Free Me From Your Teases, Please
Free me from your teases, please.
No longer can I hide inside,
That exposed exterior side I show.
You are chipping away at it.
And I'm noticing how I can not resist.
Something you do keeps me anticipating...
A boost of the 'giddy'
That begins to reveal my insecurities.
Stop it and dropp this teasing done to me!
Free me from your teases, please.
You make me uncomfortable.
And I know this you can see.
I can not look you straight in your eyes.
You're doing something to me,
And I am caught by surprise.
Why have you picked me to do this to?
I am not a piece of putty,
Or wish to you to be glued!
Free me from your teases, please.
I will not be your next choice,
To play the fool for you.
Unless you give me a sign or a clue...
You are serious to pursue,
The depths of my lust!
And how you and I can keep that thrusting!
On a daily basis with touches we trust...
Belong to just us!
I can be discreetly sleazy.
Expect that to please...
And end your teases to meet your needs.
I can and will deliver.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Kissing Power
Kisses upon kisses
Teases upon teases
Certain madness fills the air
It is termed as love I fear
Kisses upon kisses
Teases upon teases
Touches upon touches
My hearts broken pieces
Are once again at peace
Kisses upon kisses
Teases upon teases
Touches upon touches
Flattery upon Flattery
Love always sparkles without batteries
Lips upon lips
First a taste of your tongues tip
Admiration induces exploration
While love ignites imagination
I can feel your kissing power
And the sensational effect it showers
I can feel your kissing power
As you handle me like a delicate flower
Week legs
Pleasure begs
I can feel your kissing power
While you kiss me by the hour
Don't stop!
Be my hero not my flop!
poem by Sylvia Chidi
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Krishna Complains About His Older Brother
O mother mine, Dau (Balram)forever teases me.
you never gave birth to me,
and I was bought in the market.
this is what he tells me
o mother mihne, Dau forever teases me.
fed up of his teasing ways,
I don't go out to play.
who is your mother?
and who is your father?
again and again he says.
Yasoda's fair, so also Nanda,
how come you're so dark?
Dau provokes, the gopas laugh,
and all have such a lark.
me, mother, you want to beat,
but Dau you never even scold,
seeing the anger on Mohan's face
Yasoda's joy was untold,
listen Kanha, Balbhadra is naughty,
wicked from his birth,
you're my son, and I your mother,
I swear by mother cows worth!
poem by Sant Surdas
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The Moon Has Tears
The moon cries from stupid lies,
Foul moons deeply feel sorry
For their tears and worn truths,
Such as what accumulates on the beach.
The sea is dear, expensive, wild,
And full of mischief, all because of you
And silver moons.
Move merriment into the soul of delight
As movement teases us, teases us whole.
May godly scholars provoke crime
On the outward sky, controlling and responding
Like something to be judged.
poem by Naveed Akram
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Nature Teases
Nature teases
With money muscle
Listen carefully
And act as you like
Nature make you free.
poem by Gajanan Mishra
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Whether Daggerless But...And, Or If Cloaked
I wish I knew your true identity.
I wish I knew who you were...
Coming into my lfe,
Daggerless but cloaked.
With mental teases...
That do not provoke.
Even though you could...
But you don't provide a heat...
To ignite and get that fire started.
I wish I knew your true identity.
I wish I knew who you were...
Coming into my lfe,
Daggerless but cloaked.
With mental teases...
That do not provoke.
Even though you could...
But you don't provide a heat...
To ignite and get that fire started.
Why?
Do you sense a commonness between us,
Perhaps?
Do you perceive my 'eclecticness'
Has a variety of pieces,
I make comfortably fit.
And you believe you know 'the how'
'The why' and reason I do this?
If there is a 'reason behind it at all!
I wish I knew your true identity.
I wish I knew who you were...
Coming into my lfe,
Daggerless but cloaked.
With mental teases...
That do not provoke.
Even though you could...
But you don't provide a heat...
To ignite and get that fire started.
I sense you like to wine and dine,
Under candlelight?
But you don't provide a heat...
To light and get that fire started.
Whether daggerless,
But...and, or if cloaked...
Or not!
We both need something to eat.
Curiosity may have killed the cat...
But this dude does not feed on teases,
Alone!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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How Deep Do You Want It?
How deep do you want it?
You want it cloaked or flaunted?
Would you like it raw and bare?
Or perhaps a little sweet...
Discreet without flair?
Procrastinated teases,
Would that please your fantasies?
Breathy telephone calls delivered...
With heightened obscenities?
Would this arouse a need,
Or a possibility?
Would that get you moist?
Hot and bothered...
Is that your choice?
How deep do you want it?
You want something slow and thrusting?
You want something 'nasty' done to you?
You want something throbbing...
Hot to make you sweat!
How deep do you want it?
I'm not saying I can do it!
But at least I will know...
Where on your wish list this will go!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Mastered
If it is not a craft you are going to master,
Much unlike a hobby done for sport!
Or something like a doodle done?
You ought not make attempts,
To discuss your relationship with it!
Since it is not embraced in your heart at all!
It is something you believe attracts attention.
Not the skill performed and nourishing the soul.
An ego gets tired and old with time.
However...
A craft that has been mastered,
Is in constant practice.
It rehearses when one should sleep.
And teases itself to keep...
The signature of God upon it!
Proud it speaks with such uniqueness.
Free of pretensions to pass,
Whenever asked of origin.
It simply is as it wishes to be exposed.
And revealed the way it is and admired!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Love Door
You want all my lovin'.
But just pieces I get.
Just a piece to treat me.
You want my lovin'.
But a tease you give me.
A piece you think will treat and please.
I...I,
Don't like it that way.
No.
I...I,
Can't stop it when you start.
Feeling like a dope,
On a rope choked.
And I...I,
Try to fight it,
But I'm hooked.
With a tail you wag...
You like to see mine,
Hang and drag.
I...I
Don't like it!
I...I
Can't fight it or try.
You know I want more...
But my needs you ignore.
You want all my lovin'.
But just pieces I get.
And,
I...I
Don't like it!
I...I
Can't fight it or try.
You know I want more...
But the teasing of the piece that treats you keep
To weaken me,
Is kept in my mind...
Behind your love door!
And,
I...I
Don't like it!
I...I
Can't fight it or try.
The piece that treats you keep to weaken me...
With teases,
Is behind your love door.
You know I want what's more,
Behind your love door.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Everybody Free
Michael w. smith/ chris rice
I belong to you and you belong to me. your unconditional love overhwelms me.
The longing in my heart has stirred a faded memory
Of my young heart beating fast behind the willow tree
I was counting out loud, and I only peeked a time or two
And the only purpose in my life was finding you
Singing, ollie, ollie, everybody free!
Now was I chasing you or were you chasing me?
We all grow up and put away our childhood games
But deep inside I wonder if we really change
cause Im still seeking, though Ive learned to hide so well
And I can still remember how it felt
Singing, ollie, ollie, everybody free!
Will I ever find someone pursuing me?
And then you caught me by surprise
I found my tears are in your eyes
I hear my heart inside of you
At last Ive found somebody who
Can free my soul
And love me too
I cant believe we hide so long and run so well
When all the while were aching to be caught and held
But its only in surrender that our freedom comes
And so I run abandoned to your waiting arms
Singing ollie, ollie, everybody free!
I belong to you and you belong to me!
...singin ollie, ollie, everybody free
song performed by by Michael W. Smith
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That Which Is Good
That which is good,
And provides a wholesomemess...
As it should once it is understood,
Will always be disputed...
By those who can not directly profit,
With a pocketing...
From the many who begin to acknowledge this.
And no longer are addicted,
To that which teases to be better than it is!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Give Me a Nod
Attack you do,
With passion that asserts!
That is my dessert...
That begins my flirting!
Ignore with teases beginning to please.
I know when I am baited...
If it's good I'll succumb with ease!
You lick your lips as if I am looking.
Of course I am...
Your glimpses come,
And arrive at my stares.
Just give me a nod!
You can tell from where you are,
I'm throbbing and ready to go,
As deep and far as you want to take this
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Got To Be Free
(malik pendelton/nicole johnson)
Ive got to be free
Gotta be, gotta be free
Ive got to be free
Gotta be, gotta be free
Long goodbyes, stolen glances
Cant explain all thats happened in our past
Im tired of creating lies to be alone
Im living wrong, were living wrong
More and more you make me
Afraid to come around
You take the pleasure out of being in love
And being down and down and down and down and down
For the one whos there for me
All I really want to be is free, yeah
Ive got to be free, got to be free
Gotta be, gotta be free
Ive got to be free, got to be free
Gotta be, gotta be free
You dont know why, havent got a clue
In the dark about why I am leaving you
You cant expect me to go on this way
No, I cannot stay, I will not stay
More and more you make me
Realize what I have home
Whats taboos exciting
But sometimes it just gets old
Sometimes it just gets old
For as long as I am me, boy
All I really want to be is free
Ive got to be free, got to be free
Gotta be, gotta be free
Ive got to be free, got to be free
Gotta be, gotta be free
Ive got to be free, got to be free
Gotta be, gotta be free
Ive got to be free, got to be free
Gotta be, gotta be free
Ive got to be free, got to be free
Gotta be, gotta be free
Ive got to be free, got to be free
Gotta be, gotta be free
song performed by by Diana Ross
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Ill Never Set You Free
Theres nothing I can say
Theres nothing I can do
To show you the love
That I got for you
Theres nothing in this world
That could ever take your place
When I look into your eyes
I see a sweet face
Ill never set you free
till you give your love to me
cos I love you (Ill never set, set you free)
And I need you (Ill never set, set you free)
Yes I want you (Ill never set, set you free)
cos I love you (Ill never set, set you free)
Will you open up your heart
So love could make a start
I know that if you do
Dreams will come true
Ill never set you free
till you give your love to me
cos I love you (Ill never set, set you free)
And I need you (Ill never set, set you free)
Yes I want you (Ill never set, set you free)
cos I love you (Ill never set, set you free)
Ill never set you free
till you give your love to me
Theres nothing you can do
To stop my love for you
cos I love you (Ill never set, set you free)
And I need you (Ill never set, set you free)
Yes I want you (Ill never set, set you free)
cos I love you (Ill never set, set you free)
[repeat / fade]
song performed by by Rick Astley
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Because these show are live, script pages are being switched during the program and new commercial teases might be yelled in your ear with just enough time to scribble them on scrap paper before reading them.
quote by Randy West
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Jupiter
Maurice white, verdine white, larry dunn & philip bailey
Maurice white, verdine white, larry dunn and philip bailey
Searching in the sky one night, while looking for the moon
I viewed a mighty light approching in a zoom
Need was there to tell someone of my discovery
Fifteen seconds later, a light appeared in front of me
To my surprise, there stood a man with age and mystery
His name was jupiter and came to visit me
The name is jupiter, from the galaxy
I came to meet you, to make you free
Deliver to you a flower from
A distant planet, from where I come
Keep your eye on jupiter, such beauty in the sky
We will wait for your return in the by & by
Keep your eye on jupiter, memories we shall fulfill
Just to view a brighter day, and do a righteous will
Watching and considering my visual state of mind
The flower fragrance help reveal to me the sign
The sigh of love, I had confessed to live and really know
The sign of love which I had failed my fellowman to show
The name is jupiter, from the galaxy
I came to meet you, to make you free
Deliver to you a flower from
A distant planet, from where I come
The name is jupiter, from the galaxy
I came to meet you, to make you free
Deliver to you a flower from
A distant planet, from where I come
song performed by by Earth Wind And Fire
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My daughter teases me once in a while saying, Remember when you used to be my mother and you had black hair?
quote by Loni Anderson
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Needing Ingredients
Some have a little.
Some have a lot.
And many choose to hide themselves,
Behind boulder and rocks...
With a blocking of their existence,
Nonstop.
Some scribble their riddles.
And some find time to rhyme.
While others disgruntled,
Try to compose their displeasures...
Although they have neither nickle or dime.
And a faking of what one has,
No longer teases the baking of a cake...
To give a taste of what could be great.
And those in the kitchen needing ingredients to mix,
Sit turning off and on the oven...
Hoping someone gets the hint,
They can not prepare to fix for lips...
If supplies are not ther to take advantage of it.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Sinking
Sinking.
Sinking in pathos.
Such sentiments...
Leave me lamenting,
In waiting.
Torment.
Torment in moments.
Undoing heartbreak...
With streams of daylight,
That teases.
I wish I could be free,
Of memories that linger.
On a tapestry
I once loved and surrendered...
To you,
As we both grew from first meeting!
Drinking.
To numb what we had then.
Thinking.
I must unweave from what was 'when'.
Just to 'sink' myself deeper in!
And praying to find 'me'...
Once again!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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On Call to Drip
I want to please.
I don't want you on your knees,
To beg!
For more?
For what?
Don't think of it!
I get no rest,
Wanting to deliver for you,
My best!
And that is all I will give.
For as long as I live.
That you will get!
I don't mind the sweat,
That comes with it!
I want to please.
Allow me to explore,
The ways to do that...
Better than before.
No thirsting you will do,
When from me it pours.
Or teases to get you started.
I want to please.
'That'
Is in my blood.
On call to drip,
If needed.
Or there in a quietness sitting,
In a marinating done.
Selected to choose you to soothe.
I want to please.
I want to see you gratified,
After satisfying your tastes!
I want to please.
Not haste...
And waste,
To expedite your wish to leave.
I want to please.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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