Curly Armada
Curly armada, temple the sky,
Dress of hearty cuddles
When she walks of high hill and shape lips.
Of fire passion, her month disbelieve- her voice.
Eyes slam the doors,
Swap corners hold.
Nail finger pierces her skin talk.
poem by Luca Menin
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Mermaid
Her curly face, tremble,
She settles on the sky.
Caress, the hands through her hair.
Her long stand of promenade colours
Catch on the deep-blue hallows.
Her mouth, shape of lips
Lubricated kiss, wets.
Red skin shoulders by the sun,
of fire passion, moves
The eyes swapping views
Ancient disbelieves,
Talks of reef sing.
Tales of sailors' dreams.
poem by Luca Menin
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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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Romance Of A Budding Flower
ROMANCE OF A BUDDING FLOWER
Melvin Banggollay
You look me in the eye
with passion full of fire
As I look at your eyes
with a burning desire.
then you hold my face
as I remove your necklace
with my gentle tender lips
while you sway your hips.
You kiss me a long while
with your lip's burning fire
that really made me smile
for your going more than mile.
You pull me in your bed
with our lips still weld
then you undress me
with your hands all over me.
Ahhh ohhh you begun to sigh
As I begun to make you high
while my finger lurks deeply
in the temple of your beauty.
then I descent my burning kiss
from your neck back to your lips
while I cling to your verdant breast
with my palm swimming unrest.
then I slowly go down deeper
while I am removing your zipper
then I pull down your pants
to uncover what I really want.
With my burning desire on fire
I licked and sip with my lips
the nectar of your mystic desire
flowing wet and wild as I sip.
then you push me back to lie
in your bed so soft with smile
then with a big leap you ride
dancing over me so wild.
Faster and faster you sway
your hips with waving harmony
as your eyes turns as you see
orgasm full of joyful ecstasy.
But for me, well, don't bother
to know how I felt that day....
poem by Melvin Banggollay
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The Princess's Finger-Nail: A Tale Of Nonsense Land
All through the Castle of High-bred Ease,
Where the chief employment was do-as-you-please,
Spread consternation and wild despair.
The queen was wringing her hands and hair;
The maids of honor were sad and solemn;
The pages looked blank as they stood in column;
The court-jester blubbered, 'Boo-hoo, boo-hoo';
The cook in the kitchen dropped tears in the stew;
And all through the castle went sob and wail,
For the princess had broken her finger-nail:
The beautiful Princess Red-as-a-Rose,
Bride-elect of the Lord High-Nose,
Broken her finger-nail down to the quick-
No wonder the queen and her court were sick.
Never sorrow so dread before
Had dared to enter that castle door.
Oh! what would my Lord His-High-Nose say
When she took off her glove on her wedding-day?
The fairest princess in Nonsense Land,
With a broken finger-nail on her hand!
'Twas a terrible, terrible accident,
And they called a meeting of parliament;
And never before that royal Court
Had come such question of grave import
As 'How could you hurry a nail to grow?'
And the skill of the kingdom was called to show.
They sent for Monsieur File-'em-off;
He smoothed down the corners so ragged and rough.
They sent for Madame la Diamond-Dust,
Who lived on the fingers of upper-crust;
They sent for Professor de Chamois-Skin,
Who took her powder and rubbed it in;
They sent for the pudgy nurse Fat-on-the-bone
To bathe her finger in eau de Cologne;
And they called the Court surgeon, Monsieur Red-Tape,
To hear what he thought of the new nail's shape.
Over the kingdom the telegrams flew
Which told how the finger-nail thrived and grew;
And all through the realm of Nonsense Land
They offered up prayers for the princess's hand.
At length the glad tidings were heard with a shout
That the princess's finger-nail had grown out:
Pointed and polished and pink and clean,
Befitting the hand of a some-day queen.
Salutes were fired all over the land
By the home-guard battery pop-gun band;
And great was the joy of my Lord High-Nose,
Who straightway ordered his wedding clothes,
And paid his tailor, Don Wait-for-aye,
Who died of amazement the self-same day.
My lord by a jury was judged insane;
For they said, and the truth of the saying was plain,
That a lord of such very high pedigree
Would never be paying his bills, you see,
Unless he was out of his head; and so
They locked him up without more ado.
And the beautiful Princess Red-as-a-Rose
Pined for her lover, my Lord High-Nose,
Till she entered a convent and took the veil-
And this is the end of my nonsense tale.
poem by Ella Wheeler Wilcox
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Polluter
I will close my eyes and hide my face.
I don't want this crowd to see,
those tears that are running down my cheeks.
I'm too ashamed to show I'm weak,
but after all I'm only a girl,
a humanbeing who has a heart
and I have the right to get emotional.
Ref:
I will slam the doors,
or shout out loud.
I'm the one who walks out of here proud.
you're the one to lose,
you pathetic fool.
your words they bring me down, but that's all it does
you just pollute the air around me.
Disappear.
I will close my ears, I don't need to hear,
what I am and what I'm not.
their not comfotaint to say such things,
cuz they don't know me after all,
but in the end I'm still ahead,
I get to do just what I like.
the thought of this will bring back the smile on my face
Ref:
I will slam the doors
or shout out loud
I'm the one who walks out of here proud
you're the one to lose
you pathetic fool
your words they pring me down, but that's all it does
you just pollute the air around me.
Disappear
song performed by by Vanilla Ninja
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I wait to meet her gaze then she will understand I will hold my breath and kiss her hand
I wait to meet her gaze then she will understand
I will hold my breath and kiss her hand
I will see her blush her cheeks red now
I will smell her hair and kiss her brow
It will bring me joy to hear her speak
I will take her hand and kiss her cheek
I will feel her skin beneath my finger tips
I will hold her face and kiss her lips
Our love's true passion can now begin
I will caress her form and kiss her skin
Our passion will flow like summer rain
Our love will be fulfilled as we kiss again
In the afterglow in fond embrace
We speak of love and I kiss her face
poem by Deep Dark Soul Poet
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Prayer For You
On the edge of the unknown
Along a lonely road
Stands a little girl
Her robin's egg eyes
Hold a history of lies
About history itself
Her curly black hair
Tangled beyond repair
Like life itself
Her bare hands and feet
Hold the scars of those she meets
But nothing else
And as she walks away
You hear her soft voice pray
Not for herself
But for you.
poem by Megan Louise Brown
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Beautiful You
A silhouette walking near, the figure so dear
shapely formed, a sunny halo adorn
a elegant walk, a very soft talk
a beautiful dress, so perfectly fit
the gorgeous eyes, the luscious lips
the soft skin, flowery pins
gentle hands, painted nail
closer she got the more beautiful
nature's creation, God's work
a sparkle in your eye and the beautiful smile
an angel without wings, heaven brings
to hold your gorgeous body so dear to me
never to let go, always to love
your my beautiful angel, my beautiful love
your a dream come true, i do scream
Love you to the end of time
My beautiful love
poem by Michael Peterson
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Glam Slam
This thing we got - its alive!
It seems 2 transcend the physical
One touch and Im satisfied
Must be a dream its so magical
Chorus
Glam slam thank u maam
U really make my day
Glam slam thank u maam
I pray u always stay
I know I hold u 2 tight
But I just cant seem 2 get close enough (I want to hold u)
I want 2 hold u every night
Im so horny and ure the star
Chorus
Heavy feather, flicka nipple
Baby scam water ripple
I dont understand
It means I love u
Come a butterfly straight on your skin
U go 4 me and I come again
Glam slam, thank u maam
Sun is risen, moon is gone
Soda fizzin on the lawn
Come a butterfly straight on your skin
Glam slam
Glam slam, thank u maam
U really make my day
This thing we got - its alive!
It seems 2 transcend the physical
One touch and Im satisfied (ooh, baby)
Must be a dream its so magical
Chorus
Glam slam
U will always stay
U will always stay
Its all right, its ok
song performed by by Prince
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Running Up That Hill
If I only could, Id be running up that hill.
If I only could, Id be running up that hill.
It doesnt hurt me.
Do you want to feel how it feels?
Do you want to know that it doesnt hurt me?
Do you want to hear about the deal that Im making?
You, its you and me.
And if I only could,
Id make a deal with god,
And Id get him to swap our places,
Be running up that road,
Be running up that hill,
Be running up that building.
If I only could, oh...
You dont want to hurt me,
But see how deep the bullet lies.
Unaware Im tearing you asunder.
Ooh, there is thunder in our hearts.
Is there so much hate for the ones we love?
Tell me, we both matter, dont we?
You, its you and me.
Its you and me wont be unhappy.
And if I only could,
Id make a deal with god,
And Id get him to swap our places,
Be running up that road,
Be running up that hill,
Be running up that building,
Say, if I only could, oh...
You,
Its you and me,
Its you and me wont be unhappy.
Cmon, baby, cmon darling,
Let me steal this moment from you now.
Cmon, angel, cmon, cmon, darling,
Lets exchange the experience, oh...
And if I only could,
Id make a deal with god,
And Id get him to swap our places,
Be running up that road,
Be running up that hill,
With no problems.
And if I only could,
Id make a deal with god,
And Id get him to swap our places,
Be running up that road,
Be running up that hill,
With no problems.
And if I only could,
Id make a deal with god,
And Id get him to swap our places,
Be running up that road,
Be running up that hill,
With no problems.
If I only could
Be running up that hill
With no problems...
If I only could, Id be running up that hill.
If I only could, Id be running up that hill.
song performed by by Kate Bush
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Whisper on my neck
Passion in your Kiss
I
Can
Say
This I felt the passion in your kiss that I remained speechless!
And the hairs on my skin stood up attention because your lips stop my next move that I wanted to curse and birth four letter words at first but I didn't, I didn't, I didn't! ! ! ! ! !
I looked in your eyes and you kiss my neck that I broke out in a sweat because every part of my body became hot, hot like the heat in a fire because of the passion that was behind your Lips that slowly walked around my neck like it was a whisper in my ear!
poem by Clarence Williams
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Running Up That Hill
It doesn't hurt me.
Do you want to feel how it feels?
Do you want to know that it doesn't hurt me?
Do you want to hear about the deal that I'm making?
You, it's you and me.
And if I only could,
I'd make a deal with God,
And I'd get him to swap our places,
Be running up that road,
Be running up that hill,
Be running up that building.
If I only could, oh...
You don't want to hurt me,
But see how deep the bullet lies.
Unaware I'm tearing you asunder.
Ooh, there is thunder in our hearts.
Is there so much hate for the ones we love?
Tell me, we both matter, don't we?
You, it's you and me.
It's you and me won't be unhappy.
And if I only could,
I'd make a deal with God,
And I'd get him to swap our places,
Be running up that road,
Be running up that hill,
Be running up that building,
Say, if I only could, oh...
You,
It's you and me,
It's you and me won't be unhappy.
"C'mon, baby, c'mon darling,
Let me steal this moment from you now.
C'mon, angel, c'mon, c'mon, darling,
Let's exchange the experience, oh..."
And if I only could,
I'd make a deal with God,
And I'd get him to swap our places,
Be running up that road,
Be running up that hill,
With no problems.
And if I only could,
I'd make a deal with God,
And I'd get him to swap our places,
Be running up that road,
Be running up that hill,
With no problems.
And if I only could,
I'd make a deal with God,
And I'd get him to swap our places,
Be running up that road,
Be running up that hill,
With no problems.
-aca
song performed by by Within Temptation
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Running Up That Hill
It doesn't hurt me.
Do you want to feel how it feels?
Do you want to know that it doesn't hurt me?
Do you want to hear about the deal that I'm making?
You, it's you and me.
And if I only could,
I'd make a deal with God,
And I'd get him to swap our places,
Be running up that road,
Be running up that hill,
Be running up that building.
If I only could, oh...
You don't want to hurt me,
But see how deep the bullet lies.
Unaware I'm tearing you asunder.
Ooh, there is thunder in our hearts.
Is there so much hate for the ones we love?
Tell me, we both matter, don't we?
You, it's you and me.
It's you and me won't be unhappy.
And if I only could,
I'd make a deal with God,
And I'd get him to swap our places,
Be running up that road,
Be running up that hill,
Be running up that building,
Say, if I only could, oh...
You,
It's you and me,
It's you and me won't be unhappy.
"C'mon, baby, c'mon darling,
Let me steal this moment from you now.
C'mon, angel, c'mon, c'mon, darling,
Let's exchange the experience, oh..."
And if I only could,
I'd make a deal with God,
And I'd get him to swap our places,
Be running up that road,
Be running up that hill,
With no problems.
And if I only could,
I'd make a deal with God,
And I'd get him to swap our places,
Be running up that road,
Be running up that hill,
With no problems.
And if I only could,
I'd make a deal with God,
And I'd get him to swap our places,
Be running up that road,
Be running up that hill,
With no problems.
-aca
song performed by by Within Temptation
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Last Night (Love Poem)
All through the night she keeps you awake.
Her skin so soft as she sleeps in your arms,
Her breath so quiet as you hold her tight,
Her scream of pleasure as you come as one,
Her body on fire as you climb the hill,
Her heart beats fast with rhythm of love,
Her gasps of pleasure as you slip inside,
Her lips so hot as you kiss her so hard,
Her breasts so perfect in the act of love,
Her desire so strong as you feel her wet,
Her passion so wild as she strips for you,
Her love so perfect as you look in her eyes,
Her beauty so radiant as she smiles hello.
All through the night you remember last night.
poem by Ian Beckett
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Running Up That Hill
( Kate Bush cover )
It doesn't hurt me.
You wanna feel how it feels?
You wanna know, know that it doesn't hurt me?
You wanna hear about the deal I'm making?
You *be running up that hill*
You and me *be running up that hill*
And if I only could,
Make a deal with God,
And get him to swap our places,
Be running up that road,
Be running up that hill,
Be running up that building.
If I only could, oh...
You don't want to hurt me,
But see how deep the bullet lies.
Unaware that I'm tearing you asunder.
There is thunder in our hearts, baby.
So much hate for the ones we love?
Tell me, we both matter, don't we?
You, *be running up that hill*
You and me, *be running up that hill*
You and me won't be unhappy.
And if I only could,
Make a deal with God,
And get him to swap our places,
Be running up that road,
Be running up that hill,
Be running up that building,
If I only could, oh...
'C'mon, baby, c'mon, c'mon, darling,
Let me steal this moment from you now.
C'mon, angel, c'mon, c'mon, darling,
Let's exchange the experience, oh...'
And if I only could,
Make a deal with God,
And get him to swap our places,
Be running up that road,
Be running up that hill,
With no problems. x2
'If I only could, be running up that hill.' x7
song performed by by Placebo
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No Taking My Fire and Passion
There's a fire in my eyes
a passion in my soul
that no one can quench.
This fire that leads my life
takes no pauses
this passion has ne doing
anything and everything
to do what my passion commands
the desires of my passion
are unquenchable and
uncontainable. you want some
of this girls free tough
you can't get none. you want to
take her passion away
goodluck. hahaha your
feeble attempts make me
laugh. There is no taking
my fire or passion too.
so not sorry and I hope you'll
one day find a fire and passion
of your own rather than trying to take mine
The Women Of The Marketplace
The black market was clogged
By the preoccupied populace
And there as I sat
In front of a kiosk
On a badly-beaten russet chair
That creaked everytime
I passed kinetics and physics
As I fancy my lips ajar with cigarette,
I saw women
Going in and out of stores
With paper bags and lavish shoes
Sprawling, lingering upon
Their silken skin
And I noticed that there
Are two types of women:
Women who leave
Without closing doors
And
Women who slam
The doors upon their exit.
poem by Windsor Guadalupe Jr
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Remember
When I die
With the
Last poem
On my lips
You can
Kiss me
Goodbye
Closing my
Eyes with your
Finger-tips
And in the years
To come by...
Often on a wintry day
When the mercury
Dips....if you don't
Feel like having tea,
You can open up my
Poesies....and take
Some nice, warm sips :)
Never shed
Any tears
For me...
This is just
The way...
I want you
To remember me
With cosy kisses xx
And cuddles (...)
From me to thee :)
poem by Aparna Chatterjee
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Curly Locks
_Curly Locks! Curly Locks! wilt thou be mine?
Thou shalt not wash the dishes, nor yet feed the swine,--
But sit on a cushion and sew a fine seam,
And feast upon strawberries, sugar and cream._
Curly Locks! Curly Locks! wilt thou be mine?
The throb of my heart is in every line,
And the pulse of a passion as airy and glad
In its musical beat as the little Prince had!
Thou shalt not wash the dishes, nor yet feed the swine!--
O I'll dapple thy hands with these kisses of mine
Till the pink of the nail of each finger shall be
As a little pet blush in full blossom for me.
But sit on a cushion and sew a fine seam,
And thou shalt have fabric as fair as a dream,--
The red of my veins, and the white of my love,
And the gold of my joy for the braiding thereof.
And feast upon strawberries, sugar and cream
From a service of silver, with jewels agleam,--
At thy feet will I bide, at thy beck will I rise,
And twinkle my soul in the night of thine eyes!
_Curly Locks! Curly Locks! wilt thou be mine?
Thou shalt not wash the dishes, nor yet feed the swine.--
But sit on a cushion and sew a fine seam,
And feast upon strawberries, sugar and cream._
poem by James Whitcomb Riley
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Lingering Kisses
A lingering kiss remains on my lips
I can feel your warm skin below
Entangled in our passion
Pure
Raw
Undeniable
Sparkling eyes stare off into the the distance
Hands tremble, voices break
the soft Moonlight kisses every curve of your body
Groping hands explore every part of an unknown world
Taboo
A fire ablaze in our kiss
A mad passion
eyes open and the hunger quells
Breathe in
Breathe out
A lingering kiss remains on my lips
poem by Katherine H. Belle
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