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Conveyings

I have taken Yesterday
wrapped it in time and space
aligned it with previous weeks and days,
inside sliver months;

plucked stars down for your hair,
laid down silly smiles;
and lover's whisperings;
with silent sittings between you and I
cryptic written notes;
walks into fading sunlight;
gentle glancings
surging breathings
hands outreaching
and they'll all not
convey
the way it was
and will be.

I'll not count the fathoms deep
I've seen in your eyes;
from my dingy
floating here
with me my hands raised
in sweet surrender.

I'll not measure
the paper thin
separation between us
causing electricity itself
to jump the gap
make the spark
and you say' did you do that? '

'No, ' I said 'but we did.'

I'll place awe, my own,
into the center of things
when I see and feel
our two souls
cross the paper thin;
each soul
becoming the other one's;
each sigh is born
first a tiny trembling
and later the raging
body-storm
.
'Some things' she said 'are known or felt
and some are revealed to us.'
I said 'Yes, for me it is humility
when shown
that which is larger than anything known
in individual philosophies;
in this we are shown
another world
through
that portal
labeled 'Love' s Call.'

poem by Lonnie Hicks
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Paper Thin

Rich and wealthy canvas
Clustered up in jewels
Finding all your heavyweights
Are featherweights and fools
Broken all your promises
Broken all your paper plates
Clustered in gold
Crusted in gold
Heavy and hollow
Look at the shape were in
Find us here
Paper thin
Heavy and humble
Look at the shape were in
Find us here
Paper thin
In origami cities
In nations build on sand
Love got bend right outta shape
Things got outta hand
Polystyrene skylines
Papier mch smiles
Rusted and bruised
Tarnished and frail
Heavy and hollow
Look at the shape were in
Find us here
Paper thin
Heavy and humble
Look at the shape were in
Find us here
Paper thin
Stars scrape the moon
And the moon scrapes the sky
We stand beneath
Wondering why
Stars scrape the moon
And the moon scrapes the sky
We stand beneath
Wondering, wondering why
Paper buys the men
The men that make the bomb
The bomb that makes this world
Paper thin!
Money markets crumble
Gentle as a drum
But if you see me stumble, im
Paper thin!
Life is but a fragile thing
So delicate and pure
An accolade bestowed on us
Paper thin!
So contemplate the skull
The skull beneath the skin
One day we all die, were
Paper thin
Bury your destruction
In your last battle hymn
The barriers between us, make em all
Paper thin! paper thin!
Paper thin! paper thin!
Underneath the paper moon
The sky is paper thin
Torn into a thousand shreds
So let the solar system in
Rich and wealthy canvas
Clustered up in jewels
Finding all your heavyweights
Are featherweights and fools
In origami cities
In nations build on sand
Love got bend right outta shape
Nothing ends as planned
And its all-paper thin
Paper thin. paper thin

song performed by by Abc
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A Handkerchief Surrenders

If I can but see
those reaching arms before me,

feel flat against my chest
your welcoming breasts;

for me this would content.

If I could but feel
that dizzying quivering
your touch makes,

that for me would content.

If I can see
my own soul stirrings
in your beckoning eyes,
my contour
fitting your contour
perfectly,

I'd sigh
the perfect sigh.

So close we;
paper thin
the space between;

that all points of contact
blend
smooth skin
against smooth skin.
.
Give me your handkerchief;
wave it
before me;

and here is mine
in sweet
surrender,
buffeted
by that perfect breeze;
my
and your
deep breathing
brings.
mutually;

handkerchiefed.

poem by Lonnie Hicks
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Upon this paper my life is written

Upon this paper my life is written,
a tree doubled over in pain.
The red ink flows over the skin,
full stops and commas are hair and stars:
eyes of sea left on ships,
destroyed houses, rusting girders.
This paper is as black as the storm,
destroyed villages where there is no fiesta.
This paper burns as reason does,
lightning in the sky flashes in its millions.
This paper is a sky where there is no God,
this paper is alone…
this paper does not fly…
this paper… it is I.

poem by Menotti Lerro from The Poetry of Menotti Lerro (2011), translated by Andrew Mangham, Maria Rosaria La Marca
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Equilibrium

I wanted those lips
but she was unaware;
I wanted her hips
which moved in small circles
so easily
child-bearing hips
belly-dancing hips
undulating hips,
but she was unaware.

The eyes were at once shy and bold
because she would look shyly
but then drink me in transfixed, innocently
I wanted her hands upon me
gentle hands, hesitantly
which invited my own touch-
my urgent desire
to seize.

because seizing
is a form of honesty,
a weakness some men have
compared to false sensitivity-
a weakness some women like to excite
some fear, and some are oblivious to.

But once inside her personal space
she changed, transformed
pressing against me
from her own center because desire knows no gender,
and I become the flower in her garden
opening to her sunlight
her mouth's gentle moist waterings
lifted too by those buoyant

breasts
crushing into me, hungrily-
her offerings.
She gasps directing my urges
gives me hers
our contours

meet
in the receiving
and the giving
the merging
the paper thin breathing
between us
boundaries now collapsing
gasps of warm airs

surges,
arms enfolding
in cathedral body
space
which is the realm of True Love's First Embrace.
She whispered
'I need this.'
and I spin away
yet we both

exchange then
Yin and Yang
creating that
perfect equilibrium
where hearts sing
where embraces consecrate
where souls merge.

No kiss surpasses the first kiss
No embrace replicates
True Love's First.

poem by Lonnie Hicks
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Crooked Halo

Eyes to you, every hand I see. eyes to you, very heavy in my hands.
Eyes raised up to your hand, my arms diseased.
Eyes fall, eyes follow you, and Ill be,
Somethings not ready for...
My love for you. Ive been this space for you.
Our crooked halos and i, I fall to you again.
Some things i, some things Ive never been told.
Some things Ive never been told.
Your head to me, heavey as Im dropping down.
Son you raise it to me, as my feet, my feet they hit the ground.
All for you my hands are burning,
All for you my knees theyre hurting.
I push it down for, I push it down for, I push it down for,
Somethings not ready for...
My love to you. il be your, your space to you,
Your crooked halo, and I fall, and I fall to you again
Theres some things my friend, some things Ive never been told...
Some things Ive never been told.
Can you see that weve raced these lessons of our days,
Were better of here yeah, were better of dead.
These eyes follow you, my eyes follow you,
Do you remember in our days? , wont you let it go...
Can you see me my tired friend, theres something I need to tell you.
I guess I meant to give it to you a long, long road ago.
Its all for you my hands are beating,
Its all for you my mind, Ive needed you.
I fall to you again, and I fall to you again.
Theres somethings Ive never been told.
Theres somethings weve never shown.
Theres some lines Ive never told you.
Theres some times i, Ive never showed you.
Do you still need my time if I show it to you?
And do you still write it off every time I open to you?
I know its alright, I know its alright, I know its alright

song performed by by Candlebox
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Thin Disguise

This house used to feel so warm..
The heater works but I'm chilled to the bone
Oh, this room never felt so big.
There's not enough conversation to fill the empty spaces.
How can you love someone and not know them at all?
Chorus:
It's a thin disguise, living our lives behind a thin disguise.
One of these days if I got the time,
I'll show you what I'm like on the inside.
I talked, you used to hear me so well.
Now all the best conversations are with myself.
Oh I wish I knew what's pulling you away,
And the space that's grown between us,
Gets a little bigger everyday.
How can you love someone and not know them at all?
Chorus:
It's a thin disguise, living our lives behind a thin disguise.
One of these days if I got the time,
I'll show you what I'm like on the inside.

song performed by by Warrant
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Thin Disguise

This house used to feel so warm..
The heater works but I'm chilled to the bone
Oh, this room never felt so big.
There's not enough conversation to fill the empty spaces.
How can you love someone and not know them at all?
Chorus:
It's a thin disguise, living our lives behind a thin disguise.
One of these days if I got the time,
I'll show you what I'm like on the inside.
I talked, you used to hear me so well.
Now all the best conversations are with myself.
Oh I wish I knew what's pulling you away,
And the space that's grown between us,
Gets a little bigger everyday.
How can you love someone and not know them at all?
Chorus:
It's a thin disguise, living our lives behind a thin disguise.
One of these days if I got the time,
I'll show you what I'm like on the inside.

song performed by by Warrant
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Paper Thin

There could be this kiss between us
you and I too
would want it to be memorable
but how to make it so
or predict soft lip outcomes?

I would want the feel of you against me
and you?
I would want deep ocean eyes
to skinny dip in
and you?

It is the giving I crave
the willingness
and the lostness of you

within me
and within you.

Perhaps you would like to feel
the hardness I'd give.

Perhaps you would like to feel the power and
a shared sense of powerlessness we'd generate
and mutually melting hearts.

You could step one step closer here.

I'll not move
because that would prick the mesmorizingh
I'll not speak
since words distract from our body talking
which is dominant here.

So here we have the who is kissing who
I you,
or you I,
or we;
the taking and the savoring
the giving and the needing
the breathing and the breathless
the indefinable mix.

Mystery here
is paper thin
a heart away
and mixing
panting hearts and destiny
mine
and yours.
But thought is the least of it
because your lips
stroke my kiss
and I am lost
and the reach of it
is here on paper
paper thin.
Should one kiss
poetry?

poem by Lonnie Hicks
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Paper

Hold the paper up to the light
(some rays pass right through)
Expose yourself out there for a minute
(some rays pass right through)
Take a little rest when the rays pass through
Take a little time off when the rays pass through
Go ahead and mis it up...go ahead and tie it up
In a long distance telephone call
Hold on to that paper
Hold on to that paper
Hold on becuase its been taken care of
Hold on to that paper
See if you can fit it on the paper
See if you can get it on the paper
See if you can fit it on the paper
See if you can get it on the paper
Had a love affair but it was only paper
(some rays they pass right through)
Had a lot of fun, could have been a lot better
(some rays they pass right through)
Take a little consideration, take every combination
Take a few weeks off, make it tighter, tighter
But it was never, it was never written down
Still might be a chance that it might work out (if you)
Hold on to that paper
Hold on to that paper
Hold on because itll be taken care of
Hold on to that paper
Dont think I can fit it on the paper
Dont think I can get it on the paper
Go ahead and rip up, rip up the paper
Go ahead and tear up, tear up the paper

song performed by by Talking Heads
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Buck

Andy stroud
Buck
Youre a whole lot a man
Just take a look
At your great big hands
You know you can crush
Poor me in two
But gentle, oh so gentle
Are the things you do
I say I never have to worry
bout you goin out
There aint no other woman
Aint no need to doubt
So early to bed
And early to rise
I know just what youre thinkin
Bye the look in your eyes
I say buck
So sweet is your back
I like to wash you
And kiss you when youre wet
So hold me close
And squeeze me till I sigh
Please love me, honey
Till the day I die
I say buck
There aint no other man around
Get your lover gal
To calm right down
No question bout the way
I feel for you
So gentle, oh so gentle
Are the things you do
Oh so gentle, oh so gentle
Are the things you do
Oh so gentle, oh so gentle
Are the things you do

song performed by by Nina Simone
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Words on paper

Words on paper
~
Just words on paper
Where a story is told
An emotion revealed
Or a love laid to rest
Where a dream begins
An ambition is spoken
Perhaps a whim of fancy
Takes charge of the pen
To write what is written
Letters forming words
Shapley and beautiful
Expressions of a soul
Or a mind at play
There across the page
Words on paper
Written to have their say

poem by Matthew Holloway
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Now let me die

Now let me die!
After the lovelight in your eye
Lit my soul.
In a cathedral high.

A shooting star across the sky
A raging moon,
An ocean cry.
Now that I've heard your lover's sigh
Two wingless people learned to fly.
Held hands against a blood red sky.
Consumed by the fire of your sigh.

Yes, now let me die.
I have felt you next to me,
And smelt your hair.
Kissed your breast.
Touched lips.
Knowing you are there.

Now let me die!
Once laughter did heal my tired mind.
Your touch revealed that love is kind.
As one we did ebb and flow.
We loved a million tears ago.

poem by Kevin East
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Seduction Surrender

Way deep in the night, the voice of love is calling,
(so) clear is the darkness, that reflects your face,
Born out of love, locked in desire,
The heat from your fire, seduction,
Cries fill the dark, I feel your embrace,
Losing control, surrender!
Oh oh, I hear love calling. oh oh the voice of love,
Hard is the flesh, soft is the night,
The rhythm of my heart beats like a drum,
The language of my body moves to a time,
The rhythm of desire like fire.
Oh oh, I hear love calling, oh oh the voice of love,
Oh oh, I can hear love calling, oh oh the voice of love,
I will be wrapped inside your love, I will be right within your love,
I will be wrapped inside your love,
Seduction surrender Ill always remember.
Locked inside your love, I will be right inside your love,
I will be wrapped within your love,
Seduction surrender, Ill always remember.
Oh oh, I hear love calling, oh oh, the voice of love,
Oh oh, I can hear love calling, oh oh the voice of love,
I will be wrapped inside your love, I will be right inside your love,
I will be wrapped inside your love,
Seduction surrender Ill always remember.
Locked inside your love, I will be there within your love,
I will be wrapped inside your love,
Seduction surrender Ill always remember,
Locked inside your love, I will be there within your love,
I will be wrapped inside your love(echoes),
Seduction surrender Ill always remember.
Seduction,
Seduction!!!

song performed by by Grace Jones
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The Shadows Fell

April was a lovely girl, her warmth was in her eyes
And she and I would walk within the calm of clear blue skies
Too short our time together, and what time consisted of
I knew her well, the shadows fell
See, April was my love...

A young man then, I knew the things a young man knows
But somehow lost it all with age, I guess that's how it goes
But April understood, and in time revealed to me
Reflection, my direction
And what April was to be...

She became to me the way to love's soothing caress
The answers to all questions, life and love, were met with yes
All that April showed to me, my heart still now believes
To take her place, her smiling face
April love, my heart still grieves...

Our time together had the look, forever on it's face
The hands of time stood still for us, in arm, and sweet embrace
It wasn't meant to be for us, nor I to have the sound
But she was singing, bells were ringing
As she felt the darkened ground...

Too soon my April left me, to some higher plane I'm sure
To wait for me to come someday, and reminisce with her
To tell me why each tear was lost, each April that I cried
As love turned to loss, inside the cross
When my April died...

Winter's breath blows hard upon her memory now
But I remember April, springtime love and lifetime vow
Sometimes I can feel her touch, and feel the gentle breeze
The days and nights, the wrongs the rights
There are many thoughts of these...

Many years ago now, April's love had held my heart
Too many days, and nights spent now without, but not apart
And I would trade my todays, for yesterday to be...
With April once again, and back to when
April was my love, you see.......

poem by Dino Evans
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There For Me

You've been there for me, through thick and thin;
When my whole world felt like it was caving in.
We have shared many times: the good and the bad;
You have seen me happy; you have seen me sad.

You know me back to front and inside out;
You understand everything that I am about.
You know things I like, and the things I hate.
To me, you are a friend: my very best mate.

We've been good friends now, for many years.
You've seen my smiles; you've seen my tears.
To you, I've often revealed my true inner soul.
Together, we have often achieved many a goal.

When I am down, I can always call on you,
And, you know that you can call on me too.
Together, we have travelled to many places,
And, over the years, we have met many faces.

Talking things over, our problems seem to halve.
Our two lives, to date, have followed similar paths.
We have shared experiences, both old and new.
Luckily, our disagreements have been very few.

You are always prepared to lend me an ear.
You know my obsessions; you know my fears.
Friends, together, I hope we will always stay,
In years to come, when we're both old and grey.

poem by Angela Wybrow
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A Poem About Excitement To Something Huge And Spread Like Space

i am tiny, like a nit

wit, and i look at you

spread like wall paper on the wall

something is beautiful there
like a face

something in there excites me
like a pulse on my wrist

i am tiny and i feel so tiny
watching you

like a wall paper on the wall, you
are indifferent

i am excited like a chick hatching from
a shell

i am growing feathers
like a chicken

something in you is so huge like a world
that i have never been

i am excited like a puppy to my master
getting out of his car

i love this feeling, this tiny feeling
this world that is expanding

you are my world now, and i fall into
a regret,

when tiny becomes lost
and when the hands melt while groping for the
truth

about beauty that is lost
about existence that is deleted

simply because you are too huge
like space

and i, this atom, unseen,
colliding,
invincible, and now unknown.

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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A Hand

First Love's Touch,
mutual gathering was only through them,
our Hands.

We poets celebrate
Hearts and Souls;
Love too wields magic,
but neglect too often
those stalwart two-
the human hands-
we're birth'd with.

Entwined most
in our Corporeal Destinies
yet hands occupy
in the Pantheon of Graces
a position lower than should be.

Consider birth's first
is a touching hand.

First our eyes open
then
we are lifted by them.

Is not reaching for love
first with these twins?

Was not my First Love
first touched by them?

Did we not, we two, hold hands
along the heart-way walkways?

Did not these two first wave
sweet hellos and partings?

What poet's mind could word
without them?

Alas, too, it was these two
which fluttered dismissively
signaling
First Love was leaving.

At death's bed
the last we reach
for nurse, loved ones
or darlings,
with be with these two hands,
when from this world departing.

Is not electricity
generated by them
in the touching of our bodies?

Are not hands reaching on the Grecian Urn
expressing love's startings,
it's yawlings and yearnings?

I will die
as we all will-
its hands that will pray for me.

Coffin bound
I will lay,
my two hands crossing.

I am touched by loving hands
from birth
to Death's Regarding.

All my life these two ambassadors
convey
sweet touches
to me and from me
to others.

The tear of child
is reached by these
and Child Worlds mended.

Lover, I
have only these
to express what
what my Heart says
Love Is.

In the end
cry for them too:
Fluttering Twins,
unsung,
ungraced,
each hand-
perforce
will reach out
one to each-
one floating flower to another.

poem by Lonnie Hicks
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Paper Doll

Written by stevie nicks.
You like a man with a future
You like a woman with a past
Well do you really believe that
She said to faces in the crowd
(yesterday I was facinated by somebody else)
Yesterday I was fascinated by somebody else
(yesterday I was fascinated by somebody else)
Yesterday I was fascinated by somebody else
And even if you did miss me
You never let me know
You prefer to be just a little bit
In and out of love with me
And not to scream and shout
You prefer to be just a little bit
In and out of agony
(yesterday I was facinated by somebody else)
Yesterday I was fascinated by somebody else
(yesterday I was fascinated by somebody else)
Yesterday I was fascinated by somebody else
Come on now, let the sad winds blow down
As the rain came, she refused to wear her coat
But deep in her heart she knew, that the song must go on
He says well I have forgotten you
And your beautiful eyes
We were off the wall
We were mirrors of our former selves
Well you could have said no
You could have said well I just cant
Whoa we were off the wall
We were mirrors of each other
Passing by
(yesterday I was facinated by somebody else)
Yesterday I was fascinated by somebody else
(yesterday I was fascinated by somebody else)
Yesterday I was fascinated by somebody else
Repeat
Well I was your paper doll
(yesterday I was fascinated by somebody else)
Paper doll
(yesterday I was fascinated by somebody else)
Well I was you paper doll
(yesterday I was fascinated by somebody else)
Paper doll
And it doesnt even matter
(I was fascinated by somebody else)
It was a real clear answer
(I was fascinated by somebody else)
I was fascinated by somebody else
(I was fascinated by somebody else)

song performed by by Fleetwood Mac
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A Piece Of Paper

A diploma hanging on the wall
is really not you at all.
It's just a piece of paper.

A marriage certificate in your file
of when you two walked down the aisle
is just a piece of paper.

A birth certificate, signed and sealed
made you legal but concealed
that it's just a piece of paper.

A death certificate proves you're gone.
The truth is you've just moved on.
It was just a piece of paper.

All these papers that yellow with time
were really not worth one thin dime.
They were just pieces of paper.

Your life was never all those things.
Your life was when you took on wings
and soared with love for all.

poem by Edwina Reizer
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Insect

Insect.

On my blue lined writing pad a tiny insect walks,
it appears lost and hesitates before crossing a line,
lost in this vast wilderness of the unwritten.
I try to blow it off the paper, but somehow glues
itself to the paper and will not budge.
I cannot touch it tiny as it is I will surely squash it.
Nothing I can do for now, leave it to its own devise,
go watch TV. When I returned it has gone, a sheet
of paper with nothing written on is a lonely place
and has no story to tell.

poem by Oskar Hansen
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