On fidelity
I don't ask you to be faithful - you're beautiful, after all -
but just that I be spared the pain of knowing.
I make no stringent demands that you should really be chaste,
but only that you try to cover up.
If a girl can claim to be pure, it's the same as being pure:
it's only admitted vice that makes for scandal.
What madness, to confess by day what's wrapped in night,
and what you've done in secret, openly tell!
The hooker, about to bed some Roman off the street
still locks her door first, keeping out the crowd:
will you yourself then make your sins notorious,
accusing and prosecuting your own crime?
Be wise, and learn at least to imitate chaste girls,
and let me believe you're good, though you are not.
Do what you do, but simply deny you ever did:
there's nothing wrong with public modesty.
There is a proper place for looseness: fill it up
with all voluptuousness, and banish shame;
but when you're done there, then put off all playfulness
and leave your indiscretions in your bed.
There, don't be ashamed to lay your gown aside
and press your thigh against a pressing thigh;
there take and give deep kisses with your crimson lips;
let love contrive a thousand ways of passion;
there let delighted words and moans come ceaselessly,
and make the mattress quiver with playful motion.
But put on with your clothes a face that's all discretion,
and let Shame disavow your shocking deeds.
Trick everyone, trick me: leave me in ignorance;
let me enjoy the life of a happy fool.
Why must I see so often notes received - and sent?
Why must I see two imprints on your bed,
or your hair disarrayed much more than sleep could do?
Why must I notice love bites on your neck?
You all but flaunt your indiscretions in my face.
Think of me, if not of your reputation.
I lose my mind, I die, when you confess you've sinned;
I break out in cold sweat from hand to foot;
I love you then, and hate you - in vain, since I must love you;
I wish then I were dead - and you were too!
I won't investigate or check whatever you try
to hide: I will be thankful to be deceived.
But even if I catch you in the very act
and look on your disgrace with my own eyes,
deny that I have seen what I have clearly seen,
and my eyes will agree with what you claim.
You'll win an easy prize from a man who wants to lose,
only remember to say, 'I didn't do it.'
Since you can gain your victory with one short phrase,
win on account of your judge, if not your case.
- translated from the Latin by Jon Corelis
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Seeing Thou Art Fair
SEEING thou art fair, I bar not thy false playing,
But let not me poor soul know of thy straying.
Nor do I give thee counsel to live chaste,
But that thou would'st dissemble, when 'tis past.
She hath not trod awry, that doth deny it.
Such as confess have lost their good names by it.
What madness is't to tell night-pranks by day?
And hidden secrets openly to bewray?
The strumpet with the stranger will not do,
Before the room be clear, and door put-to,
Will you make shipwreck of your honest name,
And let the world be witness of the same?
Be more advised, walk as a puritan,
And I shall think you chaste, do what you can.
Slip still, only deny it when 'tis done,
And, before folk, immodest speeches shun.
The bed is for lascivious toyings meet,
There use all tricks, and tread shame under feet.
When you are up and dressed, be sage and grave,
And in the bed hide all the faults you have.
Be not ashamed to strip you, being there,
And mingle thighs, yours ever mine to bear.
There in your rosy lips my tongue entomb,
Practise a thousand sports when there you come.
Forbear no wanton words you there would speak,
And with your pastime let the bedstead creak
But with your robes put on an honest face,
And blush and seem as you were full of grace.
Deceive all; let me err; and think I'm right,
And like a wittol think thee void of slight.
Why see I lines so oft received and given?
This bed and that by tumbling made uneven?
Like one start up your hair tost and displaced,
And with a wanton's tooth your neck new-rased.
Grant this, that what you do I may not see;
If you weigh not ill speeches, yet weigh me.
My soul fleets when I think what you have done.
And through every vein doth cold blood run.
Then thee whom I must love, I hate in vain,
And would be dead, but dead with thee remain.
I'll not sift much, but hold thee soon excused,
Say but thou wert injuriously accused.
Though while the deed be doing you be took,
And I see when you ope the two-leaved book,
Swear I was blind; deny, if you be wise,
And I will trust your words more than mine eyes.
From him that yields, the palm is quickly got,
Teach but your tongue to say, 'I did it not,'
And being justified by two words think
The cause acquits you not, but I that wink.
Criminal
Ive been a bad bad girl,
Ive been careless with a delicate man.
And its a sad sad world,
When a girl can break a boy
Just because she can.
Dont you tell me to deny it,
Ive done wrong and I want to
Suffer for my sins.
Ive come to you cause I need
Guidance to be true
And I just dont know where I can begin.
What I need is a good defense
cause Im feelin like a criminal.
And I need to be redeemed
To the one I sinned against
Because he was all I ever knew of love.
Heaven help me for the way I am.
Save me from these evil deeds.
Before I get them done.
I know tomorrow brings the consequence
At hand.
But I keep livin this day like
The next will never come.
Oh, help me, but dont tell me
To deny it.
Ive got to cleanse myself.
Of all these lies till Im good
Enough for him.
Ive got a lot to lose and im
Bettin high
So Im beggin you before it ends
Just tell me where to begin.
What I need is a good defense
cause Im feelin like a criminal.
And I need to be redeemed
To the one I sinned against
Because he was all I ever knew of love.
Let me know the way
Before theres hell to pay.
Give me room to lay the law and let me go.
Ive got to make a play
To make my lover stay
So, what would an angel say?
cause the devil wants to know.
What I need is a good defense
cause Im feelin like a criminal.
And I need to be redeemed
To the one I sinned against
Because he was all I ever knew of love.
What I need is a good defense
cause Im feelin like a criminal.
And I need to be redeemed
To the one I sinned against
Because he was all I ever knew of love.
song performed by by Fiona Apple
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Love em & Leave em
My limousine is a-waitin
And I see you comin my way, hey, hey, hey
Im sittin by the window
And you ask me which hotel I stay in
Well, make a reservation
Between the hours of ten and two, how do you do
Youve got the time to remember
Ive gotta slick proposition you
Theres nothing else Id rather do
So you lift your dress
You wanna impress
Theres one thing Ive got to confess
Love em, leave em, love em, leave em
Love em, leave em, love em, leave em, yeah
Yeah, yeah
Mmm, so I give you my number
You say you will see me tonight
You just have to remember
Check with me if its alright
You wanna sit in my drivers seat
If you do its alright with me
Ive got to hand it to you, baby
You know what a girls gotta do
Theres nothing else Id rather do
With you, but i, but i
Love em, leave em, love em, leave em
Love em, leave em
Love em, leave em, love em, leave em
Love em, leave em, love em, leave em, yeah
Love em, leave em, love em, leave em
Love em, leave em, love em, leave em, yeah
Love em, leave em, love em, leave em
Love em, leave em, love em, leave em, yeah
Love em, leave em, love em, leave em
Love em, leave em, love em, leave em, yeah
Love em, leave em
song performed by by Kiss
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Love 'em And Leave 'em
My limousine is a-waitin'
And I see you comin' my way, hey, hey, hey
I'm sittin' by the window
And you ask me which hotel I stay in
Well, make a reservation
Between the hours of ten and two, how do you do
You've got the time to remember
I've gotta slick proposition you
There's nothing else I'd rather do
So you lift your dress
You wanna impress
There's one thing I've got to confess
Love 'em, leave 'em, love 'em, leave 'em
Love 'em, leave 'em, love 'em, leave 'em, yeah
Yeah, yeah
Mmm, so I give you my number
You say you will see me tonight
You just have to remember
Check with me if it's alright
You wanna sit in my driver's seat
If you do it's alright with me
I've got to hand it to you, baby
You know what a girl's gotta do
There's nothing else I'd rather do
With you, but I, but I
Love 'em, leave 'em, love 'em, leave 'em
Love 'em, leave 'em
Love 'em, leave 'em, love 'em, leave 'em
Love 'em, leave 'em, love 'em, leave 'em, yeah
Love 'em, leave 'em, love 'em, leave 'em
Love 'em, leave 'em, love 'em, leave 'em, yeah
Love 'em, leave 'em, love 'em, leave 'em
Love 'em, leave 'em, love 'em, leave 'em, yeah
Love 'em, leave 'em, love 'em, leave 'em
Love 'em, leave 'em, love 'em, leave 'em, yeah
Love 'em, leave 'em
song performed by by Kiss
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The Figurehead
Sharp and open
Leave me alone
And sleeping less every night
As the days become heavier and weighted
Waiting
In the cold light
A noise
A scream tears my clothes as the figures tighten
With spiders inside them
And dust on the lips of a vision of hell
I laughed in the mirror for the first time in a year
A hundred other words blind me with your purity
Like an old painted doll in the throes of dance
I think about tomorrow
Please let me sleep
As I slip down the window
Freshly squashed fly
You mean nothing
You mean nothing
I can lose myself in chinese art and american girls
All the time
Lose me in the dark
Please do it right
Run into the night
I will lose myself tomorrow
Crimson pain
My heart explodes
My memory in a fire
And someone will listen
At least for a short while
I can never say no to anyone but you
Too many secrets
Too many lies
Writhing with hatred
Too many secrets
Please make it good tonight
But the same image haunts me
In sequence
In dispair of time
I will never be clean again
I touched her eyes
Pressed my stained face
I will never be clean again
Touch her eyes
Press my stained face
I will never be clean again
song performed by by Cure
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Figurehead
The sharp and open
Leave me alone
And sleeping less every night
As the days become heavier and weighted
Waiting
In the cold light
A noise
A scream tears my clothes as the figurines tighten
With spiders inside them
And dust on the lips of a vision of hell
I laughed in the mirror for the first time in a year^
A hundred other words blind me with your purity
Like an old painted doll in the throes of dance
I think about tomorrow
Please let me sleep
As i slip down the window
Freshly squashed fly
You mean nothing
You mean nothing
I can lose myself in chinese art and american girls
All the time
Lose me in the dark
Please do it right
Run into the night
I will lose myself tomorrow
Crimson pain
My heart explodes
My memory in a fire
And someone will listen
At least for a short while
I can never say no to anyone but you
Too many secrets
Too many lies
Writhing with hatred
Too many secrets
Please make it good tonight
But the same image haunts me
In sequence
In despair of time
I will never be clean again
I touched her eyes
Pressed my stained face
I will never be clean again
Touch her eyes
Press my stained face
I will never be clean again
I will never be clean again
I will never be clean again
I will never be clean again
song performed by by Cure
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Cry
I don't cry
Or forget
I'll cut my picture on your heart
No names
You've got one more game to lose
I was young
I was clean
But now my soul eats me alive
I was kind
Now i'm your first big mistake
Don't leave
What'ya gonna do?
Are you gonna break down and cry?
She sold pain
She sold mine
She sold my secret to the man
She sold lies
And so now i break the word
Don't leave
What'ya gonna do?
Are you gonna break down and cry?
Tear up my picture
Tear up my face
You'll tear up your feelings but the memory's quite safe
Look back in anger
Look back and cry
Look up my number if you want to know why
Don't leave
What'ya gonna do?
Are you gonna break down and cry?
Same need
Same cure
I'll whisper words to ease your shame
Play time
I've got one more trick for you
I don't pray
Wrong man
I don't look for love that i don't need
Wrong place
You've got one more chance to leave
song performed by by Gary Numan
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Cry Baby
I don't cry
Or forget
I'll cut my picture on your heart
No names
You've got one more game to lose
I was young
I was clean
But now my soul eats me alive
I was kind
Now i'm your first big mistake
Don't leave
What'ya gonna do?
Are you gonna break down and cry?
She sold pain
She sold mine
She sold my secret to the man
She sold lies
And so now i break the word
Don't leave
What'ya gonna do?
Are you gonna break down and cry?
Tear up my picture
Tear up my face
You'll tear up your feelings but the memory's quite safe
Look back in anger
Look back and cry
Look up my number if you want to know why
Don't leave
What'ya gonna do?
Are you gonna break down and cry?
Same need
Same cure
I'll whisper words to ease your shame
Play time
I've got one more trick for you
I don't pray
Wrong man
I don't look for love that i don't need
Wrong place
You've got one more chance to leave
song performed by by Gary Numan
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Disappointment
But oh, I suppose she was ugly; she wasn't elegant;
I hadn't yearned for her often in my prayers.
Yet holding her I was limp, and nothing happened at all:
I just lay there, a disgraceful load for her bed.
I wanted it, she did too; and yet no pleasure came
from the part of my sluggish loins that should bring joy.
The girl entwined her ivory arms around my neck
(her arms were whiter than the Sithonian snows) ,
and gave me greedy kisses, thrusting her fluttering tongue,
and laid her eager thigh against my thigh,
and whispering fond words, called me the lord of her heart
and everything else that lovers murmur in joy.
And yet, as if chill hemlock were smeared upon my body,
my numb limbs would not act out my desire.
I lay there like a log, a fraud, a worthless weight;
my body might as well have been a shadow.
What will my age be like, if old age ever comes,
when even my youth cannot fulfill its role?
Ah, I'm ashamed of my years. I'm young and a man: so what?
I was neither young nor a man in my girlfriend's eyes.
She rose like the sacred priestess who tends the undying flame,
or a sister who's chastely lain at a dear brother's side.
But not long ago blonde Chlide twice, fair Pitho three times,
and Libas three times I enjoyed without a pause.
Corinna, as I recall, required my services
nine times in one short night - and I obliged!
Has some Thessalian potion made my body limp,
injuring me with noxious spells and herbs?
Did some witch hex my name scratched on crimson wax
and stab right through the liver with slender pins?
By spells the grain is blighted and withers to worthless weeds;
by blighting spells the founts run out of water.
Enchantment strips the oaks of acorns, vines of grapes,
and makes fruit fall to earth from unstirred boughs.
Such magic arts could also sap my virile powers.
Perhaps they brought this weakness on my thighs,
and shame at what happened, too; shame made it all the worse:
that was the second reason for my collapse.
Yet what a girl I looked at and touched - but nothing more!
I clung to her as closely as her gown.
Her touch could make the Pylian sage feel young again,
and make Tithonus friskier than his years.
This girl fell to my lot, but no man fell to hers.
What will I ask for now in future prayers?
I believe the mighty gods must rue the gift they gave,
since I have treated it so shabbily.
Surely, I wanted entry: well, she let me in.
Kisses: I got them. To lie at her side: There I was.
What good was such great luck - to gain a powerless throne?
What did I have, except a miser's gold?
I was like the teller of secrets, thirsty at the stream,
looking at fruits forever beyond his grasp.
Whoever rose at dawn from the bed of a tender girl
in a state fit to approach the sacred gods?
I suppose she wasn't willing, she didn't waste her best
caresses on me, try everything to excite me!
That girl could have aroused tough oak and hardest steel
and lifeless boulders with her blandishments.
She surely was a girl to rouse all living men,
but then I was not alive, no longer a man.
What pleasure could a deaf man take in Phemius' song
or painted pictures bring poor Thamyras?
But what joys I envisioned in my private mind,
what ways did I position and portray!
And yet my body lay as if untimely dead,
a shameful sight, limper than yesterday's rose.
Now, look! When it's not needed, it's vigorous and strong;
now it asks for action and for battle.
Lie down, there - shame on you! - most wretched part of me.
These promises of yours took me before.
You trick your master, you made me be caught unarmed,
so that I suffered a great and sorry loss.
Yet this same part my girl did not disdain to take
in hand, fondling it with a gentle motion.
But when she saw no skill she had could make it rise
and that it lay without a sign of life,
'You're mocking me, ' she said. 'You're crazy! Who asked you
to lie down in my bed if you don't want to?
You've come here cursed with woolen threads by some Aeaean
witch, or worn out by some other love.'
And straightway she jumped up, clad in a flowing gown
(beautiful, as she rushed barefoot off) ,
and, lest her maids should know that she had not been touched,
began to wash, concealing the disgrace.
- translated from the Latin by Jon Corelis
Forgive Me Lord
Make my world a better place to be
Remove these chains and set me free
Give my life one reason to begin
Forgive me lord for I have sinned
Take my hand and lead me as you choose
It seems we aint got much to lose
Give this place one season without shame
Forgive me lord Ive sinned again
I been down on my luck, as a matter of fact
Ive even been chaste
Drifting along, singing a song
For the whole human race
I been caught in the act, as a matter of fact
Im even well known
Floating on by with a laugh and a sigh
On the road that leads home
I got no more time left to roam, if you love me
Take this world and build it as you please
With a little help from the likes of me
Keep it safe from harm and make it pure
Forgive the rich and save the poor
Like the dust on the wind Ive been taken again by my foolish pride
Drifting along, singing a song, thats how I get by
I been caught in the act, as a matter of fact Ive even been chased
Floating on by with a laugh and a sigh for the whole human race
I got no more time left to waste, if you love me
Make my world a better place to be
Remove these chains and set me free
Give my face a different point of view
Forgive us lord if we run to you
If you love me
Make my world a better place to be
Remove these chains and set me free
Give my life one reason to begin
Forgive me lord for I have sinned
Give my life one reason to begin
Forgive me lord for I have sinned
song performed by by Gordon Lightfoot
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Reflection
The light that spills through the crack in the door
Illumines only her face
And my grandmother smiles
If only all of life was this easy
To only be a child forever
With nothing to care about
And nothing to lose
Every day in the schoolyard
There was kickball
Dodge ball
Hopscotch
Friends were many, we were all the same
And nobody ever cried
When mothers called us home
Be the best, they told us
Second place is never good enough
There is no second chance
Your life is what you make it
Make it better than mine
Make it more
Than you can be, and break your own stars.
The war of nineteen years, is everybody's battle
Survivors win a sheet of paper that says:
You are free; you can go;
Get away; run
And we lose everything you've ever made
Temporary friends
Provisional lives
And there were so many choices
And I didn't know what foot
To start on
And what foot would follow
And where the paths
Would
Lead me
I always had a dream
What if it never happens?
What if I never find
Me
Within my frantic
Ramblings along
The way
There would be no world left
If I never fell in love
What if I never
Get the chance to see
Them
And love them
And love me
Why do those kisses
Always seem so
Staccato
So ceaseless
And so
Very
Complete
Maybe sometime
I will have a child
Though it is not what
I would call a good time
To shove a watermelon
Through a
Straw
So many things to do
And there is never enough time
And every breath I take is closer
To the final draw
So many places
To leave
My proof of life
What I need?
Security
I can not
Be in wanting
In lacking
In greed
Or lust
I need to give everything I have
To them
My family
My parts of me
It would kill me to not be there
To see them live
The way I have yet to live
I am afraid of change
Everything I do I
Do the same
Every day
Is only
A mirror
Of the last
And every day
As I grow I learn
A little more about myself
And I know I need
More than myself
I must not
Be alone
I never want to be
Unable to be me
My child is still there
Somewhere down inside
If only
I was me
One last time
The light that spills through the crack in the door
Illumines only her face
If only all of life were this easy
Someday she will know
And I smile
At my beautiful granddaughter
Fulfilled
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poem by Riann Erucolii
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Variations Upon Love
I
For God's sake, let me love you, and give over
These tedious protestations of a lover;
We're of one mind to love, and there's no let:
Remember that, and all the rest forget.
And let's be happy, mistress, while we may,
Ere yet to-morrow shall be called to-day.
To-morrow may be heedless, idle-hearted:
One night's enough for love to have met and parted.
Then be it now, and I'll not say that I
In many several deaths for you would die;
And I'll not ask you to declare that you
Will longer love than women mostly do.
Leave words to them whom words, not doings, move,
And let our silence answer for our love.
II
Oh, woman! I am jealous of the eyes
That look upon you; all my looks are spies
That do but lurk and follow you about,
Restless to find some guilty secret out.
I am unhappy if I see you not,
Unhappy if I see you; tell me what
That smile betokens? what close thing is hid
Beneath the half-way lifting of a lid?
Who is it, tell me, I so dread to meet,
Just as we turn the corner of the street?
Daily I search your baffling eyes to see
Who knows what new admitted company?
And, sick with dread to find the thing I seek,
I tremble at the name you do not speak.
III
I know your lips are bought like any fruit;
I know your love, and of your love the root;
I know your kisses toll for love that dies
In kissing, to be buried in your eyes;
I know I am degraded for your sake,
And that my shame will not so much as make
Your glory, or be reckoned in the debt
Of memories you are mindful to forget.
All this I know, and, knowing it, I come
Delighted to my daily martyrdom;
And, rich in love beyond the common store,
Become for you a beggar, to implore
The broken crumbs that from your table fall,
Freely, in your indifference, on all.
IV
I loved her; and you say she loved me not.
Well, if I loved her? And if she forgot,
Well, I have not forgotten even yet:
Time, and spent tears, may teach me to forget.
And so she loves another, and did then
When she was heaven and earth to me, and when,
Truly, she made me happy. It may be:
I only know how good she was to me.
Friend, to have loved, to have been made happy thus,
What better fate has life in store for us,
The dream of life from which we have to wake,
Happier, why not? why not for a dream's sake?
To have been loved is well, and well enough
For any man: but 'tis enough to love.
poem by Arthur Symons
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Your Love (L.O.V.E. Reggae Mix) (feat. Eve)
Josie's on a vacation far away
Come around and talk it over
So many things that I'd like to say
You know I like my girls a little bit older
I just wanna use your love tonight
I don't wanna lose your love tonight
I ain't got many friends left to talk to
No-one's around when I'm in trouble
You know I'd do anything for you
Stay the night - we'll keep it under cover
I just wanna use your love tonight
I don't wanna lose your love tonight
Try to stop my hands from shakin'
Somethin' in my mind's not makin' sense
It's been awhile since we've been all alone
I can't hide the way I'm feelin'
As you leave me please would you close the door
and forget what I told you
Just 'cause you're right - that don't mean I'm wrong
Another shoulder to cry upon
I just wanna use your love tonight
I don't wanna lose your love tonight
Yeah
I just wanna use your love tonight
I don't wanna lose your love tonight
Lose your love
Lose your love
Lose your love
song performed by by Wyclef Jean
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Your Love (L.O.V.E. Reggae Mix) (feat. Eve)
Josie's on a vacation far away
Come around and talk it over
So many things that I'd like to say
You know I like my girls a little bit older
I just wanna use your love tonight
I don't wanna lose your love tonight
I ain't got many friends left to talk to
No-one's around when I'm in trouble
You know I'd do anything for you
Stay the night - we'll keep it under cover
I just wanna use your love tonight
I don't wanna lose your love tonight
Try to stop my hands from shakin'
Somethin' in my mind's not makin' sense
It's been awhile since we've been all alone
I can't hide the way I'm feelin'
As you leave me please would you close the door
and forget what I told you
Just 'cause you're right - that don't mean I'm wrong
Another shoulder to cry upon
I just wanna use your love tonight
I don't wanna lose your love tonight
Yeah
I just wanna use your love tonight
I don't wanna lose your love tonight
Lose your love
Lose your love
Lose your love
song performed by by Wyclef Jean
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Sometimes Love Hurts
(6/8/12)
Some time love hurts to a point you want to cry
You feel as if everything in you has begun to die
You try to fill it, but it's like shoveling sand against the tide.
I recall when I first saw you standing under the street light
My mind started jumping and my heart took flight.
I walked over to you and asked you your name
I didn't feel guilty and felt no shame.
Life is like a traffic light - it's a stop and go
First you move fast - then you move slow.
You had came to me with tears in your eyes
Because your loved one had said good-bye.
You never knew the feelings I had inside
It was something that I always tried to hide.
I see the pain etched in your face
There's no shame in crying, there's no disgrace.
But loving someone who doesn't love you
That is something that I knew.
You are the sun that rises in my soul
Being with you all of life unfolds
You are the water that quenches my thirst
You fill up my body to a point of burst.
Sometimes love hurts, and you feel as if your world is caving in
Just open up your mind and let me in.
I will show you what love is really about
Of that my love there is no doubt.
You see life is no good when you're alone
And every love you ever had, you had blown
So let him learn the aches and pains that you have gone thru
this is all that you can do.
Sometimes love hurts, but it doesn't have to
Because I am right here next to you.
poem by Louis Rams
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my secret love
I look at you again today for the same
Question, this boring repetition,
Why do I really love you?
(And why can’t you love me?)
Your face is beautiful
I make glimpses; your arms tickle me,
To the bone, your hair makes me shake,
Your lips make my heart beat,
Your eyes, they make me melt
Your nose makes me gosh
The way you walk makes me hungry
For love tonight,
And then you look at me
I shy away, this cannot be
Why do I love you?
(How can I ever tell you?)
I have not. I cannot.
I am crazy. I am mute. I am patient.
I am angry. But I will be always silent
In loving you,
Shall I call it forever? …..Cool.
(You will never know, this fool)
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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That Was Then, This Is Now
You always say you like my style.
You say Im tough and kind of wild.
Am I too much for you to tame?
I swear this time its not a game.
Ive known a lot of girls.
No, this I wont deny.
Ill give our love,
Ill give it more than a try.
That was then, (that was then) this is now.
Let me prove my love girl, Ill make you proud.
I never made (never made) this kind of vow.
That was then, this is now
Ive led a thousand lives it seems.
And theres been a lot of broken dreams.
My minds just swept love aside.
But you broke me down and put me wise.
Ive doubted all compassion,
But you showed me the door.
I cant doubt it,
I dont doubt it no more.
That was then, (that was then) this is now.
Let me prove my love girl, Ill make you proud.
I never made (never made) this kind of vow.
That was then, this is now.
Ive known a lot of girls.
No, this I wont deny.
Ill give our love,
Ill give it more than a try.
That was then, (that was then) this is now.
Let me prove my love girl, Ill make you proud.
I never made (never made) this kind of vow.
That was then, this is now.
That was then, this is now.
That was then, this is now.
song performed by by Monkees
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somewhere silence came in
between them
creating a space of indifference
though they want to fill
the space again
with desire
love if love is true cannot just
leave them in emptiness
they have imagined
this fullness
but it isn't there
they claim it was there but
they made it leave and so they want
another round of courtship of asking
that love may come again
she insists that a condom is a must
and that they cannot just romanticize love
and have regrets later
as she enumerates a list of possibilities: AIDS, Hepatitis A, B, C, D
and STDs
(she is the doctor and he is a lawyer and both are married)
and he argues, 'when you make love do you imagine diseases?
what kind of lover are you? '
and she says, ' I am just a practical lover, i don't take risks'
' I don't mind the disease. I only mind the face and body and soul of the person i make love with. We all die anyway, and i don't want quantity
i am contented with quality! '
she demands that he use the condom still
and he dismisses the order, as it was no longer a request
and he said
as a matter of conclusion
' honey, i am ready for what you can infect me',
he kisses her and tears begin to fall from her eyes.
she kisses him back forgetting her past, her present and his future.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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All Right Now
( a. fraser / p. rodgers)
There she stood in the street
Smiling from her head to her feet
I said hey what is this
Now maybe baby
Maybe youre in need for a kiss
I said hey whats your name
Maybe we can see things the same
Now dont you wait or hesitate
Lets move before they raise the parking rate
I took her home to my place
Watching every move on her face
She said look whats your game
Are you trying to put me in shame
I said slow dont talk so fast
Dont you think that love can last
She said love lord above
Now youre trying to trick me in love
All right now
Baby its all right now
All right now
Baby its all right now
Whos that girl, watch that girl
Look at that girl
She lives down my street
Whos that girl, w-w-w-watch that girl
Well look at that girl
She lives down my street
I took her home to my place
Watching every move on her face
She said look whats your game
Are you trying to put me in shame
I said slow dont talk so fast
Dont you think that love can last
She said love lord above
Now youre tryin to trick me in love
All right now
Baby its all right now
Baby, baby, baby its all right
Baby, baby, baby its all right
Took me home to her place
And I watched the smile on her face
When she moves me
I just watch that girl, watch that girl
And she said, love, you tryin to trick me in love
Whats this now baby thats no good
Tryin to trick me in love
Dont do that, no dont do that
Dont do that oh baby
All right now
Dont do, dont do that
You cant do that, cant do that
All right now baby
song performed by by Rod Stewart
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To the Painter Preparing to Draw M.M.H.
Be not too forward, painter; 'tis
More for thy fame, and art, to miss
All other faces, than come near
The Lady, that expecteth here.
Be wise, and think it less disgrace
To draw an angel, than her face;
For in such forms, who is so wise
To tell thee where thy error lies?
But since all beauty (that is known)
Is in her virgin sweetness one,
How can it be, that painting her
But every look should make thee err?
But thou art resolute I see;
Yet let my fancy walk with thee:
Compose a ground more dark and sad,
Than that the early Chaos had,
And show, to the whole sex's shame,
Beauty was darkness till she came.
Then paint her eyes, whose active light
Shall make the former shadows bright,
And with their every beam supply
New day, to draw her picture by.
Now, if thou wilt complete the face,
A wonder paint in every place.
Beneath these, for her fair neck's sake,
White as the Paphian Turtles, make
A pillar, whose smooth base doth show
It self lost in a mount of snow;
Her breast, the house of chaste desire,
Cold, but increasing others' fire.
But how I lose (instructing thee)
Thy pencil, and my poetry!
For when thou hast expressed all art,
As high as truth, in every part,
She can resemble at the best,
One, in her beauty's silence dressed,
Where thou, like a dull looker-on,
Art lost, and all thy art undone;
For if she speak, new wonders rise
From her teeth, chin, lip, and eyes;
So far above that excellent
Did take thee first, thou should repent
To have begun, and lose i'th'end
Thy eyes with wonder how to mend.
At such a loss, here's all thy choice,
Leave off, or paint her with a voice.
poem by James Shirley
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