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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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I Have The Touch

The time I like is the rush hour, cos I like the rush
The pushing of the people - I like it all so much
Such a mass of motion - do not know where it goes
I move with the movement and ... I have the touch
Im waiting for ignition, Im looking for a spark
Any chance collision and I light up in the dark
There you stand before me, all that fur and all that hair
Oh, do I dare ... I have the touch
Wanting contact
Im wanting contact
Im wanting contact with you
Shake those hands, shake those hands
Give me the thing I understand
Shake those hands, shake those hands
Shake those hands, shake those hands
Any social occasion, its hello, how do you do
All those introductions, I never miss my cue
So before a question, so before a doubt
My hand moves out and ... I have the touch
Wanting contact
Im wanting contact
Im wanting contact with you
Shake those hands, shake those hands
Give me the thing I understand
Shake those hands, shake those hands
Pull my chin, stroke my hair, scratch my nose, hug my knees
Try drink, food, cigarette, tension will not ease
I tap my fingers, fold my arms, breathe in deep, cross my legs
Shrug my shoulders, stretch my back - but nothing seems
To please
I need contact
I need contact
Nothing seems to please
I need contact

song performed by by Peter Gabriel
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I Have The Touch

The time I like is the rush hour, cos I like the rush
The pushing of the people, I like it all so much
Such a mass of motion, do not know where it goes
I move with the movement and ... I have the touch
Im waiting for ignition, Im looking for a spark
Any chance collision and I light up in the dark
There you stand before me, all that fur and all that hair
Oh, do I dare ... I have the touch
Only, only
Wanting contact
Only, only
Im wanting contact
Only, only
Im wanting contact with you
Shake those hands, shake those hands
Give me the thing I understand
Shake those hands, shake those hands
Shake hands, shake hands.
Any social occasion, hello, how do you do
All those introductions, I never miss my cue
So before a question, so before a doubt
My hand moves out and ... I have the touch
Only, only
Wanting contact
Only, only
Im wanting contact
Only, only
Im wanting contact with you
Shake those hands, shake those hands
Give me the thing I understand
Shake those hands, shake those hands
Shake those hands
Pull my chin, stroke my hair, scratch my nose, hug my knees
Try drink, food, cigarette, the tension will not ease
I tap my fingers, fold my arms, breathe in deep, cross my legs
Shrug my shoulders, stretch my back, but nothing seems to please
I need contact
I need contact
Nothing seems to please
I need contact
Tac-tacatac, tac-tacatac
I need contact
Nothing seems to please
I need contact
Tac-tacatac, tac-tacatac
I need contact
Ah, tac-tacatac
I need contact
Nothing seems to please
I need contact
I need contact.

song performed by by Heather Nova
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Wanting To Be Near You

Wanting to be near you.
Wanting to be near you,
Once again.
Baby.
And wanting you to know,
I am your friend...
Until the end.

Somedays I feel defeat.
And this shows.
Somedays I'm not as strong...
Or comfortable.

I can be weak in mind.
And from time to time...
I am needing more from you!

You're deep within my heart.
This you should know.
Right from the very start,
We were one.

And if I've said or done,
Something you can't forgive.
Please tell me then and there!
Make me be aware,
Instantly!
Baby.
I'm wanting to be near you!
Wanting to be near you,
Once again.
'Til the end.

And wanting you to know,
I am your friend...
With no one and nothing,
In between!

Wanting to be near you.
Wanting to be near you,
Once again.
Baby.
And wanting you to know,
I am your friend...
Until the end,
Of time!

I am wanting to be near you.
Come what may.
Everyday...
We live.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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I Can Never Get Out Of This

This flesh, its demands, its whims
And caprices,
I despise, this flesh, but how can I
Ever get out of this flesh,
When this flesh is in me,
Wrapped by my skin,
And loved by the senses of my mind
The taste of wet, the whispers I hear,
The smooth touches I feel, the
Sensual sights that I see,
How I promise to be true to
The longings of my pure soul
To pure grace
And sublime wishes, as white as light flinging
Seraphims and Cherubims,
Hands praying in God’s garden,
This flesh
Throbs and thrusts like sin, like demon’s
Favorite poses and twists
This flesh imposes, like these fidgety hands
Arguing again, not wanting to be held,
These hands now ready, willing
For the caprices of my flesh,
These hands shall now touch the secrets of
The night and how my eyes pretend
Not to know,
In such delights, they all now close.

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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When You Are Near Me

when you are near me
i become tongue-
tied, and i am lost
in the maze of
my desire, my groins
pulsate, wanting to move
nearer, my hands are ready
posing to hold, my neck bends
a little giving in to the
incantations of my mouth
move closer, move closer
smell, kiss, taste, caress,
hold, embrace, do not shy away,
be the man you want to be,
break the law, there is always
a kind and gentle justification,
love has its own reasons,
the heart speaks & understands
the mind becomes so silent and giving
my blood rises my cartilages
stiffens, my arms grow strong,
my lips are wet, my teeth
wanting to chew, my throat
swallows a load of fluid,
i am thirsty, i am hungry, for you

what a shame, my whole body rebels
my eyes are shedding tears, my hands
slap my cheeks, my calf surrenders and suddenly runs,
with my ankle and my knees
all my feet walk away

this is not for me, and i am not me.
my will is strong, my head stands high,
i go away, breathe deeply,
and heave a sigh.Thanks, i say at the end.
i am strong. I did not do any wrong.

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Forever Mine

The room is dark, all alone am I.
Sitting here thinking of times gone by.
Remembering the past, the way things were.
A different time, when so much was unsure.

During these times, you came to my life.
Bringing happiness and laughter and love into sight.
Never such a feeling had I felt before.
Every moment spent with you, just left me wanting more.

More glances and stares, from your eyes so bright.
Eyes that see deep in my soul, making everything alright.
Wanting more kisses, from your soft lips so sweet.
Lips that make my legs weak and my heart skip a beat.

Wanting more time spent in your loving embrace.
Arms so strong and gentle, such a safe, loving place.
Wanting your warm touch, as you caress all of me.
Such a sensual feeling, setting my body so free.


Here we are, so many years more.
Not much has changed, I just want you even more.
Not a day goes by that I don't give thanks for you.
Every morning I think that our love is like new.

A new beginning. A fresh new start.
A new day to tell you what's deep in my heart.
You've made me feel loved, wanted and adored.
No one could possibly ever love me more.

And now here we are, loving each other from a far.
Waiting for the day, to awake in your arms.
To look upon your face, and deep in your eyes.
Knowing we'll never have to say our good byes.

Until that day comes just know this is true,
Everything I have to give, I have given to you.
I give you my heart, soul, body and mind.
And dream of the day you'll forever be mine.

poem by Shauna Smith
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Guilty

Guilty: For wanting you;
For wanting to touch your cheek;
For wanting to stroke your hair;
For wanting to let your voice wash over me;

Guilty: Of feeling the way I do;

Of dreaming of you;
Of day-dreaming of you;
Of falling in love with you;
Of wanting you for myself.

RG/RR

poem by Robert Green
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Breaking Free

The heat begins as the movement starts,
Two bodies, two hearts,
One place, one dream,
The sweat becoming a steady stream.

One against the other skin pressed,
Their bodies together, both undressed,
Together they move, together they feel,
Both wondering how this feeling could be so real.

They lay together fingers raoming, tracing,
Bodies steady, minds racing,
Bothe wanting, both longing.
The feelings so vivid, the so taunting.

Lips roam over features, memorizing turns, dips, taste.
Bodies tangled together, hands laced,
Breathing so uneaven, yet so right.
Together they stay, through the long night.

Moans break through the air,
Into eachither they melt, into their eyes they stair,
Both so lost, yet forever lost in one place,
Skin together as one, as hearts race.

The bodies meet and one enters the other,
Both in pain, both in longng for the other,
Both wanting more, bothe lost in their dream,
as they melt together soft as cream.

Their eyes flash bright and open,
Both hoping, both wanting to feel it again,
Together they smile, love is all they now see,
Their eyes close, their hearts slow, they break free.

poem by Bethany Maxwell
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Longing For You

Breaths mix, mingle
Become infused in warmth
Softness, taste and texture.
Hands reach out to touch
Silky hair and
Soft smooth perfumed skin.
First kisses are always so memorable
So passionate.
I watch the new lovers
Wanting
Wanting to climb into each others' clothes
Into each others' skin.
I watch her hold on to his thick coat collar
Those tiny fists full of lambswool
So full of fire.
I watch him holding her at her waist
Wanting to bring her closer but afraid to
Needing to hold on to something so he won't drown..
Get lost in her.
I watch them
Oblivious of the gusty wind
The freezing, numbing rain..
I watch them
And think of you with a longing that tears into me..
They can't hear my elemental anguish.
They don't see my pain as I stand there
Composed.
Watching two lovers in the park..
Under the White Oak Tree..
Where you first undressed me.
Remember that night?
It was summer then..
The night sky was filled with shooting stars
You chased me from near the pond where we were sitting..
Caught me
There..
Where they sit today.
We were laughing so hard
And I fell on you
As you toppled over and took me with you.
I take a deep breath
To replenish me, to give me strength
To keep me from drowning in this memory.
I think I smell your skin
Remember the smoothness and warmth of it..
I lift up my coat collar
And bend my head into the warmth..
I plunge my hands into the silk lined pockets and ball them into tiny fists..
Propel myself forward
Were it not for the pain I feel from the longing
From the wanting of you..
I think I'd be a walking corpse
Numbness would be a comfort.
I glance back as I walk away.
New love is a beautiful thing, a precious gift so full of promise
As I puff smoky breath out into the cold air
I want to cry but I can't
Something catches in my throat
A broken sob perhaps.
First kisses, aren't they magical..
I wonder if you remember or care to recall
Can you still taste
Our first kiss?

poem by Rabia Minhas
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Wanting Out

I turned around
and there you were
standing in front of me
i can't ignore
the fact that you were back for more
It's kind of funny when you think about it
It's kind of hard to agree to disagree
now we're back to the start
no buts, no buts
but you want me back
so take me away
'cause I don't wanna be found
I should learn to speak up
When enough is enough
and I'm wanting out
and I'm wanting out
I saw you smiling in that photograph
and I remember how we used to laugh
but that was then
forgive and forget
that was easiest
so take me away
'cause I don't wanna be found
I should learn to speak up
When enough is enough
and I'm wanting out
and I'm wanting out------
ohhh
dadadadada dadada ohhh
And I don't know if I can get through this
and I never knew that before
you make up your mind
and suddenly find you're wanting more
so take me away
'cause I don't wanna be found
I should learn to speak up
When enough is enough
ohh
and I'm wanting out
and I'm wanting out
so take me away
'cause I don't wanna be found
I should learn to speak up
When enough is enough
ohh
and I'm wanting out
ohh
and I'm wanting out
and I'm wanting out
and I'm wanting out
and I'm wanting out

song performed by by Michelle Branch
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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All Of This

With all of this I know now
Everything inside of my head
It all just goes to show how
Nothing I know changes me at all
Again I wait for this to change instead
To tear the world in two
Another night with her
But I'm always wanting you
Use me Holly come on and use me
We know where we go
Use me Holly come on and use me
We go where we know
With all of this I feel now
Everything inside of my heart
It all just seems to be how
Nothing I feel pulls at me at all
Again I wait for this to pull apart
To break my time in two
Another night with her
But I'm always wanting you
Use me Holly come on and use me
We know where we go
Use me Holly come on and use me
We go where we know
She's all I need
She's all I dream
She's all I'm always wanting
She's all I need
She's all I dream
She's all:
I'm always wanting you
Yeah I'm always wanting you
I'm always wanting you
Use me Holly come on and use me
We know where we go
Use me Holly come on and use me
We go where we know
She's all I need
She's all I dream
She's all I'm always wanting
She's all I need
She's all I dream
She's all:
I'm always wanting you
Yeah I'm always wanting you
I'm always wanting you
>At all again I wait for this
>To feel the home
>To shake the sky in two
Another night with her
But I'm always wanting you
Another night with her
But I'm always wanting you

song performed by by Blink 182
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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We Are Converging

Wanting to be heard.
Wanting to be valued.
Wanting to be acknowledged.
Wanting to sustain a way of life...
Fading.
To emerge once again and surge.
Wanting to be admired.
Wanting most to be thought as best!
Wanting to imprint an impression...
That conflicts and unrest,
Did not from them initiate...
The perpetuating of protests.
Nor did the rise of destruction, fear and insecurities...
Leave this world in a chaotic mess.

We are converging!
And peace...
Will be the final test.
Many want.
Many wish.
Many hope to fill all hearts with love.
Instead of a digressive emptiness.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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My Willing Prey

As if a hungry lion could tell the lamb
to stay away and run,
I could not to you.
How could I? I need you.
But needing you means leaving you none-
taking away your heartbeat
till you can breathe no more.

As a deadly snake could not turn away
from a helpless child,
I could not turn away from you;
for how could I? I want you.
But wanting you means wanting you tied
to the wide chasm of eternal sleep
till you can dream no more.

Should a destroying angel pass by the soul
so eager to be kissed by the lips of death?
I wish I could, but I could not to you.
How could I? I love you...
but not enough to tell you what it means.
I only wish you could open your eyes
and see beyond what you see in me -
that I may be needing you, wanting you,
loving you... to hurt you after all.

30August2012

poem by Jessel Jane Tevar
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Raincoat And A Rose

Heartbeat, way down on Cove Street;
Playing to lady luck, awaiting that tender touch
Fantasy, is the trick of the dance you see;
Hiding the need for love, and wanting you close to me
Oh, that one sweet and tender touch
That's what I'm missing, I need so much;
And one sweet and tender touch oh
Bright light, pretty colours that shine on all through the night;
I don't need them not half as much, as I'm wanting your tender touch
And loneliness, makes the strongest heart a wilderness;
That's wilder than you see, is wanting you close to me

song performed by by Chris Rea
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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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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These Arms Of Mine

(otis redding)
These arms of mine
They are lonely
Lonely and feeling blue
These arms of mine
They are yearning
Yearning from wanting you
And if you, would let them hold, hold you
Oh how grateful I will be
These arms of mine
They are burning
Burning from wanting you
These arms of mine
They are wanting
Wanting to hold you
And if you, would let them hold, hold, hold you
Oh how grateful I will be
These arms of mine
They are burning
Burning from wanting you
These arms of mine
They are wanting
Wanting to hold you
And if you would let them hold, hold you
Oh what a night it would be
Come on, come on now baby
Ill be your woman
Just be my lover
I need me somebody
Somebody to treat me right
Oh, I need your arms
Loving arms to hold me tight
I want to know if you want me, need me, love me, be mine tonight

song performed by by Tiffany
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One Sweet Tender Touch

Heartbeat, way down on cove street
Playing to lady luck, awaiting that tender touch
Fantasy is the trick of the dance you see
Hiding that need for love and wanting you close to me
Oh that one sweet and tender touch
Thats what Im missing and need so much
One sweet and tender touch
Bright light
Pretty colours that shine on all through the night
I dont need them, not half as much
As Im wanting your tender touch
And loneliness makes the strongest heart a wilderness
Thats wilder than you see, is wanting you close to me
For that one sweet and tender touch
Thats what Im missing and need so much
One sweet and tender touch

song performed by by Chris Rea
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Well, you have the public not wanting any new spending, you have the Republicans not wanting any new taxes, you have the Democrats not wanting any new spending cuts, you have the markets not wanting any new borrowing, and you have the economists wanting all of the above. And that leads to paralysis.

quote by Michael Bloomberg
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The Long Tunnel of Wanting You

This is the long tunnel of wanting you.
Its walls are lined with remembered kisses
wet & red as the inside of your mouth,
full & juicy as your probing tongue,
warm as your belly against mine,
deep as your navel leading home,
soft as your sleeping cock beginning to stir,
tight as your legs wrapped around mine,
straight as your toes pointing toward the bed
as you roll over & thrust your hardness
into the long tunnel of my wanting,
seeding it with dreams & unbearable hope,
making memories of the future,
straightening out my crooked past,
teaching me to live in the present present tense
with the past perfect and the uncertain future
suddenly certain for certain
in the long tunnel of my old wanting
which before always had an ending
but now begins & begins again
with you, with you, with you.

poem by Erica Jong
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Not Wanting To Be

Not want to be seen
Not wanting to be heard
Not wanting to be have feeling
Not wanting show emotion
Not wating to cry or scream
Not even wanting to smile
Not wanting to know the truth
Not wanting to face the truth
Not wanting to be in this reality

But all I see alll i hear
all I feel all I am
is real, is the truth
whether i wan't to face it or not
This is Reality

I am seen
I am heard
I haave feeling
I show emotion
I cry, I scream
I even smile
I know the truth
I am forced to face the truth
I lived in reality
This Is My Life

poem by Brandi Queen
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