
for twenty-four hours.
You don’t want to be rude
especially in front of friends,
so you just use the excuse
instead of saying your tired
that you are just examining
your eyelids from the inside.
poem by David Harris
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Hips Sway
Not the harsh sunshine
Cast soft dusk ambers instead
Brow furroughs not be shown
Let only clarity be read
Sway. Just sway
Close your eyes now
Sway
Let your mind wander now
Hips Sway
Let your mind wander
Hips Sway Sway
And like the road
That tells of no fatalities
Let me fool you one more time
Nievete travels smooth-Just fine
When you're with me
Sway Just sway
Close your eyes now
Sway
Let your mind wander now
Hips sway
Let your mind wander
Hips Sway Sway
Let the sweet of my lips
Linger on your finger tips
Longer than the rational of time
Not trying to keep you
Not trying to make you mine
Sway. Just sway
Close your eyes now
Sway
Let your mind wander now
Hips Sway
Let your mind wander
Hips Sway Sway
So when the night shadows
No longer move my way
Persuaded you can not be
Not even one more day
Impaled I will not be
Instead retreat to mountain tops
To face the sky and say
Remember how we used to sway
Close your eyes now
Sway.
Let your mind wander now
Hips Sway
Let your mind wander
Hips Sway Sway
poem by Atty Davis
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Can't Put My Finger On It
Is it alive, does it writhe
Can it survive under the sun?
I can't put my finger on it.
Is it green, is it red
Is it alive or is it dead
I can't put my finger on it
Scathe with a lathe
All the days in the past
I can't put my finger on it
Is it brown, is it white
Is it really outta sight
I can't put my finger on it
Can it squeal, does it squirm
If it's fresh will it burn?
I can't put my finger on it
Can it fly, will it try
If the wings are still wet?
I can't put my finger on it
Can it heal, is it real
Can it feel the threads of time?
I can't put my finger on it
Does it glow, will it shine
Does it leave a trail of slime
I can't put my finger on it
Are you surprised when I touch the dwarf inside?
(Repeat three times)
(Repeat first verse
song performed by by Ween
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Close Your Eyes
If you wanna know
Tomorrow morning I have to leave
But wherever I may be
Best believe I'm thinking of you
I can't believe how much I love
All we have is here tonight
We don't want to waste this time
Give me something to remember
Baby put your lips on mine
And I'll love you forever
Anytime that we find ourselves apart
Just close your eyes
And you'll be here with me
Just look to your heart
And that's where I'll be
If you just close your eyes
Till your drifting away
You'll never be too far from me
If you close your eyes
I know I'm gonna see you again
But promise me that you won't forget
Cause as long as you remember
A part of us will be together
So even when you're fast asleep
Look for me inside your dreams
Keep believing in what we're sharing
And even when I'm not there to tell you
I'll
song performed by by Westlife from Coast To Coast
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What a tripp
The cigarette burned
My finger tips
and dropp'd like a log
to the rug below
My eyes took a tripp
To dig the chick
Crouched like a cat
At the next window
My ears assembled music
Out of swarming streets
but my mind rebelled
At the idiots laughter
The rising frightful idiot laughter
cheering an army of
vacuum cleaners
poem by Timothy Harrington II
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My Secret
You've been told my secret
Not from the words of my lips
I wanted to keep it
Keep it on my finger tips
Wanting to tell you myself
Trying to find my courage
Wondering what are you thinking to yourself
Loosing all of my courage
Leading me far away from you
Slower each day
My eyes want to catch you in my view
Walking past you each day
But I don't won't to stray away
My heart is beating faster
For what I'm about to say
My lips begin to chatter
Chatter with the words in my mind
As I'm telling you my secret
From the words of my lips this time
Now you can keep it... our secret
Quietly Too Loud
You have to see, all this
Controversie and all these lies,
All the sorrow and all the pain
That's in this world,
Because maybe, maybe then
You'd see me,
Just look close
Don't be scared,
Close your eyes and I'll be there,
Leave me alone,
But please don't leave,
Why can't you see?
Please don't open you eyes,
I'm afraid, but I'm not suprised,
I'm alone, but you're right here
Why can't I move?
Why can't I just stand still?
It's a scary place
Especially when you alone,
But I'll be here when no one's home
Just leave me alone
poem by Travis Peterson
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Tantalizing
I have seen that her eyes are sharp.
Her eyes are sharp and attentive
But still I dare not encounter them.
They hold my head captive.
I have seen that her nose is stern.
Her nose is stern and aiming
But still that nose I cannot pinch.
It torments my eyes, straining.
I found that her lips are of flesh.
Her lips are fleshy and amorous
But still the very lips I cannot caress.
They render my lips nervous.
I like her face being slim and slender.
Her face is slim and passionate
But still I cannot claim that of her.
It keeps my brain desolate.
I wonder how nimble her limbs are.
Her limbs are nimble and at hand
But still to touch them I don’t dare.
They set my belly to grind.
I understand that her vibes is strong.
Her vibes is strong and resonant
But still me she chose to tantalize.
She left my soul poignant.
Total reticence from her
Might have been better
Rather than raising hope
And then belying it.
05.05.99
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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I Can't Put My Finger On It
[chanting]
Is it alive, does it writhe
Can it survive under the sun?
I can't put my finger on it
Is it green, is it red
Is it alive or is it dead
I can't put my finger on it
Scathe with a lathe
All the days in the past
I can't put my finger on it
Is it brown, is it white
Is it really outta sight
I can't put my finger on it
Do you know what i'm saying?
Do you know what i'm saying, people?
Can it squeal, does it squirm
If it's fresh will it burn?
I can't put my finger on it
Can it fly, will it try
If the wings are still wet?
I can't put my finger on it
Can it heal, is it real
Can it feel the threads of time?
I can't put my finger on it
Does it glow, will it shine
Does it leave a trail of slime
I can't put my finger on it
I tell you one time...
Are you surprised when i touch the dwarf inside?
(repeat three times)
(repeat first verse)
Ha ha ha...oh yeah, oh yeah!
song performed by by Ween
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Finite Loves
In night's darkness you will see two blue eyes
when two stars were so close - close to touch;
she tipped that solitude soft, caress to match,
finite reach in the realms of your storied prize.
There your courses turned out to be harmonic,
inspired by the incandescent sparkle of above;
two stars reminded to both of that cold glove,
and iced disruption of finite loves, synchronic.
But it was so beautiful to hold under the skies,
to ask her eyes if seconds both could embrace,
as with her soft finger-tips two lips out traced,
and felt darkness with silent forbidding cries..
poem by Giorgio Veneto
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Wrapped Around Your Finger
You consider me the young apprentice
Caught between the Scylla and Charibdes.
Hypnotized by you if I should linger
Staring at the ring around your finger.
I have only come here seeking knowledge,
Things they would not teach me of in college.
I cant see the best in me
That you saw
I'll be wrapped around your finger.
I'll be wrapped around your finger.
Mephistopheles is not your name,
But I know what you're up to just the same.
I will listen hard to your tuition,
And you will see it come to it's fruition.
I'll be wrapped around your finger.
I'll be wrapped around your finger.
Devil and the deep blue sea behind me
Vanish in the air you'll never find me.
I will turn your face to alabaster,
Then you'll find your servant is your master,
And you'll be wrapped around my finger.
I'll be wrapped around your finger.
You'll be wrapped around my finger.
I'll be wrapped around your finger
song performed by by Underoath
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Got If Right!
oh! boy, a child eats bread, even cap wave of handful
fingers linger in disarray
beautiful wish I see, letting that little cute sight
want to peep in the silent of the whole
laughter node in every tips of the flipping lips,
pushing it loud for other can be proud
hey! little handsome boy, what have your doing for as
if nobody made it all, look that crushing hands, amazing!
like it to be done, but seem somebody have made it gone
be guided, the oh! will make it fun...do it right again
poem by Antonio Liao
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Empty
How could it be that you know me
My deepest fears my fantasies
Confide in you what no one knows
But it feels so real
[CHORUS:]
(when I close my eyes)
I can see your face
(when I lick my lips)
I can taste your smile
(when I see your name)
My heart starts to race
(if I can't read your thoughts)
Then I feel empty
(when I close my eyes)
I feel empty
(when I close my eyes)
I feel empty
(when I close my eyes)
Whoa I feel empty
(when I close my eyes)
Is this a new way to love
Never face to face is it enough?
Does it really count or am I a fool?
So tell me please
song performed by by Janet Jackson from The Velvet Rope
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Massage
Massage me with you lips,
place your hands softy,
rub me me with your finger tips,
put your body on mine,
tingle my skin with you thumbs,
find the knots to unwind,
kiss me to the end of time.
poem by Walter C. Edwards
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