Nipples
Men and women both have nipples.
But birds have nipples not.
Since they can not miss them licked...
Do they get a kick when lifting wings?
Finding that divine and heavenly.
As we wait,
Getting tweaked now and then...
By someone who has a fetish!
And we are promised to get wings,
When 'that' time comes!
And who can really say they know that to be true?
Especially if that is 'suppose' to be,
The ultimate 'G' spot!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Distance and Us
Heart of a drought land
till the moon find it's fantasy,
at thy nipples will my wary
lips find comfort. Still the gentle
wind of the day scares me cos
birds will whisper thy name
then lend you wings for keep.
If only flood will find thy desires
my heart will lay with the death,
when water subdue the land
and roses toss wildly around me,
my love for you can never be cloud.
poem by Enyinwa Okechukwu Enyinwa
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Your Insanity
It took me years to understand
Your insanity-
Your flowery rhythms and
Your mismatched attire
And shoes,
That smiled upon me
Each time you spoke
Something unimportant-
Yes, there is purpose in it,
I suppose-that some divine
Providence that lifts you
Higher than this mundane
World-but I found
It's this insanity that keeps
You doing what you're
Doing-
Like songs of crickets
And wild yellow flowers
That tickle your nostrils
And brush against your nipples,
And all the sarcasm
That make me laugh
At your girlish ideas
About the complexities
Of life and love-
Yes, I suppose I'd go fishing
With you among the stars
And read through your
Private journals of what
The universe was like
Before you and I were born-
But all I know is this
Here and now,
While the insidious clocks
Keep reminding of
Our mortality and
Superfluity of it all-
Yes, your insanity is
Infectious as is your youth,
As we volley back and
Forth between secular
And divine,
Between revelatory
And superficial,
Between exuberance
And routine,
Between just breathing
And being truly alive.
Beyond words lies the ocean,
Beyond rationality,
The spirit of lovers
In a tender embrace-
And there I am, I suppose,
Caught up in the insanity
That you propose-
And all I can say to you,
My darling, is
Yes, and yes, and yes…
May 21,2008
poem by Alexander Shaumyan
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A troop of baboons (Terzanelle)
I saw a troop of baboons gather
with mothers inspecting for ticks
in a group coming together
feeling through heads with finger nails making sharp clicks
and small mouths finding nipples
with mothers inspecting for ticks
and two old cripples
came hobbling along
and small mouths finding nipples
and some female baboons howling as if in song
and babies
came hobbling along
and some were agitated as if having rabies,
and there were large females
and babies
and as guards a group of huge males.
I saw a troop of baboons gather
and there were large females
in a group coming together.
[References: Les Chercheuses de Poux by Jean Arthur Rimbaud and The Sisters by Roy Campbell.]
poem by Gert Strydom
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Time Kisses Us On Our Cheeks
time kisses us on our cheeks
and fingers our nipples;
time grins at us and we see
we have all come at the wrong time
and at the wrong places;
and when everything is arranged again
like a child moves the toys and dolls and figures at play
we look at one another
and think this is the right place and time
and then
time kisses us on our cheeks
and fingers our nipples;
time grins at us and we see
we have all come at the wrong time
and at the wrong places
poem by Raj Arumugam
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How Delicious
how delicious can you get
when you get naked before me
how delirious can i get
when i touch your body
when i kiss your lips
when your hands hold my hair
when you lick my nipples
when you sleep with me
you give me wings to fly
and yet i stay beside you
on top of you
how blissful this moment
how ecstasy takes my soul
how short, how time can get too short
like my bending knees
like my grasp of you
like my sighs so incomplete
inside your breasts.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Misery of distance
Heart of drought land till
the moon find its fantasy
at your nipples will my
wary lips find comfort,
still the wild wind of the
day scare me cos birds will
lend you wings for keep.
My heart doubt this pain
within you, if only flood
can find your desires
my heart will dine with
the death.Even when the
ocean conquer the land
or roses toss around me
my love for you can never
be cloud.
poem by Enyinwa Okechukwu Enyinwa
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If My Verses Had The Wings
Songs as sweet as summer brings,
To your flowery lawn should fly
If my verses had the wings—
Wings of birds that haunt the sky.
Like the spark that upward springs,
They would seek your smiling hearth,
If my verses had the wings—
Wings such as a spirth hath.
Near you, close as ivy clings,
They would dwell by night and day
If my verses had the wings—
Wings like love to speed the way.
poem by Victor Hugo
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Creativity And Illusions...
in the most noisy world
you can close your ears
and the sights you see
can have your own music from your soul
you can choose
what to hear and you can also pretend about what to see
or feel
you started doing this a long time ago
on that day when the birds of dawn broke their wings
when the light from the moon bent a little to have the illusion
of quiet, too early to learn
how is it to be a dove amidst the bats
how is it to be a lamb around the foxes
the world since then has become one big square
and then you create a scene: a green river flowing inside the forest
singing like a maiden
nude as she arranges her black hair
long enough to cover her breasts... and then
you place a man along the banks
paddling a boat towards her nipples
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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On Angel Wings
On angel wings you do fly
On angel wings into the sky
On angel wings i do cry
Because those angel wings took you away
On angel wings the heralds sing
Is there no such lovely thing?
On angel wings you fly away.
I will see these angel wings again someday
When i am old and my time has come
On angel wings I will fly
Until I'm holding you once again
Smiling on angel wings.
poem by Troy Nichols
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3i
when you wear a thong
love begins to love you
you imitate its nudity
and look for intimacy
like some stings and strings
when you go naked all the way
with pubic hairs in some array
on an island of light
nipples protruding and
legs on a graceful spread
in bed
dim lights and scents of
magnolias
things perhaps shall make
some changes
departures turning into
welcomes
arms into wings
feet into ponds
how peaceful after love
how caressing time becomes
why not?
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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A Seduction: Come Out to Dance
It was the dancing,
the dizzying
which carried me
your hand in the small of my
back
lifting me,
floating me
gravity defying;
Your breath in my ear
causes waterfalls
to splash down
to my Sexual Ocean
which rises sending
wave after wave to inhabit
my entire body rolling.
My nipples
press against
your swollen chest,
electrifying
each sensuous
place
sparks fly
like a Lightening Tree,
each spot firing
again and again;
the last in my eyes.
You're close
where between us
are only the remnants
of my lilac perfume.
You seduced me
and I you,
dancing.
Dancing
both on
and off
our feet.
poem by Lonnie Hicks
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Pet Snakes
Suckle with milk
Snakes don’t thank
Sting your own nipples
Buck up recusants
They kick your own backs
Friends of abutting tract
Beware of abetting freaks
First sparks start
In your own park
poem by Sathya Narayana
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I Suppose
I've given up everything for you
I thought you were different
I thought you were true
But for some reason
I don't blame you.
Now I sit and wait
Staring at the closed gate
Sitting by a tree
All alone with only me
Now I see
I can do so much with time
My only wish is you were mine
That would be my time well spent
If one day it ever comes to an end.
I could do so much with time
If only you were mine
Now I know
I should have never let you go
But I screwed up again
I suppose.
We haven't talked in forever
It's obvious we're not together
I miss you so
But I want you to know.
As I sit and wait
Staring at this closed gate
There's nothing I'd want more
Than to have you here with me
So you could see
I can do so much with time
My only wish is you were mine
That would be my time well spent
If one day it ever comes to an end.
I could do so much with time
If only you were mine
Now I know
I should have never let you go
I tried to push you away
Now I think about you every freaking lonely day
I love you so
I'd never let you go
I had you so close
But I screwed up again
I suppose.
Yesterday I talked to you
And yesterday we talked it through.
Now I know everything is right
When I can't stop thinking about you tonight.
As I sit and wait
Staring at the closed gate
Sitting by a tree
Now together you're with me
It would be impossible to see.
I can do so much with time
Still my only wish is you were mine
I know we're friends
But I want us to be more
Before the end
It'd be impossible
I suppose.
But there's only one sure way to know.
I'm taking my time
I'm asking you
Will you be true
Will you be mine
What you will say
I do not know
But there I go again
I suppose.
poem by Mystykka Mysterious
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On Angel Wings
On Angel Wings You Do Fly
On Angel Wings Into The Sky
On Angel Wings I Do Cry
Because Thise Angel Wings Took You Away
On Angel Wings The Angels Sing
Is There No Such Lovely Thing
On Angel Wings You Fly Away
I Will See Them Angel Wings Again Some Day
When I Am Old And My Time Has Come
On Angel Wings I Will Fly
Tell I See You Once Again
Smiling On Angel Wing
poem by Merceds Lilly
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How Much For Your Wings?
How much for your wings?
How much for your wings?
Well it comes and it goes
How much for your wings?
And its high and low
How much for your wings?
I can name a price
How much for your wings?
Many forget their pride
Chorus
If I were you and and you were me
Wed know
And could it be what you perceive
Is wrong?
And what I mean what wrong could be
I dont know
Im not naive but I believe
So I may grow
How much for your wings?
The soul you kiss good-bye
How much for your wings?
Watch the stars collide
How does it feel
When youre the only one?
song performed by by Black Crowes
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I Aint Been Licked
(nickolas ashford/valerie simpson)
Roll down the gangway
So theyll see that its me
I know theyll wonder about my recovery
Yes, I lost a love that promised happiness
What my heart wouldnt accept
Put me to the test
They keep a holding me down
But I rise
Yes it can be done
They keep a holding me down
But I rise
They cant make me run
Keep a holding me down
But I rise
Got my second wind
Keep a holding me down
But I rise
Tell em Im back again
Just say
I aint been licked
I aint been licked
I aint been licked
Tell em for me
I aint been licked
Like outa nowhere my whole world fell apart
Till this day no one knows
What I felt in my heart
All those precious things
Inside me tried to still
Hands I thought would help
Pushed me over the hill
Keep a holding me down
But I rise
Yes, it can be done
Keep a holding me down
But I rise
They cant make me run
Keep a holding me down
But I rise
Got my second wind
Keep a holding me down
But I rise
Tell em Im back again
Just say
I aint been licked
I aint been licked
I aint been licked
Tell em for me
I aint been licked
Keep a holding me down
But I rise
Just to start again
Rise
Show em that I can
Rise
Found a brand new dream
Rise
Just to prove one thing
Just say
I aint been licked
I aint been licked
I aint been licked
Tell em for me
I aint been licked
I want the world to see
I aint been licked
Although my love is gone
I aint been licked
Somehow I carry one
I aint been licked
Ill find the strength somehow
I aint been licked
I think Im ready now
I aint been licked
I aint been licked
I aint been licked
I aint been licked
song performed by by Diana Ross
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On Paul Cezanne' Women Bathers
there is no other story to tell
about women bathing nude but
nothing is exposed like a real strangled pubic hair
or the splitting of a woman's flesh to see
whether there is blood in their arms
and wrists.
the river freezes. there is no motion for fluidity.
the women are stuffed like dolls of cotton and rags
sewn and brought together to form
the faces of humanity.
i know now.During Paul's time it is a sin to tell a lie.
It is also a graver sin to tell and expose
the truth.And so these women did not have nipples.
What is inside them is just this thick paint
of paul, always trying to conceal what is important.
i feel so sick about it.
But it is still so beautiful as i now, tell you about it.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Folded Wings
Folded wings to
retreat
finding a secure
sanctuary.
as a wounded dove
searching for a
peaceful enviroment.
forever in flight
always seeking-never
finding.
going to the well
again and again
leaving empty.
with a tear in her
eye
loneliness apparent
with folded wings
retreats.
poem by Heather Burns
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Wings
If GOD had given man wings
As he did the angels upon their birth
Would Man be satisfied with the Earth below
Or would he neglect all and for GOD he would search.
Would he throw all of his dreams and wishes away
As he would fly towards the heavens and sky
Would his only thought was to find GOD himself
And forever he would search until he would die.
Would his life be forever searching
And never one place would he call home
Neglecting the Earth and soil on the ground below
And always would he roam.
If GOD had given man wings
As he did to the birds up in the sky
Would GOD want man to visit him
Or just to give Man the ability to try.
Would Man then think that he was GODS equal
If he too like the birds had wings on his back
Or would he think that he was one of GODS Angels
And then against creatures he would fight and attack.
But then GOD he indeed knows all
As been preached by pastors, leaders and Kings
So I look up in the sky as the birds soar with content
I am am so happy GOD never gave man any wings.
poem by Randy McClave
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Broken Wings
Broken wings
Broken wings
Twirls in ballroom gowns
Echos of glory
And reminders of things lost
Broken wings
Broken wings
Only feet to help carry on now
A thousand voices
Singing the same song
Broken wings
Broken wings
Feathers litter the ground
Where the proud used to stand
Where only broken wings remain
poem by Autumn Winds
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