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Caramel

It's under his electric gaze
She
Begins to melt
Like Sugar
In a burning hot pan
Turning into caramel
It's the way his eyes linger
Over
Every
Little
Inch
Of her
That hunger
That makes her blood sing
Sizzle
Heats her from within
Lava in her veins
Dancing in delight
Making the warm summer breeze
Gently
Caressing her
Cold enough to cause goosebumps on her
Warm
Soft
Smooth
Skin
It's that look in his eyes
Like she's some delicious thing
That taste
You didn't know existed
Until
You tried it
Now
You crave it
Can't live without it
Want every time
To be like that first bite
It's that hunger
That reduces her to nothingness
Yet,
For that second
Makes her feel like his everything
Infects her with a power
She was not aware she possessed
Enchants her
Forces her to see herself through his eyes
After which
She only wishes to be seen by him
That gaze that lingers
Caresses her without so much a touch
That want
Desire
The igniting of that fire
The kick from the combustion
She feels deep within her
Pulses in her core
Sending waves of delight
Waves of heat which ignite everything they come in contact with
Her being
Consumed
Turning to caramel
Burning sugar
Melting quickly
That alchemy
Under his electric gaze.

poem by Rabia Minhas
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Hot Toddy

Warm
Brown
Sugar
Vanilla
Silky smooth
Makes me relax and forget about my day
As she infects me
Everything inside me begins to sing
Steam rises
And in its wafting presence
Is her scent
Her sweetness is not overpowering
Because it's all real
I place her at my lips and take a drink
Instant comfort
Makes me feel like I'm covered in a perfect
Warm
Soft
Cozy
Feels like I'm home
A place I felt safe
Blanket
She's the perfect mix of sweet with a kick
The color of brown amber liquid
Soothing, as I taste her on my tongue
Instantly, I want another drink of her
She travels through and through me
Leaving warmth in her wake
A low flame in my veins
A dying fire on a winter's night..
Giving me just enough heat to want to stay close
I take another sip..
She leaves a smile on my face
And, when I'm done
I finish with a knowing
That soon,
I'll want her again

poem by Rabia Minhas
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Hot Chocolate

Black Butterscotch, Caramel
Coconut In A Cup
Cookies-N-Cream, Brown Sugar
With A Vanilla Scent Of Lust
Let Me Spin My Straw In You
And Watch The Waves Swirl Through
With A Thick Blast Of Honey Almond
It's A Hot Chocolate Whirlpool
So Hot The Heat Could Melt Marshmallows
And Make Our Bodies Feel Warm
I Could Feel The Temperature Level Rising
In Your Soft Steamy Form
When I Get You On The Table
Or On The Counter Top
You Are A Simply Delicious Delight
From Your Bottom To Your Top
Down To The Last Drop
I Just Don't Want To Stop
Hot Chocolate..... Hot Chocolate.....
So Many Flavors To Savor
Every Time I Finish
You Keep Me Coming Back Later
Addicted To Sweet Sips
By The Touch Of The Tongue
I Believe That I Need You
Hot Chocolate Got Me Sprung! ! ! !

poem by Cortez Maurell Lewis
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Sugar

I'm yours
And you are here
Don't you
Really want to feel
That my love is turning on
And it feels so real
So tell me what's the deal yeah

I'm coming back
For more and more
You do it to me
'Till I can't take no more
And I know
That all of that real
Good lovin' is oh so real
And I want all your time
When I'm down here

Sugar dance for me
Sugar taste so sweet

Climb on and take the wheel
There's nothing here for you to fear
And my love won't lead you wrong
Let me make this clear
Sweeter and sweeter
I'll always make you feel

I'm coming home
I'm oh so low
I need you baby
Come on let's go
'Cause only you are my lover
And you're so sincere and fine
So divine
And you're all mine

Sugar caramel
Sugar and it taste so sweet
Sugar my fantasy
Sugar you were made for me

Hey sugar my fantasy
Sugar and it taste so sweet
Sugar my fantasy
Oh my sugar baby lovin' is so sweet to me

And it taste so sweet
Sugar you're my fantasy
Sugar on and on
Sugar
Say I want your baby
Want you lovin'
Say I want your baby

song performed by by Lenny Kravitz from Are You Gonna Go My Way
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Unexpected Things...

It's unexpected..
But it's something that causes you to catch your breath..
Make you sway
Perhaps it makes your pupils dilate..
The look of his fingers as they dance on a keyboard..
Those hands are unexpectedly
Somehow
Attractive
She imagines them on her..
And, a blush creeps to her cheeks
Making her flush
Making her warm
An unexpected glance at her flesh..
Her shirt lifts as she reaches up to adjust something too high...
It's that area at the small of her back
Near her side
And,
His eyes linger..
Tracing her form
While she is unarmed in her lack of awareness
He can't help himself..
Even that small glimpse
Leaves his throat dry
Makes his hand twitch
To touch..
Even a fleeting touch
Is that asking for too much?
Lips
What can one say..
When they are full
And
Beautiful
And inviting
And so soft..
She bites her lower lip all the time
She imagines her lips
Dancing on his..
He thinks he'd like to be the one to
Bite
See what her lips taste like
Her collar bone..
He imagines his lips there
His tongue tracing the perfect arch
To the dip at her throat..
Her eyes
They grow bigger at the site of him
Surprised
It's not a controlled reaction
Heartbeats accelerate
His neck..
The back where tapered
Perfectly clipped hairs
Meet the edge of his shirt..
But leave enough space
To spy his skin..
She imagines what it would feel like...
If her lips ever met his skin there
Her legs
Sculpted perfection in heels..
He imagines...
His eyes
So warm
She likes the way they look at her
And, when he laughs
His smile reaches them..
Her skin
Golden sun kissed and warm
Smooth...
Soft..
He wonders
If she's smooth and soft and golden
Everywhere..golden...delicious...
His voice
She can close her eyes and listen to his voice all day..
It calls to her
Somewhere deep inside
There is a reaction..
Her smile
He likes to see her smile
Especially when he's the one
Who has caused it..
She likes his arms
She's always had a thing for shoulders..
He likes her hair
Wonders how soft it is
How it smells
They spend their days
Wondering...
When things get dull..
Even when they aren't...
Daydreaming..
Each relieved
The other can't read thoughts..
Both acutely aware
Of the other...
She smells like...
His sent is that of...
It was unexpected
The realization of the other
It was surprising..
A shock to the system
A sudden awareness
Something that caused their breath to catch
Make them sway
Make their pupils dilate
It's a heady reaction
Unexpected in so many ways.

poem by Rabia Minhas
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The lightest touch.

Softly he touched me, gently as a breeze
that wafts this way and that, swaying summer hats.

Gently he caressed, with words so honey combed and sweet,
to melt the coldest heart, my moment was complete.

Sinking into sugar brown eyes, his soft brown skin
and big ‘huggy' grin, we seemed to melt each other from within.

The summer grass, it filled my head within this bed of ecstasy,
I lay beneath the lilac tree; its scent was drifting over me.

Our hands found each other, we kissed, my eyes brimmed over
to think, some day, this moment I might miss.

How sad in life all things move on and like the flowing waves
we lovers separated to go our different ways,

but as tears sting my eyes and burn into my heart
I've one more memory to share; he had the lightest touch.

poem by Ruth Walters
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Your Tender Touch

Your Tender Touch

your tender touch
reaches this very soul
thirsting and burning
the desire to be with you
and just to be with you

even in my wildest dream
your tender touch
melt my heart and piercing
the very core in me, leaving me
crazy, and so madly in love with you

gazing into your eyes
your hands softly caressing
this body, swaying and swaying
as we gently move into one direction
breaking the silence and stillness of the night

just hold me and caress me
your tender touch melting me again
the fire of our love will always be burning
our one in a million dreams we shared
engulfing in our embrace so sweet..so gentle

poem by Meggie Gultiano
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Vampire eyes

I seen U with my vampire eyes, swore I saw colors for the very first time.

Amazed at the sights and the sound of the words, especially the ones not spoken but still heard.

The smells that arose from your flesh made me shutter, caresses my body, my soul, like fresh bread and sweet butter.

Place your mouth on my neck, taste the salt of my skin, enjoy the moment take it all in.

Leaving a magenta mark in color, lick your lips and savor the flavor as though this were the first, had no other.

Tongue over teeth, gently do not bite, but induldge in delight.

With desire did struggle and feigned the fight.

Wishing you would hoping you might, turn me right now and both take flight.

Eagerly grasp and straining to grope, convince me its right I know you did hope.

Emerald eyed are the vampire eyes, the ones you gaze into, gazing back in disguise.

Mirrors reflect, you are looking at me, I m looking in but cannot see.

My vampire eyes searched for you, so much pleasure saw yet never giving a clue.

Never one given yet it gave it away, standing in doorways while asleep by day.

Guarding my body, imagination running away, wake me with words you whisper my way.

You nourish my spirit deep to the core, love is forbidden so says the folklore.

Existing in shadows and hiding in plane sight, I lusted for your body by the pale moon light.

Vampire eyes savor the flavor of sight, body yearning for touch, a disastrous delight.

Inferno, burning soul, eternally hurting, a steak through the heart.

Ashes of the fallen lay on the floor, keep me in the shadows and protect me from the bright rays of golden light.

Once bitten, no fighting, the craving will last, fasting for years, time fleeting so fast.

Gaze into my vampire eyes, feast on my flesh and nourish your soul.

Skin on skin, sweat glistening, the scent intoxicating, exhilarating, just let yourself go.

Not a frenzy, take it slow, savor it all, enjoy the flavor of a mortal sin.

And when is all done you will wake to see, sheets all a jumble just dreaming a dream.

But once there were vampire eyes gazing back, lost the line of sight, gone in a glance.

Memories of eyes from a fanciful passed, how old is the demon holding the stare on my soul?

Immortal, eternal, only in the end we will know, if it goes on forever infinity will show.

poem by Gary Kedron
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A Mysterious Man Or A Deja Vu Experience?

I'm walking on the street and a lot of people passing by,
I'm just in a middle of a crowd and suddenly i felt shivers on my spine,
I met his eyes and i want to keep on walking,
But i've noticed my body didn't responding.

His charming eyes than, i could see,
He was stopping also to stare at me,
He has something special that i feel i know,
Our eyes meet and we smiled with glow.

I feel something different that i can't explain,
It's like i know him forever or it seems to me,
The warmth of his look is melting me with a smile,
Why i'm feeling so, my face is burning like fire.

The sparkle in his eyes, his look so divine,
It makes my lips sealed, i couldn't say a thing,
I'm keep on gaze at him and i saw in his amazing eyes,
All my life developing with my sorrows, my success, my dreams.

Do i know him, he seem familiar to me,
I feel hypnotize by his eyes, i can't move, i can't do a thing,
I keep stare at him and asking myself,
Do i know you mysterious man, do we met in this life or another galaxy?

I feel his warmth, his love,
And i don't want to lose him,
Who is this man standing in front of me,
Is he a mysterious man or a deja vu experience?

poem by Cristina Teodor
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Fix Your Gaze

When you hit your note
Its like you had no choice
I cant resist distractions web
When you use that voice
On a crowded stage
I play soliloquy
Im at the center of the earth
When you gaze on me
The familiar ring of the native drums
Sometimes I hardly recognize it
Inspiration comes
With the tip of my mind
Holding back the sea
I have no choice but to prevail
When you gaze on me
Ive got the ghost of a new machine
Where I can find reality routine
Every time you fix your gaze on me
When you gaze on me
I feel a ring of fire
When you gaze on me
And I lose all desire
Fix your heart on me
Ill show you what Ive memorized
Fix your gaze on me
I need to see your eyes [uh - good god!]
Out in the cold the assassin waits
Armored by love no sword can penetrate
Every time you fix your heart on me
Im a new machine
Where I can find reality routine
Every time you fix your gaze on me

song performed by by Utopia
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Pixie Caramel Skies

I love Pixie Caramel, because
it’s the chewiest, grooviest, sweet
on the street; I crave to eat.
Here’s the habit; reach out; grab it.

Pixie Caramel, is the greatest,
you’ll love the original and the latest.
Try it now, do yourself a favour,
Pixie Caramel, the taste to savour.

Pixie Caramel, the one to try,
run, run; go out and buy.
You must have it! Chew it! Or die!
Happiness enfolds - Pixie Caramel Skies.

poem by Terence George Craddock
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You Give Me Fever

Hey Baby
I think I caught your Bug
Ever since you touched me, Oh
Baby, I’m burning up
I’ve got the sweaty palms
You gave me a hazy sight
The attractions just too strong
Oh, You give me
Butterflies

You Give Me Fever
All through the night
Take my temperature, Oh
You make me flame inside
You Give Me Fever
Oh No Baby, you’re just too much
Help me tame this fire
Cause baby it’s burning up

Hey Baby
You make me lose control
You make me create so much heat
Baby, I could melt the snow
Your kiss makes my body melt
Your voice makes my heart race
I never imagined Hell
Could be such a wonderful place

Hey Baby
You make my heart sing
Give me something Icy, Oh
Boy, I’m sizzling
You’ve caught my attention
Oh, this lava love
I’m crisp to your affection
Baby, You boil my blood

You Give Me Fever
All through the night
Take my temperature, Oh
You make me flame inside, Boy
You Give Me Fever
Oh No Baby, you’re just too much
Help me tame this fire
Cause baby I'm burning up

Take my temperature
I feel I can melt a pot
You make me such a Disaster, Cause
Honey, You’re so Hot
You’ve got that Spicy scent
You make hit the floor
Your jalapeño lips, Oh Baby
I don’t know if I can take much more
You light my world
With you, I don’t need the sun
So Contagious, so hard to bare
Oh, Boy you burn me up

poem by Sugar Bear
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In His Eyes

In his eyes
I am beautiful
I can do no wrong
I am wonderful
Even though it has not been very long
In his eyes
I can see how much he cares
Words he does not have to say
I can just tell by the way he stares
My heart leaps when he calls me Ashley Mae
In his eyes
With a gaze so intense it makes me melt
Looking into those beautiful blue eyes makes me weak
It makes me forget all of the problems with which I have dealt
Which is why sometimes I can only take a peak
In his eyes
I am amazing
I am the girl he will never hurt
To make me happy he will do anything
Now the only question is: can I get him away from Kurt? ; -)
In his eyes
I feel myself letting down my guard
It is something I cannot stop
Even if I tried extremely hard
The feeling I get when I am with him nothing can top
In his eyes
I feel completely at ease
Like I can totally be the real me
He makes me weak at the knees
So I just look up at him peacefully
In his eyes
I feel so incredibly special
He makes me feel perfect
There's no need to be artificial
He just has this effect
In his eyes

poem by Ashley Reese
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Tongue Savory Carnal Crave

Tongue pleasing body I crave,
made of confectioner's clay and
rippling streams of caramel fondu.
Soft baked skin, dipped in a melting
pot of coconut oil and maple syrup.
Toothsome truffles of nugat flesh,
filled with pillows of marsh-mellow fluff.
Mouth watering strands of scented
citrus or passion fruit hair, brushed
with cinnamon and brown sugar.
Bubblegum lips, in a rainbow
variety of color, that always
manage to keep their flavor.
Supple, palatable stomach
melting like a tiny bowl of
fresh peach sorbet.
Honey frosted fingertips,
creamy touch of silken mousse
and lightly whipped meringue.
Praline eyes, maple sugar swirled
with vanilla, almond, and hazel.

Devouring sweet, delectable you
with all my senses and taste buds.
Nutrient rich dessert or a guilt free
bed time snack, you are the whole
of my dietary pyramid, I abstain
from all other food groups in favor of you.

poem by Gregory Allen Uhan
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Consumed (Stream III)

The consumer consumed
Like a snake eating its tail.
The worm in the bud,
The rotten apple,
Rotten to the core,
No core.
A corpse eaten inside out.
Outside the circle,
Circling in for the kill,
Killing time
Time to kill.
We slowly die
Outside in,
In need,
We are addicted.
Waiting for our next fix,
Try to fix it
Mr Fix It.
We're in a fix.
With fixed gaze
We watch the ads.
The ads add,
Add to our wants.
Feed our addictions
With sugar and technology.
A hunger we cannot satisfy
Dissatisfied we die inside.
We are subsumed,
The consumer consumed.

P H Brookes Copyright 2012

poem by Paul Brookes
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Hopelessly Lost A (January)

Feel the tingling in your heart deep with in
the pulse of the Spirit with in your body
the beating pulse of blood rushing
the deep stare to which your eyes gaze

Feel the burning of the passion
the crying of your soul for everything
the righteousness burning at a fury
the deep words which cut my heart for you

Feel that feeling that is so sweet
the tenderness that is everlasting
the passion in my soul for you so deep
burning burning burning just for you

the love between me and you so strong
hopelessly lost forevermore which i do not ignore

poem by Branden Aeling
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Eyes Of Fire

Hungry and wild she was born to the night
A demon, a daughter or madness
One look from her eyes could burn you alive...
Drown you in oceans of sadness
Oh - even the deadly shades of night
Wont let me hide...from her eyes of fire
Face in the mirror we meet eye to eye
Passions of eternal fire
Desperately wanting and out of control
Dancing on winds of desire
Oh - even the deadly shades of night
Wont let me hide...from her eyes of fire
Curtain of darkness, screams of delight
Taunts me with her sirens calling...
I got to be strong but I cant hang on
Into the flames I am falling...
Oh - even the deadly shades of night
Wont let me hide (no, no, no, no)
From her eyes of fire...
She keeps burning...
She keeps burning me, burning me, burning me, burning me down
Eyes of fire

song performed by by Rainbow
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Behind your Caramel eyes

Behind your caramel eyes
I see darkness
I see evil
I see a player and a cheater
You look really sweet but i know all your tricks
Behind your caramel eyes
your an ugly demon
I see un-loved heartless evil jerk
Behind your caramel eyes

poem by Izzy Barnwell
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The Things That Make Me Happy

When I see the Sun
The sun up in the sky
And when the rays they
They glisten off your eyes

And when your eyes
Yeah when your eyes meet mine

That’s the thing that
That’s the thing that makes me
Yeah that’s the thing that makes me happy

And when I wake up to
To a brand new day
When we back our bags and
We take off on our way
And when we lose track
When we lose track of time

That’s the thing that
That’s the thing that makes me
Yeah that’s the thing that makes me happy

And when the clock
Yeah when the clock strikes 5
I’m heading home to you
And I’m feeling so alive
And when I pull in
Yeah when I pull into your drive

That’s the thing that
That’s the thing that makes me
Yeah that’s the thing that me happy

And in the afternoon
When were feeling the warm breeze
And we can see it
Go brushing through the trees
It makes me feel so
It makes me feel so fancy free

And that’s the thing that
That’s the thing that makes me
Yeah that’s the thing that makes me happy

And when the music
Goes rolling through my mind
Songs that could bring
Eyesight to the blind
And when we sing
We sing along with all the words we find

That’s the thing that
That’s the thing that makes me
Yeah that’s the thing that makes me happy

poem by Tim David Cook
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Wanting

She can't help it
The wanting of him
A simple glimpse
Across a crowd
She hides her smile
As her imagination
Goes
Into
Overdrive
Goosebumps rise
Along her flesh
Somewhere deep
A quickening begins
Her heartbeat accelerates
Her blood warms and
Begins to pulsate
As she
Holds on
Always
Yearning
Wondering
If he kissed her
Would she moan
As his mouth consumed her
Enslaved her
As his hands touched her
Caressed her flesh
His nearness makes it difficult to breathe
All of her wishes
To melt into him
Reach out and
Touch
A glimpse of her
Across a room
Leaves
Him
Wanting
Wanting to
Reach out and touch
To hold her face in his hands
Brush the tip of his thumb
Across her soft lips
Caress her skin
Let his hand travel
Travel
Across her throat
Feel her pulse
As it glides
To the back of her head
Grab a fist full of raven hair
Tilt her head back
Look into her languid eyes
Her parted lips
And trace kisses along her flesh
As she forgets
How to breathe
Their wanting of each other
Is hidden well
In the ease and flow
Of a crowded room
Maybe neither knowing
Neither certain
Both aware of the other
Both
Wanting.

poem by Rabia Minhas
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A Casualty

The old man sits
On top of a brown
Battered suitcase
This now contains
All his belongings
I remember him
He was the toymaker
In our village
He was always a happy man
Now I see him
As we flee
The light has gone
From his eyes
There is fear there
That stops me cold
What does he know?
What has he seen?
He sits there
Waiting for his family
People pass by
Asking him
If he needs help
He says no
He is waiting for
His daughter to come
She went into the fields
To pick some sugar canes
That's when the soldiers
Set the fields on fire
Burning sugar
Caramel
Now pungent
But the first whiff was sweet
That's when the village
Began to burn
The old man sits
And waits for her
I wonder how long
He's been sitting there?
He looks to every face
And says her name
Every girl he stops
And examines to see
If it might be her
The old man sits
All alone.

poem by Rabia Minhas
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