Be Then He A Man Who Is Manly
I say..? !
If every man became more and more feminine!
Then where would be a man's androgen's masculinity.
Surly her desires would be less passionate and sultry.
And they're hearts adrenaline might even chasten.
As fatefully as life is once it's in flat-line!
I say..? !
Be then he a man who is manly, she a woman comely.
poem by Mark Heathcote
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Come On Death
Surly
I am so surly, and I am so surly
And come on life in, and come on deaaaath
Ohaaaaaahhhh, ohaaaaaaaahahah, ohaaaaaaoooohoh
Surly, and I am so surly, and I am so surly
And come on life in, and come on ...
Noooooooooooo, noooooooooo, nooooooooooo, nooooooooooo
Surly, and I am so surly, and I am so surly
And I am so surly, oooooaaaaaahhhh
Deaaaaaaaath, deaaaaaath, deaaaaaaaaath, deaaaaaaaaaaath
Come on death, come on death, come on death, come on death
Surly, surly, surly, surly
Im does finishing to hell
And Im does, and Im does hell, hell, heeelllllllll
Come on death (x4) -- ohaaaaaaaahh
Come on death (x4) -- deaaaaaaaaaaath
Performed in new york, ny on 09/28/91.
song performed by by Nirvana
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I Love Sensual Women
I love sensual women and not passionate ones. A passionate woman closes her eyes, moans and shouts and the enjoyment of a passionate woman is blind.
A passionate woman writhes about, grabs you with her hands without looking where, clasps you, kisses you, even bites you and hurries to reach her climax as soon as she can. She has no time to display her sexual organs, no time to examine, touch with the hand and kiss your sexual organs, she is in such a hurry to slake her passion. Having slaked her passion, the passionate woman will fall asleep. The sexual organs of a passionate woman are dry. A passionate woman is always in some way or another mannish.
The sensual woman is always feminine.
Her contours are rounded and abundant.
The sensual woman rarely reaches a blind passion. She savours sexual enjoyment.
The sensual woman is always a woman and even in an unaroused state her sexual organs are moist. She has to wear a bandage on her sexual organs, so as not to soak them with moisture.
When she takes the bandage off in the evening, the bandage is so wet that it can be squeezed out.
Thanks to such an abundance of juices, the sexual organs of a sensual woman give off a slight, pleasant smell which increases strongly when the sensual woman is aroused. Then the juice from her sexual organs is secreted in a syrupy stream.
A sensual woman likes you to examine her sexual organs.
poem by Daniil Ivanovich Kharms
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A transvestite spends her entire life trying to look as feminine as possible and I have clearly spent mine celebrating my masculinity.
quote by Vin Diesel
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Male and female aren’t exclusive.
There is no wholly masculine man;
Nor is there wholly feminine woman.
Fluids harden to solids;
Solids rush to fluids.
Man and woman interchange
Their masculinity and femininity.
29.01.2006.
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Flying YOYO
there is a woman here
sultry, warm, affectionate
and - dying for love
there is a man here too
tied to the woman's back
his face away from her
both long for
what the other desires
but are trapped
one in heaven
the other hell
there is here their guardian
whose life has gone kite
flying to and fro
wherever the wind blows
poem by John Tiong Chunghoo
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A Man And His Woman...
A Man And His Woman, Holds Each Other
A Man And His Woman, Best Friends & Lovers
Sticking Closer, Than All Newcomers
Taking On, All Confronters
A Man And His Woman, So Beautiful
A Woman And Her Man, So Dutiful
Bound Up, Believing, Flesh, Blood and Breath
Blended Fidelity, Even Unto Death
Man Holds To His Side, His Rib-Bone
Facing A Future, That May Be Hard As Stone
Woman, Looks To Her Man, To Continue The Trail
Helping Where She Can, Even If He Fell
She … Enhances His Masculinity
He … Empowers Her Identity
She … Caresses and Smoothes The Edges
He … Lifts Her Up To Mountain Ridges
A Man And His Woman, So Unique
Yet, One Without The Other, Is Not Complete
He Takes The Lead, In The Dance Of Life
For There’s No Rehearsal, This Is Live …
Step By Step, Side By Side
Even Now, Its One, Wild, Sweet, Ride
Of Desires And Dreams, Always Aspiring
To What Man And His Woman Are Promising
Together, They Are A Wondrous Team
Together, They Are ‘As One’ In Being
Of Physical Creation, They Can’t Be Bested
God, Made Man And Woman … and Rested …
Written & ©: 2/19/10
By: The MoonBee
poem by MoonBee Canady
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Try working him up
there is a woman here
sultry, warm, affectionate
and - dying for love
there is a man here too
tied to the woman's back
his face away from her
both long for what the other desires
but are, however, as far as heaven and hell
s.o.s - if you love the man
try working him up
poem by John Tiong Chunghoo
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Her Hidden Treasure
Her flame was only for the women –
Not for us unlucky men;
A weakness lay for feminine way:
To feel an even fairer skin
In silky slide.
Her lips were for the satin love that
Only flows from rising breast;
The creamy tan was not for man
To pull towards a chiselled chest
In weathered hide.
Her hidden treasure down below
Would shy away from macho length
And only rouse upon the blouse
Undone by other sapphic strength –
In time, inside!
Copyright © Mark R Slaughter 2010
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poem by Mark R Slaughter
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Adrenaline
You don't feel the pain
Too much is not enough
Nobody said this stuff makes any sense
We're hooked again
Point of no return
See how the buildings burn
Light up the night
Such pretty sight
Adrenaline keeps me in the game
Adrenaline you don't even feel the pain
Wilder than your wildest dreams
When you're going to extremes
It takes adrenaline
(You don't feel the pain)
Sail through an empty night
It's only you and I who understand
There is no plan
Get closer to the thrill
Only time will kill
What's in your eyes
Is so alive
Adrenaline keeps me in the game
Adrenaline you don't even feel the pain
Wilder than your wildest dreams
When you're going to extremes
It takes adrenaline
Run through the speed of sound
Every thing slows you down
And all color that surrounds you
Are bleeding to the walls
All the things you really need
Just wait to find the speed
Then you will achieve
Escape velocity
Too much is not enough
Nobody gave it up
I'm not the kind
To lay down and die
Adrenaline
keeps me in the game
Adrenaline
you don't even feel the pain
Wilder than your wildest dreams
When you're going to extremes
It takes adrenaline
Adrenaline
Screaming out your name
Adrenaline
you don't even feel the pain
Wilder than your wildest dreams
When you're going to extremes
It takes adrenaline
(Adrenaline)
You don't even feel the pain
You don't even feel the pain
I'm going to extremes
There is nothing in between
You don't even feel the pain
You don't even feel the pain
You don't even feel the pain
You don't even feel the pain
song performed by by Gavin Rossdale
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Qualities count
A servant who is most serviceable
Is to his master comely that he isn’t.
A woman who observes fidelity
Is to her husband comely that she isn’t.
25.07.2009
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Snowboard
You are one of them,
you want to go downhill as fast as you can
Going towards
a hill that's gonna take you in the air
and touch the sky
Feeling great
Adrenaline
In this world you must be crazy
There is a chance
that you will break
every bone in your body
In this world you can't be lazy
There is too much action going on
At all times you must be strong
Come,
go with us,
through the snow
Going faster than the others
Come,
go with us
To the world
of adrenaline
In this world the valleys and the mountains
are covered with snow
That's why we'll have to go to
the top of the hill
And enjoy the silence
before the snowslide
Before we begin our yourney
Come,
go with us,
through the snow
Going faster than the others
Come,
go with us
To the world
of adrenaline
The sun goes under
You haven't noticed you've been out all day
But you feel happy,
because this is what you wanna do
the rest of your life
Have no fear
Adrenaline
song performed by by Undeclinable Ambuscade
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Battered Doll
A red dress for blood spilt,
Torn blouse for flesh rent;
Ladders in the stockings –
A rung for every callous blow landed.
Scuffed shoes winked about the kicks –
After all, bruise-gorged eyes can’t –
Just permanently closed.
Burning tears were scant warmth
Against a chill from ugly cries.
Lipstick smudges on the chin to
Nullify all vestiges of beauty –
Those that constituted rare patches
Of purest cream skin, from
Days of feminine joy, telling once
Upon a time there was an angel…
But now, a battered doll.
Copyright © Mark R Slaughter 2010
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poem by Mark R Slaughter
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Falling In Love
Pupils focus, adrenalin swims
In the blood of life,
Feelings spark electrifying,
Heart upbeats
To beauties tune,
Femininity commands masculinity
In the game of love
Masculinity tremulous at the knees,
Intake of lungs air doubles
As femininity entices to please
Touch overtakes sight
In the pleasure zone
Akin to outer space, swinging on stars
Sliding down rainbows.
In the whirlpool of happiness
With insouciant natures they drowned
All their worries join hands and hearts
Falling deeply in love.
poem by Ken e Hall
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She was deeply passionate about the sacred feminine.
Cultivate Desire And Ego
Without desire, the world is dry.
Without ego the life is dry.
Desires promote activities.
Activities bring about taste.
The ego plays in maneuvering.
Maneuvering results in esteems.
Without taste and without esteems,
Being will be a waste of life.
Desires denied, sufferings come.
Esteem beaten, feeling low mounts.
Low risk desire is worth having.
Easy task ego too satisfies.
Desires parting, you are worn out.
Ego falling flat, you are blown out.
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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The most mysterious feminine factor, the existence that we men, we don't know. It's woman. It's feminine. That's what the sword is about. That's the symbolic meaning of the sword.
quote by Ang Lee
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She alone can judge
.
Who is masculine?
He, with the muscles of Hercules,
Or he, with the valour of Ulysses.
Who is masculine?
He, who swayed like Asoka, the Emperor,
Or he, who bullied like Hitler, the Dictator
Who is masculine?
He, who seduced so many,
Or he, who reproduced many
Who is masculine?
He, who lived in many sweet-hearts,
Or he who loved many sweet-hearts
Who is masculine?
He, who sent her to orgasm,
Or he, who held her to his bosom
Who is masculine?
He, who courted anything feminine
Or he who excited anything feminine
Who is masculine?
She alone can define,
The Empress, of her domain.
27.06.97
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poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Woman, Oh Woman (A Song)
Woman, Oh woman
Why do you make me feel
Every time I'm near you
My heads a spinning wheel
Woman, Oh woman
What have you done to me
Woman, Oh woman
Did you cast a spell on me
Woman, Oh woman
When you touch me, I chill
When you kiss me, I'm in heaven
I've known nothing so real
Woman, Oh woman
When I gaze into your eyes
I'm blinded by the passion
I feel that's deep inside
Woman, Oh woman
Did you over do your spell
My hearts in many pieces
It sadens me to tell
Woman, Oh woman
What have you done to me
Woman, Oh woman
Did you cast a spell on me
Woman, Oh woman
In sadness I do tell
My hearts in tiny pieces
Did you over do your spell.
poem by Bill Simmons
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Dark Beautiful Woman
Days are consumed with passionate fever
Pursuing a dark, beautiful woman
With tantalizing storm-concealing eyes
And a proud face
Undaunted by youthful suffering.
Following the sway of her dress
Through crowded streets,
The mind is dizzy with desire
And the heart is filled
With desperate sighs.
The appearance of some women
From a far-off distance
Can reduce a man to tears
As he pleads to unknown deities
To be beside this mesmerizing, feminine essence.
There is obsession
Frighteningly all-pervasive
And eroding the last visages of sanity:
Under these circumstances,
After just meeting a woman,
A man might marry and murder her
Within a week.
poem by Uriah Hamilton
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Man Starves And Woman Longs
Man desires women to sleep with
Woman desires men to live with
Their interests clash and divide
Man is starving; woman is longing
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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