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You’re truly a long bottomed beauty,
a real sight for sore eyes.
I’ve never seen one quite like you,
you’re so alluring you hypnotise.

Your curves are sleek and amazing
and beg to be traced by touch.
I could sit and watch you forever,
you provoke desire and lust.

You are such an elegant mover
a definite cut above the rest.
If only I could get my hands on you,
you would be sailing at your best.

poem by Orlando Belo
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Sight For Sore Eyes

Goin downtown, goin down, goin down
neath the city, eatin ground round
Underground is pretty gritty
I turned the screw she held the light
Thats when I knew she was a
Sight for sore eyes
She was a sight for sore eyes
Playin no fair, sleepin under stairs
Downtowns a pity, takin fair square
Under where its pretty gritty
I turned the screw, she held the knife
Oh, holy jesus, shes a sight for sore eyes
Sight for sore eyes
Shes a nitty grutty
Turnin in style, walk a mile for your titty
Naked foul while under there
Under where its pretty gritty
Hey, dont you know people
Shes a love lust hussy
She left, oh she rust me
Dear old girl
She was a sight for sore eyes
But she was sittin pretty
A sight for sore eyes
She was a nitty gritty
Sight for sore eyes
Peeled back and parted
Even at the start it was delight or demise
I feel like a leopard king
Sight for sore eyes
She was a sight for sore eyes

song performed by by Aerosmith
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Completing All The Touches

Her pupil shone –
Black stole a peek

Her smile wore sleek
Beneath a knowingness
That I would seek
A slipping down of garments,
Jealous of their role
To hide the jewels that complement,
Completing all the touches.

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poem by Mark R Slaughter
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Finding beauty

Is Beauty like pornography?
-identified by sight.
Is the 'eye of the beholder' school
the one that got it right?

For them a pleasing symmetry,
of eyes, lips, breasts and hips
is ample justification
to launch a thousand ships.

For them beauty is genetic,
gifted by heredity
you get it from your parents-
much like their insanity.

For most, its unattainable-
that certain je ne sais quoit-
Still women spend a fortune
on beauty in a jar.

Lust for curves? -drive the Taconic
or the Pacific Coast Highway.
They both boast scenic beauty
and have fewer tolls to pay.

Instead seek beauty in her eyes,
the mirror of her soul.
For they will remain beautiful
as together you grow old

poem by John F. McCullagh
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Sight For Sore Eyes

When the storms of the day have all blown away along with fair weather friends
Theres a place I can go where the wind doesnt blow
Its the best place Ive ever been
Youre a sight for sore eyes
When I need a friend
Youre a sight for sore eyes
Let the healing begin
When the chips are all down and theres no one around
To count on like I count on you
I just picture your face and let it erase
All the pain Im goin through
Youre a sight for sore eyes
When I need a friend
Youre a sight for sore eyes
Let the healing begin
When I get lost and I cant find my way
And theres nowhere to turn at the end of the day
Youre a sight for sore eyes
When I need a friend
Youre a sight for sore eyes
Let the healing begin
Youre a sight for sore eyes
Let the healing begin

song performed by by Vince Gill
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Sight For Sore Eyes

song performed by by Vince Gill
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A Siren’s Game

Your eyes, your eyes
they hypnotise,
and provoke a fire
of burning desire.

Your deliberate sashay
has a disturbing way
of stirring my blood
like no other could.

You tempt and tease
with the greatest of ease
by licking your lips
and finger tips.

You shamelessly flirt
and lift your skirt,
and to further arouse
you unbutton your blouse.

Erotic whispers and actions
have their attractions,
but a woman of your beauty
shouldn’t do this to me.

Now don’t get me wrong
I appreciate your song,
but the song you sing
does not love bring.

You’re extremely well versed
and perfectly rehearsed,
but I’ve stood here before
at temptation’s door.

I can see where you’re going,
with your petticoat showing,
so don’t waste your time,
on a man who’s not blind.

poem by Orlando Belo
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Gotta Have You

Never been too much for watching
Cause theres too many things to view
And when eyes begin to wander
They more than likely never get through
But beyond my own temptation
Im enticed by what I see
And I wont feel satisfaction
Until shes where I want her to be
I gotta have you, I gotta have you
I gotta have you for me
You are a sight for sore eyes to see
I gotta make you my reality
I gotta have you, I gotta have you
I gotta have you for me
You are a sight for sore eyes to see
Come on girl, make you my reality
Never been too much for talking
Cause theres too many things to say
And by the time that I start speaking
The right moment has slipped away
But I must break this old tradition
And try to muster up the words
And though someone else may have said them
Ill say them in way youve never heard
I gotta have you, I gotta have you
I gotta have you for me
You are a sight for sore eyes to see
Ive gotta make you my reality
I gotta have you, I gotta have you
I gotta have you for me
You are a sight for sore eyes to see
Come on girl, make you my reality
Gotta be, gotta be, gotta be reality, baby
Gotta be, gotta be, gotta be reality, baby
(repeat)
Never been too much for touching
Cause theres too many things to feel
Plus theres too much disappointment
When you find out those feelings aint real
But heres a time when inner senses
Are gonna have to shine the light
Cause I have overly committed
Myself in thinking that youre alright
I gotta have you, I gotta have you
I gotta have you for me
You are a sight for sore eyes to see
I gotta make you my reality
I gotta have you, I gotta have you
I gotta have you for me
You are a sight for sore eyes to see
Come on girl, make you my reality
Gotta be, gotta be, gotta be reality, baby
Gotta be, gotta be, gotta be reality, baby
(repeat)

song performed by by Stevie Wonder
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“it’s Amazing”

My eyes may close, yet I see your gentle face
It’s amazing

In silence, I hear the rhythm of your heart
It’s amazing

I touch your skin and feel your love
It’s amazing

Your scent releases all my memories of you
It’s amazing

I taste the sweetness of your ruby lips
It’s amazing

I cease all thought that my soul may speak to you
It’s amazing

Asleep I loose my spirit that I may find yours
It’s amazing

Yes…

It’s all so amazing

ROTMS

Inspired by One EskimO’s “It’s Amazing”

poem by Ray Lucero
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I Been A Mover

Can't you find the next plane down here
I'll see you in the afternoon
Well, everybody's got the right to live
But I feel like I've been a fool
Come on, steal away
I feel like it's time to say
No more giv'n' my life's worth livin'
I'll see you another day
Well, I been a mover
I got to find a life to live
Well, I been a mover
Got to keep lookin'
I'm on my way again.
Well, I've seen the world in its course
And I been waiting just to hear you say
Ev'rybody's try'n to lead your life
But no one can see the way.
Come on, we're here to stay
Got to find a life away
If you want it, you can get it
You gotta have the nerve to say:
Well, I been a mover
I got to find a life to live
Well, I been a mover
Got to keep lookin'
I'm on my way again.
I been a mover,
I don't need no one to slow me down
Well, I been a mover,
I just gotta keep movin, a movin' around
I been a mover,
I don't need no one to slow me down,
Well, I been a mover,
I just gotta keep movin, a movin' around
Well, I been a mover,
I just gotta keep movin', gotta keep movin' around
I been a mover, I been a mover,
Well, I been a mover, I been a mover

song performed by by 38 Special
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Talons of a Gothic Mind

She of talons, borne from gothic mind-
Steel of blue her chilly stare,
Pitch of black her fetid blood-
Whence there came an evil flare

To terrorise the weeping kind
Befogged in mental mire; to rape
The shore with phallic waves -
And all for lust, her one desire:

Corrupt the sand of innocence
Without a case for penitence,
Or cause for such as reticence -
While coming on her priapismic fire.

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Lust lust lust Lust lust lust Lust lust lust

poem by Mark R Slaughter
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A new

She's getting dress right now
The beautiful attire is
All brand new
She has a new sleek hairstyle
Sleek also, defines her shoes
There's a crisp freshness in the air
Time to start a new
It's not quiet New Years Eve
Thought it's approaching real soon
There's a sincere desire to start a new
It's seems this new lease on life,
For her
Has been long time over due

poem by Angel A. Lockwood
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The Beauty

Such an amazing sight to behold.
Every day, every night
The beauty arises to please my day.
She makes it impossible to keep emotions at bay.

Just a whisper can bright the foggiest of days.
She walks over getting ever so close.
The beauty, her aura breathtaking
She gives a kiss, a hug and a whisper.

A simile rises from this once frowning face.
All I can do is wish in this place.
As I watch this beauty move on as I
Sulk down and discontinue my watch
Through this small window.

poem by Eric Tirado
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Love, Lust Longing

Love you with a deep desire
Lust for you with my whole being
Long for you to hold me close
Longing and lust my lover.

Desire your arms about me
Deep within me I quiver
Don’t deny me your loving
Deep desire you just cant deny.

Touch me so gently
Taste my want so strong
Tremble my body now lover
Touch, taste and tremble

poem by Alison Smith
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My Father's Hands

I see my father's hands

Long fingered, elegant beauty

Shivering tremors replacing strength

Once they held the world

Once they held my hands

Safe in their elegant length

when I first faced this world

My small hands in his

shivering tremors, giving me strength

I see my father's hands

When I look at my own

poem by Ryan Cole
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Strange Woman

Skeleton of beauty veiled by flesh
Etch beauty in thy slender body
Thy definite features so distinct
Resurrect beauty once extinct
To fragile to touch
To rare to give value
With my eyes alone
I traverse every bone
Dead beauty alive on thee
A strange woman an anomaly.

poem by Kevin Michael Murphy
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The super moon

The super moon shines over the mountain with silvery shining light,
Moon so big in size sends the wise owl flying in fright,
Hyenas stop laughing for a while to watch the smile on moon's face tonight.
The mountain and its trees adore this beautiful sight.

The mountain and its trees adore this beautiful sight,
The silvery charm brings the memory of my mom's lullaby,
'Uncle moon, please come down and bring the rice and milk for my child in the golden pot tonight',
My heart tries to search the beauty of my love in the big smiling moon so nearby.

My heart tries to search the beauty of my love in the big smiling moon so nearby,
It is hard to decide who is prettier, the moon or my love tonight,
The silver rays mesmerize my eyes with so much love and tranquility,
That I wish we will be together in love forever we are in sight.

That I wish we will be together in love forever we are in sight,
When I rub my sleepy eyes in the dawns early light,
With heavy heart I bid goodbye to this sight,
May be in next hundred years, my roaming soul will watch again this beautiful sight.

poem by Jay P Narain
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Lovely To Look At

The elegant lady who felt like a queen
was lovely to look at,
lovely when seen.
People adored her wherever she went.
She received all complements
when ere they were sent
with dignity and propiety
for all that it meant.

It meant she was loved.
It meant she understood.
that she was loved. She was loved
but not by the one that she did love.
He was not aware of her.

She waited for him to notice her
and her wait was terribly long.
She did not understand this dilemma.
What was it that was wrong?
Finally after many long years
her beauty was a thing of the past.
The one she loved for so many years
came to her at last.

Why now when my beauty is gone?
Why do you love me now?
His answer was not what she expected.
'For I feel I am worthy somehow.
To approach you before did not seem right
though your beauty astounded me
from the very first sight.

Your beauty stayed with me.
It will never depart.
And now my love, I offer my heart.'
The beautiful elegant lady
gasped as she held out her hand.
She was loved. She was loved
by the one she loved
and the feeling was oh so grand.

poem by Edwina Reizer
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Holdin' An Amazing Love

Another guy in line on Highway Nine in a rush
Clocking in and out again I guess I'm just
An average man but these calloused hands
Are holding an amazing love
I have seen treasured dreams turn to dust
That fade away like yesterday that I'll never touch
But fortune's been kind 'cause these arms of mine
Are holding an amazing love
So just hold me closer
And tell me you love me
And that everything is alright
Oh the weight of the world
Rolls off my shoulders
Whenever I look in your eyes
Just another guy pulling in the drive in a rush
Standing at the door's what he's living for and needs so much
Just an average man but these calloused hands
Are holding an amazing love
I'm just an average man but these calloused hands
Are holding an amazing love

song performed by by John Michael Montgomery
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Holding An Amazing Love

Another guy in line on highway 9 in a rush
Clockin in and out again, I guess Im just
An average man, but these calloused hands
Are holding an amazing love
I have seen treasured dreams turn to dust
That fade away like yesterday that Ill never touch
But fortunes been kind cuz these arms of mine
Are holding an amazing love
So just hold me closer and tell me you love
And that everythings alright
For the weight of the world rolls off my shoulders
Whenever I look in your eyes
Just another guy rolling in the drive in a rush
Standin at the door, is what hes livin for and needs so much
Just an average man, but these calloused hands
Are holding an amazing love
Im just an average man, but these calloused hands
Are holding an amazing love

song performed by by John Michael Montgomery
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The Spirit Of Sunset

There is magic at the end of everyday
You can see it on the horizon of play.
The sun slowly drops down to take a rest,
And then we lay down for the night until the morning crest.

There is beauty in every sunset, open your eyes to see perchance.
You may see the Sunset Spirit rest upon the suns departing glance
Her beauty is beyond reproach; her eyes leave a lasting impression.
And although she does not speak, her lips speak the night's confession.

The Sunset Spirit is this and more, she comes from the suns inner core.
She guides are sunsets for our pleasure, so that we are left wanting more
Her lust for attention motivates her, to show all of sunset's glory.
But, this my friends is truly only half of this beautiful story.

The Sunset Spirit has always been and she will always be,
For she has been set upon this earth at the Lord Gods decree
The Sunset Sprit is a savior to ensure the beauty that we all see,
But most of all she is the beauty in the sunset, that always comforts me.

REB (MAY 2012) I Love the sunsets, and to see the real beauty of them, you just have to open our eyes.

poem by Rik Bertrand
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Related quotes

Sight For Sore Eyes

Completing All The Touches

Finding beauty

Sight For Sore Eyes

Sight For Sore Eyes

A Siren’s Game

Gotta Have You

“it’s Amazing”

I Been A Mover

Talons of a Gothic Mind

A new

The Beauty

Love, Lust Longing

My Father's Hands

Strange Woman

The super moon

Lovely To Look At

Holdin' An Amazing Love

Holding An Amazing Love

The Spirit Of Sunset

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