Ripened Love
She didn't speak,
Just went on with her work
Of giving her home a facelift.
An ethereal urge filled me
To be near her, touch her a little
And add my hands to the touch up.
The air was rich with the aroma
Of the coming of the season of joy.
I knew something never grows old,
Never requires a word or even a look.
In silence we rained love on each other!
poem by Pradip Chattopadhyay
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Sometimes Out Of Touch
There were times I stood my ground
When I knew you were right
Turned around and walked away
When I should've held you tight
But you never closed the door
You just turned out the light
Gave me time to think it over
A chance to make it right
Sometimes out of touch
But never out of love
Sometimes giving in
But never giving up
We've been worlds apart
Yet always close enough
Yeah, we've been out of touch
But never out of love
--- Instrumental ---
No matter how we try
There still may come a time
When our minds are far apart
But I know you and me
Will always find a way to be
Together in our hearts
Sometimes out of touch
But never out of love
Sometimes giving in
Oh, but never giving up
We've been worlds apart
Yet always close enough
Yeah, we've been out of touch
But never out of love
Yeah, we've been out of touch
But never out of love...
song performed by by Alabama
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The Passing Of A Heart
O touch me with your hands--
For pity's sake!
My brow throbs ever on with such an ache
As only your cool touch may take away;
And so, I pray
You, touch me with your hands!
Touch--touch me with your hands.--
Smooth back the hair
You once caressed, and kissed, and called so fair
That I did dream its gold would wear alway,
And lo, to-day--
O touch me with your hands!
Just touch me with your hands,
And let them press
My weary eyelids with the old caress,
And lull me till I sleep. Then go your way,
That Death may say:
He touched her with his hands.
poem by James Whitcomb Riley
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You Touch Me
You touch me
and my world stands still.
You touch me
and I still feel the thrill.
The world becomes silent
and I know it always will
if you touch me.
So please just touch me.
'Cause everytime you touch me
there's a silence in my heart.
I break in little pieces and slowly come apart.
I remember all those touches.
They're with me every day.
I think all about them and all I want to say
is touch me.
Please touch me.
Touch me in every little way.
You touch me
and my world is bright.
You touch me
and the stars at night
start to burn like a fire
and I feel your desire
to touch me. So please just touch me.
poem by Edwina Reizer
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Speak The Word
Unsettled hearts
Promise what they cant deliver
Bring me the wine
And the cold night air to clear my head
Gray matter memory house
Master of this trembling flesh
Steady still my doubts
Let me speak the word that precedes bliss
Let me speak the word
Let me speak the word
Love love love love love love love love
Let me speak the word
Let me speak the word
Love love love love love love love love
Let me speak the word
Let me speak the word
Let me speak the word
Let me speak the word
These weakened knees
Have not touched ground or pew in ages
I havent bowed my head
I offer thanks to any God or to ask for favors
But watch me now
Im falling down
Praying
To speak the word that precedes bliss
To speak the word
To speak the word
Love love love love love love love love
Let me speak the word
Let me speak the word
Love love love love love love love love
Let me speak the word
Let me speak the word
Let me speak the word
Let me speak the word
song performed by by Tracy Chapman
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Touch Me
You touch me and the entire world is still.
The silence that your touch does bring
is like a magic pill.
You touch me and I still feel the thrill.
The feeling your touch does bring
takes away my chill.
The times you've touched me I remember well.
The soothing calmness that it gave
created love's sweet spell
that mystifies and beautifies
everything you are.
So every time you touch me
there is silence in my heart.
There's nothing in this world as sweet
that can play its part
like your touch.
So touch me.
poem by Edwina Reizer
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Before and After Having Sex
There's more than sex,
I want from you.
And with you,
There is more than sex...
To do!
Before and after having sex.
There's more than sex,
I want from you.
And with you,
There is more than sex...
To do!
Before and after having sex.
When we walk along the beach...
There is a sweet,
Nectar in the air.
We don't need to touch to please.
Or be detoxed...
By the flow of easy listening.
There's nothing we have missing,
But more of this.
Since with us this love we have is a hit.
After striking out and getting over it!
Before and after having sex.
Before and after having sex.
There's more than sex,
I want from you.
And with you,
There is more than sex...
To do!
Before and after having sex.
After mid-day heat.
When the Sun shine starts to blazing.
We sip on lemonaide...
As we welcome the Sunset that comes.
Sitting back and relaxed.
Awaiting something spectacular to be done.
And when we touch there is more to please.
Before and after having sex.
And when we touch there is more to please.
Before and after having sex.
And when we touch there is more to please.
Before and after having sex.
And when we touch there is more to please.
Before and after having sex.
Since with us this love we have is a hit.
After striking out and getting over it!
And when we touch there is more to please.
Before and after having sex.
And when we touch there is more to please.
Before and after having sex.
And when we touch there is more to please.
Before and after having sex.
Before and after having sex.
Before and after having sex.
And when we touch there is more to please.
Before and after having sex.
And when we touch there is more to please.
Before and after having sex.
Before and after having sex.
Before and after having sex.
And when we touch there is more to please.
Before and after having sex.
And when we touch there is more to please.
Before and after having sex.
Before and after having sex.
Before and after having sex.
Before and after having sex.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Think Twice
When all is said and done and dead
does he love you the way that I do
Breathing in lightning tonight's for fighting
I feel the hurt so physical
Think twice 'fore you touch my girl. Come around, I'll let you feel the burn
Think twice 'fore you touch my girl. Come around, come around no more
Think twice 'fore you touch my girl. Come around, I'll let you feel the burn
Think twice 'fore you touch my girl. Come around no more
She spreads her love, she burns me up
I can't let go I can't get out
I've said enough, enough by now
I can't let go, I can't get out.
Wait till the day you finally see I've been here waiting patiently
Crossing my fingers and my t's. You cried on my shoulder begging please
Think twice 'fore you touch my girl. Come around, I'll let you feel the burn
Think twice 'fore you touch my girl. Come around, come around no more
Think twice 'fore you touch my girl. Come around, I'll let you feel the burn
Think twice 'fore you touch my girl. Come around no more
She spreads her love, she burns me up
I can't let go I can't get out
I've said enough, enough by now
I can't let go, I can't get out.
What is it you really want? I'm tired of asking!
You can't waste it
When I showed up and he was there I try my best to grin and bear
And took the stairs but didn't stop at the street and as we speak I'm going down
Cause she spread her love, and burned me out
I can't let go I can't get out
I've said enough, enough by now
I can't let go, I can't get out.
Think twice 'fore you touch my girl. Come around, I'll let you feel the burn
Think twice 'fore you touch my girl. Come around, come around no more
Think twice 'fore you touch my girl. Come around, I'll let you feel the burn
Think twice 'fore you touch my girl. Come around no more
song performed by by Eve 6
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Letters I Didn't Write
I wish you could have read…
The Letters
that I failed to write
I wish you could have felt the touch…
Of hands that failed to
reach out at night
Would’ve liked for you
to have heard…
Words I couldn’t say
Would’ve liked to have felt
The emotions missed…
When I failed to ask you to stay
What you didn’t feel…
When you didn’t hear …
The words I didn’t say
I wish you could have
At least…Felt the love
That you didn’t feel that day
I wish you could’ve known …
The feelings
that I didn’t show
The words I couldn’t bring to light
And tell you
Long ago
I wish somehow,
you could know now
Of things you knew not then
Of words I didn’t say or write
Of touch, or love
Of things... that might have been
poem by David Whalen
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It Has Always Been A Struggle
it has always been a struggle.
time is a thread
connecting two strange bridges
one walks
and balances in order not to fall
to the abyss
of failure
it is always a question of
how i touch love with love
i carry love and the one i touch
does not recognize the warmth of my
hands
it looks at me as though i am a stranger from a very far land
i am always broken and sometimes i wish to have the hands of Midas
not the kind that makes everything gold
i want to have the snake hairs and the gaze that can make those who do not see love in me
turn into stones.
it has always been a struggle and when the shadow of death comes with his sickle
i will speak no word at all
and gladly shall i go with it
it is my wish for now.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Tenderly you come
tenderly you come
to touch the locks of hair
that rest there on the pillow
feathered in a dream
i sleep my silence long
two words for its spell
and no silence for a word
you touch my face and line it
up in warmth through glass
that stands there instead of window
sundialed roomed so spacious
i sleep my silence long
two words for its spell
and no silence for a word
you open eyes of a closure
'neath unfaithful sky
to write me there word cloudward
wipe me away or melt
in my sleep silence long
two words for its spell
and no silence for a word
poem by Miroslava Odalovic
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Cool Touch
Writers: leo sayer & alan tarney
Hanging out with the nighttime clientele
Place your ladder for the social climb
Same old routine that you know so well
Another opening and another line
Its the cool touch
Yeah the cool touch
Call your lover on the mobile phone
Cmon over well have some fun
Leave a message sayin theres no one home
I guess the good times just begun
Its the cool touch
Yeah the cool touch
Cool touch--too much--its too muich
Too much--cool touch--or not enough
Cool touch--too much--too much
Too much--cool touch--its not enough
Take me take me to the sky above
Fool me fool me with your words of love
Cool touch--too much
Now shes reclined in the back of the sports car
Champagne and glasses he slips right in
No passing stranger couldve torn them two apart
Some games you play and you just cant help but win
The cool touch
Yeah the cool touch
Cool touch--too much--its too much
Too much--cool touch--its not enough
Take me take me to the sky above
Fool me fool me with these words of love
Cool touch--too much
A wind is blowing through this get rich town
She wraps the fur round her pretty waist
He feels a shiver as he grips the wheel
Feeling strangely out of place
Bring me bring someone I can trust
All this glitters just a bag of dust
Cool touch--too much--its too much
Too much--cool touch--its not enough
I had enough of this cool touch
Kids stuff
But I cant get enough
song performed by by Leo Sayer
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Open Speech
Good friend of mine, you feel with me—
Your blood grows hot by sympathy
With something that I say or do;
Then speak—I want a word from you.
Let not the silence wrap you round
While you are living over-ground.
They say that earthly years are few;
Then speak—I want a word from you.
Perhaps I pass you in the street,
And when our eyes a moment meet,
I wonder are you wishing too;
Then speak—I want a word from you.
Are you, too, longing for a sign,
Yet fear to stretch a hand for mine?
What other am I writing to?
Then speak—I want a word from you.
Some way our thoughts together run,
Since both lift brow toward the sun
Beneath the self-same vault of blue;
Then speak—I want a word from you.
poem by John Le Gay Brereton
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Kiss Kiss Kiss
Kiss, kiss, kiss, kiss me, love,
Just one kiss, kiss will do.
Kiss, kiss, kiss, kiss me, love,
Just one kiss, kiss will do.
Why death?
Why life?
Warm hearts?
Cold darts?
Kiss, kiss, kiss, kiss me, love,
Im bleeding inside.
Its a long, long story to tell
And I can only show you my hell.
Touch, touch, touch, touch me, love,
Just one touch, touch will do.
Touch, touch, touch, touch me, love,
Just one touch, touch will do.
Why me?
Why you?
Broken mirror?
White terror?
Touch, touch, touch, touch me, love,
Im shaking inside.
Its that faint, faint sound of the childhood bell
Ringing in my soul.
Kiss, kiss, kiss, kiss me, love,
Just one kiss, kiss will do.
song performed by by Yoko Ono
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Kiss Kiss Kiss
Kiss, kiss, kiss, kiss me love
Just one kiss, kiss will do
Kiss ,kiss, kiss, kiss me love
Just one kiss, kiss will do
Why death
Why life
Warm hearts
Cold darts
Kiss, kiss, kiss, kiss me love
Im bleeding inside
Its a long, long story to tell
And I can only show you my hell
Touch, touch, touch, touch me love
Just one touch, touch will do
Touch, touch, touch, touch me love
Just one touch, touch will do
Why me
Why you
Broken mirror
White terror
Touch, touch, touch, touch me love
Im shaking inside
Its that faint, faint sound of the childhood bell
Ringing in my soul
Kiss, kiss, kiss, kiss me love
Just one kiss, kiss will do
song performed by by Lennon John
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Joining Of Hands
we speak the word 'love' too easily...
love should speak itself!
in tiny doings of the heart,
and small kindnesses shared.
we touch without thought,
and think without feeling...
but the orgasm of the spirit,
is in the joining of hands!
poem by Eric Cockrell
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Mother's Goodbye.
A stare of blindness,
A touch of prayer,
A cast of silence,
You’re no longer there,
A mother’s touch,
A heart of gold,
A mind of secrets,
None you told,
A home you made,
A home for all,
A home that’s safe,
The home did fall,
A mother is gone,
An angel is born,
A memory has left,
Her children torn,
A love has not stopped,
A love is still here,
A love is forever,
Her love is near.
poem by Thomas Fitzgerald
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A Love So Ordinary
Silence breathes…
When all is still
and there is just you and me,
I can feel the silence
stirred only by our breathing
not yet synchronised.
Fire crackling in the grate,
muffled movement from outdoors
are not part of this silence here with us.
Knees touch, hands reach,
our eyes complete the connection.
Silence listens.
Silence speaks…
Warm touch, getting stronger
as we stand, move together
in this dance of love and understanding.
Nothing exists but the wonder of each other
holding gently to this delicate thread.
Slowly time passes.
Seasons change and new worlds emerge.
You and me and light and love.
Together we eclipse what we are apart.
And when we need it so…
Silence reveals.
poem by Jean Renwick
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Those Hands Joining
Great grandma’s hands
Grandma’s, mama’s,
sister's hands
Aunt’s and niece’s
Hands, they join today
An epic telling the stories
About touch, about prayer,
About reaching, about the years
Of caressing and holding on
To love, persevering and
Resting the hands on the
Hands of the other hands
Those moments of silence
When the hands speak more
When the mouths accept
The loss of the power of words
When even the hearts give in
Because the hands are warmer
And so comforting.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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The First Time You Denied My Touch
The first time you denied my touch...
I knew it was getting closer to over,
For us.
The first time you denied my touch...
Our relationship had ran out of 'fizz'.
What did it?
Did you know I was just expecting sex without love?
Then when I'm done,
I'm gone?
You knew that!
You had to.
I was taking you for granted,
And this you knew!
The first time you denied my touch...
It was me.
Not you.
And I knew it too well!
The first time you denied my touch.
I felt an ache slowly creeping up inside,
Of me.
I tried to breathe soft and slow,
So you wouldn't know it.
The first time you denied my touch.
My tears came to fall.
And that was not easy....
Faking a rest,
After a grueling crawl.
'Thank you.
But no...
I am not preparing for the Olympics.
I'm just laying here to meditate on the ground,
For a moment.'
The first time you denied my touch.
Love was not there to respond.
The first time you denied my touch,
I knew you felt it too inside...
I was gone!
And I knew it then,
I had been gone too long!
Too long for you to deny me,
Of what's mine!
'EXCUSE ME?
Repeat that! '
The first time you denied my touch...
I knew it was getting closer to over,
For us.
The first time you denied my touch...
Our relationship had ran out of 'fizz'.
What did it?
Did you know I was just expecting sex without love?
Then when I'm done,
I'm gone?
'That's not what you said.
But you're getting to the point.
I'm in the bed and going to sleep.
What you do with your needs,
That's up to you.'
We just need time to get our booty better!
'EXCUSE ME?
Repeat that! '
The first time you denied my touch,
I knew you felt it too inside...
I was gone!
And I knew it then,
I had been gone too long!
Too long for you to deny me,
Of what's mine!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Coming Home to You
I'm coming home today
I'm coming home to you
I'll hold you in my arms
I'll show you our love's true
I'll sit you on my shoulders
I'll carry you around
You will be my queen
Your feet won't touch the ground
I'll make you eggs and bacon
I'll set your table too
I'm coming home today
I'm coming home to you