Love Lights
The sun rises
sparkle fingers
aop the horizon;
my feelings are alive.
I tingle at the breeze of a single
butterfly wing
that is your touch;
dust in light shafts
come through
the window sill
stir
and float
above us,
I move to taste you;
perfumed still
from the surging night
and you loom above me
reaching
across our illumination;
swirling
to me;
my nipples swelling
remembering
night time lustings;
night time now is dust light beams
dancing in moon streams
gleaming.;
smooth
skin now
igniting again
against
smooth
skin;
I hear you moan,
reclaim my center
with your weight
and I compress
caress your chest;
last nights
love
in an instant
returns with us to bed,
and we imitate
the sun rise
slow soothing
love-making
in the steady ray sun beams
while shadow flowers
in the window box
follow our movements
on the wall;
love strokes-
rhythmic signs
surrendering breath
and astonishment
as body love
takes hold.
Once again
we fall among the lost.
The taste of you
on my tongue
again
the smell of you
rush to my lungs
again
we spiral away;
we're gone;
timeless etched
bathed
in that bursting sun
which announces once again
morning.
Put your hand here I say
and you do
I sign
a soft sign
and you
your deep baritone
moans again;
sudden shuddering
and the window sill
tells me its sunset
8 hours
more we've lingered,
while a new sun
salutes us
on the bed
next day;
lying
finger tip to finger tip
as new shards
of light
proceed and recede
to the window sill
each saying
good night
see you in the morn;
each a long-stemmed
lit rose;
fading
slowly
leaving us
side by side
repleated
and completed.
poem by Lonnie Hicks
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One Last Time
Just one last time
Before I go
Let me tell you much
I love you so
Just one last time
Will you hold my hand
As we walk down the beach
With our toes in the sand
Just one last time
Will you give me a kiss
Let me taste those sweet lips
I know I will miss
Just one last time
Let me gaze in your soul
Let me get lost in forever
Let me lose all control
Just one last time
Can I hold you so tight
All through the day
And all through the night
Just one last time
Let me feel your caress
Let me place your head
Upon my heart and my chest
Just one last time
Let me feel your gentle touch
For your skin on my skin
It gives me so much
Just one last time
Let us make love
Let us join as one
Be at peace like a dove
Just one last time
Let me smell your sweet breath
Let me caress your soft hair
Before I meet death
Just one last time
Before I go
Let me tell you much
I love you so
poem by Ryan Lee Morris
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A Safe Harbor
The rolling tan hills
slope away gently
tracing a certain soft patina
in the dusty night;
framed by
black, straight
long stemmed flowers
languid against
my back-dropp window;
they look like night time sun-risings,
against a curved topography
which seems to move up
and down slowly
in the invisible summer breeze;
framed
are two dark pools
which glitter in subdued light.
There are dimpled mounds too
rounded, curving away.
Further down
the whole view
indents, like a woman's body
and curves back out again
forming what I think of as
two safe harbors
on either side.
Peninsula structures
are next
framing
a mystery center
which is barely visible
but I can see heat eddies
make the air wavy
as they rise.
All of this forms
a wondrous curved archipelago.
All of this is your body,
the body I love,
and you,
who
when
our geography's meet,
make the world new
again
each night.
We each
are explorers
who
need a lifetime
to see
where Geography
and Sweet Love
meet.
poem by Lonnie Hicks
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Sometimes I am amazed of the magic that is done
It all started with something insignificant
Like dust,
Sticking on a window pane, and I want it
Dusted off, it is dirt, it is unwanted,
And I do not even know what to do next
About such
Insignificance and feelings of simply
Trying to get rid of dust immediately,
But then, I begin to think about this
Dust, this me, this dust in me,
Some dusts on my feet, some dusts on
My forehead, and some dusts in my ears,
Some dusts in my eyes so obstructive
Of what I really am, and I know what to do next,
The bulb lighting in my head in a sudden,
I touch the dust,
I feel the dust with my fingers, and I am crazy enough
I taste the dust on my window pane,
And I shiver,
I am shaking to its taste, the taste of nothingness
If was from dust that I really come,
I now remember,
It will be to dust that I shall return,
I am now reminded,
And the dust that I used to see
As dirt, as something so insignificant, is now,
A magical patch, glistening, so filled with meaning,
I am nothing but dust; I am biting the dust,
I am very insignificant, in that window pane, at first.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Wind And Window Flower
Lovers, forget your love,
And list to the love of these,
She a window flower,
And he a winter breeze.
When the frosty window veil
Was melted down at noon,
And the cagèd yellow bird
Hung over her in tune,
He marked her through the pane,
He could not help but mark,
And only passed her by,
To come again at dark.
He was a winter wind,
Concerned with ice and snow,
Dead weeds and unmated birds,
And little of love could know.
But he sighed upon the sill,
He gave the sash a shake,
As witness all within
Who lay that night awake.
Perchance he half prevailed
To win her for the flight
From the firelit looking-glass
And warm stove-window light.
But the flower leaned aside
And thought of naught to say,
And morning found the breeze
A hundred miles away.
poem by Robert Frost
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Your Between And My Betwixt
We so easily
slip into the
intestacies
of Time's Pauses
where we
make love;
where time
draws the window curtains
for our modesty
and our pleasure.
Moments
swirl
dance and play
on window sills
and make
toys
for our play
and taffida
ornaments
singing.
Touch my lips
with soft breath,
finger tips
down my
curved back
where hands
land
on smooth skin
erupting
senses
meshed
rising.
Instants
play
on your chest
dance upon
your breasts
rising to my touch.
All is wonderful here.
Shut away
are the Outside Fears
the Them Out There
for Inside Here
is Our World
perfectly mixed
with your Beating Open Heart
and my Desire-
My Between
and Your
Betwixt
Igniting.
There is in this
no other time
than this
Our Time
there is no other gift
than this gift given
Betwixt
and Between us.
poem by Lonnie Hicks
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I Am Thinking Of You
Beloved,
I am thinking of you..
Like always..
The seconds mingling into minutes,
Hours, days, weeks and mighty years.
And in my thoughts
I wonder,
If you too someplace,
Are thinking of me
The seconds mingling into minutes,
Hours, days, weeks and mighty years.
Do you too,
Get up parched..
In the middle of the night,
Missing me..
Catch the moon by the window sill,
And solace in the thought,
That someplace I might also be there..
Parched..
Catching the moon by the window sill?
Might be….
Do you too,
Sometimes,
Look at the empty place near you
And wish,
If only my love was there!
And catching a sigh of acrid air
Smile at the thought,
That someplace I too am breathing
The same air?
Might be….
Do you too,
Follow the tick tock of the time piece
and wonder whether I am getting dressed,
working..
or getting ready for a walk.
or am plain brooding..
waiting for your eyes, your touch,
your voice, your laugh, your love?
Might be…..
Might be you do the the things I do…
Might be you have your separate way…
Might be you are totally different…
Might be you may not at all think of me…
Yet, all I can do is think more of you..
cause...
For you it's the whole world out there..
For me, my whole world is here..
With you….in you…
Beloved,
I am thinking of you..
Like always..
poem by Anjali Kakati
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The Night Was So Young
The night was so young and everything still
The moon shining bright on my window sill
I think of her lips, it chills me inside
And then I think why does she have to hide
Is somebody gonna tell me why she has to hi-i-ide
Shes passin it by, she wont even try
To make this love go where it should
The skys turnin gray, theres clouds overhead
Im still not asleep, Im in my bed
I think of her eyes and it makes me sigh
I think of her voice and it makes me cry
Is somebody gonna tell me why she has to lie-i-ie
Shed be so right to hold me tonight
Love was made for her and i
Its three oclock I go to my sink
I pour some milk and I start to think
Is she asleep or is she awake
And does she think of the love we could make
Wake up, call me baby call me tell me whats on your mi-i-ind
Ive got a car and youre not too far
Please let me come over to you
The night was so young and everything still
The moon shining bright on my window sill
I think of her lips, it chills me inside
And then I think why should she hide
song performed by by Beach Boys
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Slow Dancing
Written by lindsey buckingham
The nighttime filled with the cold winter chill
The rain is music on my window sill
The days are short, the nights are long
Wont someone show me where I belong?
I turn around when you walk by
Youre just the kind of thing to catch my eye
I come up fast, I go down slow
So tell me darlin? do you want to go
(lets go)
Slow dancing in the moonlight
(lets go)
Want to slow dance with you all night
The nighttime filled with a cold winter chill
The rain is music on my window sill
I come up fast, I go down slow
So tell me darlin? do you want to go
(lets go)
Slow dancing in the moonlight
(lets go)
Want to slow dance with you all night.
The days are short, the nights are long
Will someone show me where I belong
I come up fast, I go down slow
So tell me darlin? do you want to go
(lets go)
Slow dancing in the moonlight
(lets go)
Want to slow dance with you all night.
song performed by by Lindsey Buckingham
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The Light Through The Morning Window
THE LIGHT THROUGH THE MORNING WINDOW
The light through the morning window
The small leaves of the light green tree
The pale sky waiting behind everything
The night which is gone now.
All these failures one after the other,
Other names other destinies, greater than mine
The single singing I cannot hear
The great prophecies I will not realize.
Others who are more to me
Even than I am to myself.
The morning
The morning again
Words again
Trying to live again
A poem again perhaps.
In a life of many days
In which each small day
Its own struggle
And each night
A night which ends
With morning light.
poem by Shalom Freedman
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Give me the Time
If I could take time and edit it
I would loop those hours with you
endlessly.
If it were in my hands like carnival candy
I would savor the sweetness which reminds me of you.
You too melt on my tongue
.
I'd put your smile on pause
better to see each expression phase
each eye twinkling
better to see that glow your face knows
when happiness rushes in.
Give me the sound effects
of beating hearts;
of rushing air;
of lungs filling;
of toes crossed;
in the afterglow;
of body spoons;
and deep signs
of whispered tones;
finger tip blushes
on smooth skin.
I'd take my time rush
wrapping it around my body and yours at night
when we sleep
to cherish
in our timeless dreams.
poem by Lonnie Hicks
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The Lonely And Me
Hold yourself tighly through the night
And await the rescue of sweet daylight.
Tears that your soul have cried
Wait in the corridor of suicide.
On your window sill lie remnants of a thrill
Fallen from a moon that smiled
On our love
- Vagrant wind lent to ocean child.
A brief licence to be free.
Born on lost promise in the wild,
Dying in captivity.
Caged - the lonely and me.
On a balcony
Your hand in the night
Reached out for me.
And our dreams ascended a moonlit sea
- To call like a harp on the breeze.
To fall, on sword sharp to my knees.
But not expire in fever for she.
Left in eternity-abandoned
The lonely and me.
Through the music of memory
I taste escaping kiss
- One butterfly the net did miss.
Soft touch that was meant for me
Stolen in the fire of a flaming heart.
Lost in the choir when I felt the dart
That dropped me at her feet.
A tragedy complete.
Humming an unfinished symphony
Strumming the chords of infinity
Alone
By a phone
The lonely and me.
poem by Kevin East
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My Little Pill
Whats a single woman with no real man 2 do?
Tryin 2 raise your kid when he couldnt give a damn about u
All my cares and troubles dive right off my window sill
Everytime I pop my little pill
A pixie does my laundry and the universe my will
All my cares and troubles dive right off my window sill
All my cares and troubles dive right off my window sill
Everytime I pop my little pill
song performed by by Prince
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And Then You Wanted To Go And Leave Me Here
you come like a shadow creeping beside the twilight of my life
i wake up at dusk and hear the faint sound of hope and there
you are dressed in morning light shining upon the drapes of
my room where the windows are tightly lipped in silence
we talk like the wind getting inside a leak of my wall and we
whisper what we know from the beginning, about love and how
some of it lay broken on the road of mishaps and how some
wounds begin to know how to heal themselves and pretend that
a scar is beautiful and shiny upon a skin that knows how to forget.
i smell the skin of freedom spreading on your bosom and i touch
the scent of your hair and i begin to know what life is all about until
you know the real hour for leaving, the sunset calls you and then you
hear the song of the sea, and then you wear upon your shoulder the
wings of the seagull. You leave me and i am like a window waiting
for the white sail from the ocean its shadow getting smaller from the
horizon. And then the moon rises up with the stars lighting the darkness.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Bliss Remembered....
a rose
in a white porcelain vase
on top of
a glazed
wooden table
showered with
the early morning light
from the laced
window
while you were
still sleeping soundly
in bed
two yellow birds
chirp
on the sill
of the window
i am at
peace
beside you
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Love The Time
Love the time
Love the time
Love the time
You have for you
Love the time you spend outside
Because this nice weather won't last very long
Fall is on its way soon
Love the time
To listen for the song of the birds
This might be the last time
Love the time
You have to reflect on your life
Love the time
You are worshiping God
Love the time that you are discovering your feelings
Love the time that you are learning about yourself
Love the time
Your soul waits in silence for God only
He is your rock and your salvation
Love the time
To dream
Love the time to paint a picture in your mind
Love the time
When you have a positive attitude
Love the time
When you are in the valley of the shadow
You will fear no evil
Because you are with God now
Love the time
Because you belong together with God
Love the time
That you are being yourself
Love the time
That you are moving on
And doing better things to improve your spirit
Love the time that you are gaining your trust back
Love the time that you are gaining self respect
Love the time that you are building your self esteem up
Love the time that you are watching the gold star at night
Love the time that God carried you to solidarity
Love the time that God will bear you up
So that you will not strike your foot against a stone
Love the time that you saw the great light
Because there were people that were sitting in the dark
And you were the lucky one
Love the time that God has opened up the door for you
Love the time that God has given you a chance
Love the time to know that the past is a part of you
Love the time that God is comforting you when you are sad
Love the time when you see writings on the wall
That you can read
Love the time to enjoy your freedom
Love the time when you are flying on the airplane
And looking out through the Airplane window
The sunset in the sky
Love the time when you sing out the blues
Love the time
Love the time
Love the time
Love the time
Love the time
Love the time
Love the time that God will set you free
Love the time when the sun will rise early in the morning in the summer
Love the time
Love the time
Love the time
Love the time to know that age is no barrier to beauty
poem by Aldo Kraas
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Outside Your Window
Outside Your Window;
And in the hands of fate:
I feel the seconds slowly pass,
Whilst you I anxiously await.
And behind the glowing glass;
I glimpsed a fading candlelight.
And I with hope was filled and so:
Wished I for love and life this night.
Outside Your Window;
And in the hands of fate:
I see through the looking glass,
To find my missing soulmate.
And when the light finally flew;
When darkness swamped the room:
A wide smile on my face drew;
And waited I for you to bloom.
Outside Your Window;
And in the hands of fate:
I feel my feelings all amass,
As I your beauty contemplate.
Seconds felt forever;
Nor beauty I did see.
All alone my eyes did glitter;
Whilst wondering where you would be!
Outside Your Window;
And in the hands of fate:
I walked on in your impasse;
Wishing it's not yet too late.
Outside Your Window;
And in the hands of fate:
I lonesome stood for long alas!
And didn't notice your window grate.
Outside Your Window;
And in the hands of fate:
I tried to drag out of that morass,
Myself; and my lost senses locate.
Outside Her Window;
And in the hands of fate:
I watched my heart swiftly by a lass,
Gets stolen; and did my soul sedate.
Outside Her Window;
I still pass by everyday.
Outside Her Window;
I can't just turn and walk away.
Outside Her Window;
I still have hope that she might show.
Outside Her Window;
I watch my life pass by so slow.
Outside Your Window;
And in the hands of fate:
I once awaited you alone all night.
But now I know: it's just too late!
poem by Danny The Dreamer Boyd
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Full Moon By My Window
full moon by my window
dark night as hair
light and warm her body
full moon by my window
i bathe in love
full moon by my window
i breathe happiness
full moon by my window
she is fast asleep in my arms
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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A Boring Day
as he opens the window
there is only the shadow of leaves on the trees
on a gray background
it is twilight, midway between night and day
sounds of a cold wind from the forest
the rooster crows and some chirping birds
you sit and gaze through the window
light comes in
this happens everyday and there is nothing significant
after 49 years, and this time a hole is bored inside your heart
you fear that love is gone.
that the birds do not chirp musical notes
the wind much colder now and you shiver
light seeps in trickles like rain on your wrinkled skin
it is the same morning, and it will be same mornings all over again.
you do not move. You let time go and your hands are frozen.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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The Window
All night long, by a distant bell,
The passing hours were notched
On the dark, while her breathing rose and fell,
And the spark of life I watched
In her face was glowing or fading, -- who could tell? --
And the open window of the room,
With a flare of yellow light,
Was peering out into the gloom,
Like an eye that searched the night.
Oh, what do you see in the dark, little window, and why do you fear?
"I see that the garden is crowded with creeping forms of fear:
Little white ghosts in the locust-tree, that wave in the night-wind's breath,
And low in the leafy laurels the larking shadow of death."
Sweet, clear notes of a waking bird
Told of the passing away
Of the dark, -- and my darling may have heard;
For she smiled in her sleep, while the ray
Of the rising dawn spoke joy without a word,
Till the splendor born in the east outburned
The yellow lamplight, pale and thin,
And the open window slowly turned
To the eye of the morning, looking in.
Oh, what do you see in the room, little window, that makes you so bright?
"I see that a child is asleep on her pillow, soft and white,
With the rose of life on her tips, and the breath of life in her breast,
And the arms of God around her as she quietly takes her rest."
poem by Henry Van Dyke
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Mother Dawn
Hold me, hold me
Breathe the light into me
Hold me, hold me
Mother dawn
Mother dawn
Dancing round the fire
Circling the flame
Listen to the shadows calling out my name
They say
Rock me like a baby
Cradle me in the light
Bathe me in a rainbow
Sun restore my sight
Hold me, hold me
Breathe the light into me
Hold me, hold me
Mother dawn (all night long yeah)
Hold me, hold me
Breathe the light into me (all night long yeah)
Hold me, hold me
Mother dawn
Look into the light
Come and take a journey through the land of night
Darkness strokes the face and
Steals away the sight
Night is all around me
Stars are in my hair
I feel them tangled in the secrets well
Find hidden there all right
Reaching through the madness
To the other side
Where the sun is rising
With her arms held wide
Hold me, hold me
Breathe the light into me
Hold me, hold me
Mother dawn (all night long yeah)
(till the dawn light comes)
Hold me, hold me
Breathe the light into me (all night long yeah)
Hold me, hold me
Mother dawn (all night long)
(I know youre gonna love me)
(I know youre gonna love me)
One star flew against the tapestry of the night
And the earth revolved in perfect symmetry
To a symphony of sun
The moon danced its final bow
As the birth of day
Exploded
In my eyes
Reaching through the madness
To the other side
Where the sun is rising
With her arms held wide
Rock me like a baby
Cradle me in light
Youre gonna bathe me in a rainbow
And the sun restore my sight
Hold me, hold me
Breathe the light into me
Hold me, hold me
Mother dawn
Hold me, hold me (all night long yeah)
Breathe the light into me
(till the dawn light comes yeah)
Hold me, hold me (all night long yeah)
Mother dawn (I know youre gonna love me yeah)
I know youre
Gonna love me
All night long yeah
Till the dawn light comes
All night long yeah
I know youre gonna love me love me
All night long yeah
Till the dawn light comes
All night long yeah
I know youre gonna love me love me
Mother dawn
song performed by by Billy Idol
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