Royal Bank of Kisses.
The breeze was kissing almost their bare bodies;
but they had been pressing their mouths for long.
Birds of a feather don't care them in Domana beach.
Kisses are showered within the doors in my country.
While shooting films, they simulate to touch their lips.
But the kids give to their mums and take at any time.
The youths steal flying kisses in open.
'Kiss and tell' interviews are rare to TV channels.
In the realm of porn in the nets,
the worst things are screened for the young and old.
Once I was searching the boys who cut classes often.
I stumbled on them watching live scenes in the cafe.
I learnt from them such goods are sold cheap in the nets.
Websites galore to click and see!
You will be tired of digging the mines of kissing.
Juliet had 'kiss of death'from Romeo to kill herself.
Now, one partner rains kisses to the other
before he slits her throat, minces the body to pieces,
packs them all in a suit-case and leaves it in the bus.
I received a 'kissogram'of trillion kisses by e-mail,
swooned while reading it and then replied
to deposit in the royal bank of Kisses(that is RBK)
from which I could withdraw three dollars a day.
Before the golden kisses of our white-folk
infect and engulf the whole globe,
let the kissing lips be scanned and stored,
retrieved and sent to their loved ones in privacy.
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poem by Rajendran Muthiah
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A Kissing Mouth
something's pressing to my lips
something's trying to kiss me
mouths clash
saliva splash
stains my face red
i can't feel
anything
just a funny smell
something pulls my lips apart
something hot and wet and fast's
kissing me
and i'd scream
but for an alien tongue
i can't hear
anything
just a funny sound
my head's getting light
i try to struggle
but only hit my own mouth
the tongue between my lips
is so poisonously sweet
something's pressing to my lips
something's kissing me
mouths sing
depths unseen
and hope for a better world
i can't say
anything
just a simple chain of words
poem by Max Kuvaev
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The case history of the kiss
Is kiss invented or natural?
It is an improved licking
Pracised by most mammals.
A kiss can be artificial,
Emotional or sexual or
An expression of victory.
Kiss can be on any part
But most expressive
When mouth to mouth.
Judas kissed Jesus;
Yudhistra kissed the dice;
Romeo kissed Juliet.
A friendly kiss, a loving kiss,
An emotional kiss, a lustful kiss,
An erotic kiss, a kiss of authority,
A kiss of victory, a kiss of vulgarity,
A kiss of prosperity, a kiss of nobility,
A stealing kiss and a kiss of adultery.
Rival kisses artificially.
Mother kisses fondly.
The beloved kisses passionately.
The lover kisses eagerly.
The last one is the greatest.
Kissing is a subconscious return
To suckling at mother’s breasts.
The lips resembles labia,
Which is long hidden to men’s sight.
Kissing is a way of sniffing.
Kissing is just for a whiff.
Lips could not have been
An erogenous zone
As there was no hygiene
Practiced in mouths in the Stone Age.
.9.03.2006
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Beach Boy Blues
(words & music by sid tepper - roy bennett)
Im a poor hawaiian beach boy
A long way from the beach
cause someone shoved his face against my hand
Now Im a kissing cousin to a ripe pineapple
Im in the can
I was minding my own business
But drinking daddys juice
I swear Ill never touch that stuff again
Just like a pig before he gave his all that aluhau
Im in the pen
Got those beach boy blues
Dont the time go slow
Lonely beach boy blues
Only 30 days and 90 years to go
I want a taste of honey
From my wahinis lips
I want to be her ever loving man
But Im a kissing cousin to a ripe pineapple
Im in the can
But Im a kissing cousin to a ripe pineapple
Im in the can
song performed by by Elvis Presley
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Down to the beach
Down to the beach
Down to the beach
On a sunny day we go
Beach bags packed with sun screen lotions
Hands rubbing people’s backs in slow motion
Glistening oily bodies radiating with sensation
Down to the beach
Down to the beach
Where a chilly sea breeze blows
Let’s have some fun
In the red-hot sun
Down to the beach
Only there the ladies reveal saucy behinds
Whenever the raging sun is still kind
Down to the beach
As never-ceasing waves play across the shores
People happily play dreading any rainy downpour
Down to the beach
Where young lovers closely nestle
As sand creatures cause the sand to bristle
Seagulls gliding in the air with screams and whistles
Kids picking up shells and building stormy sand castles
Down to the beach
Where mostly good vibes flow
Down to the beach
We go whilst there is still sun without snow
poem by Sylvia Chidi
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Burst of Flames
Merged in sensuality
Her heaving bosom
Brushing his cheek
Mouths dry sucking air
Bodies fevered with ecstasy
Entwined in their dance of love
Depth of passion merged in moistness
Kissing flesh
moist fevered lips
Open bare soaring heights of passion
Flexing muscles
Immersed in loves tangle
Rhythmic loving burst of flames
poem by Persian Khushi
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Boss Of The Nethers
The cupped cervix sat
on the coffee table.
We tried not to stare,
like our pupils would get fried by its brightness.
Perhaps my ex-wife left it as a reminder of the time
when human beings had hips, back when we had bodies.
Yes, that was fun-a cupcake of breeze disintegrating
on our cheeks, a banana muffin undressing in our nostrils,
but bodies broke down too,
and things are easier now.
Strange, how we see further without eyeballs. Our eyes tricked us
into thinking a wall was something not be seen through.
Mouths got in the way
of saying what needed saying.
When they were invented
mouths were only supposed to be used in emergencies,
but we couldn't resist,
which made god so mad
he ripped our ear in half,
and still we didn't listen.
poem by Jeffrey McDaniel
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Kissing Power
Kisses upon kisses
Teases upon teases
Certain madness fills the air
It is termed as love I fear
Kisses upon kisses
Teases upon teases
Touches upon touches
My hearts broken pieces
Are once again at peace
Kisses upon kisses
Teases upon teases
Touches upon touches
Flattery upon Flattery
Love always sparkles without batteries
Lips upon lips
First a taste of your tongues tip
Admiration induces exploration
While love ignites imagination
I can feel your kissing power
And the sensational effect it showers
I can feel your kissing power
As you handle me like a delicate flower
Week legs
Pleasure begs
I can feel your kissing power
While you kiss me by the hour
Don't stop!
Be my hero not my flop!
poem by Sylvia Chidi
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Spiders
Spiders are singing in the salty breeze
Spiders are filling out tax returns
Spinning out webs of deductions and melodies
On a private beach in Michigan
Why can't they wish their kisses good
Why do they miss when their kisses should
Fly like winging birds fighting for the keys
On a private beach in Michigan
This recent rash of kidsmoke
All these telescopic poems
It's good to be alone
Why can't they say what they want
Why can't they just say what they mean
Come clean, listen and talk
Hello private callers, IDs blocked
The sun will rise, we'll climb into cars
The future has a valley and a shortcut around
Who will wear the crown of drowning award
Hold a private light on a Michigan shore
You fool me with a kiss of kidsmoke
From a microscopic home
It's good to be alone
I'll be in my bed
You can be the stone
That raises from the dead
And carries us all home
There's no blood on my hands
I just do as I am told
song performed by by Wilco
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Nude Beach Ahead
Whirlwind lifting shapeless seas
Frosted
Crashing
In hot breeze
Search about
A sight be found
Bare, raw flesh
Nudity
Sandpiper shifting shells for food
Millions
Billions
On top it stood
Search about
A bug be found
Bare, bug flesh
And good
Nude, beach combing, swinging free
Jesus
Please
I looked back to see
Search about
Virgin eyes look down
Bare, raw flesh
Nudity
Escape behind eyelids blushing red
Seconds
Minutes
Hurry by all these
Search about
Can isolation be found
No, just a sigh
Nude Beach Ahead!
poem by Barbara Attaway
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Island In The Sun
The palm trees sway
under a warm Mediterranean breeze
as we lay on a golden beach somewhere,
dreaming that you and I could be,
castaways on an island in the sun.
Blue waters kissing the beach
beneath our feet
as we walk hand in hand
in the sand at sunset time.
The world a million miles away,
never to bother us anymore.
What a lovely dream,
to be washed up on that shore,
you and I for evermore.
poem by David Harris
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The Detached
We die,
Welcoming Bluebeards to our darkening closets,
Stranglers to our outstretched necks,
Stranglers, who neither care nor
care to know that
DEATH IS INTERNAL.
We pray,
Savoring sweet the teethed lies,
Bellying the grounds before alien gods,
Gods, who neither know nor
wish to know that
HELL IS INTERNAL.
We love,
Rubbing the nakednesses with gloved hands,
Inverting our mouths in tongued kisses,
Kisses that neither touch nor
care to touch if
LOVE IS INTERNAL.
poem by Maya Angelou
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Lovely Girls Lying Stretched Out Everywhere
On the beach I did discover them,
with bodies shining in the sun,
lovely girls lying stretched out everywhere.
On the beach I did discover them,
where from under dark glasses they catch the eye
and I wonder what they were thinking of me?
On the beach I did discover them,
with bodies shining in the sun.
poem by Gert Strydom
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The Birds That Flocked Together
See, the birds gather!
The birds of a feather!
They're flocking together;
Singing together,
Playing together!
The big ones and the wees
Atop the linden trees.
With mirth and lively zings,
They splay their splashy wings!
Oh, how they revel in the sun,
Making the hunter call for his gun!
At the first gunshot-
Paaoow!
One's down for the pot!
The birds of a feather!
That flocked together!
That sang together!
That played together~
See them scattered!
poem by Kingsley Ayi
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Beneath a blood red sky...
Your hand in mine as we stroll along the beach,
I listen to the gentle lapping of the waves on the sand,
I feel the cool evening breeze that kisses my skin,
I breathe in the salty sea air and the sweet scent of you,
You have become the drug that I must have at all cost,
All of my defences breached you have conquered my soul,
And as the sun sets we embrace beneath a blood red sky,
Unable to tell where you begin and I end we have become one,
Once again I become lost in those emerald green eyes,
Two souls kissing softly as time it's self stands still,
And all of life's troubles melt away to nothingness...
Spread the love... The peace will follow...
poem by Cosmic Dreamer
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The Longing
How I long
For your butterfly kisses.
And rhythm of our naked dance.
Given that moonlight chance
Of sweet surrender.
How I ache
To pleasure you.
Your cries of love
Singing,
As emotions awake.
Our orchestra
Winging
To crescendo.
Feel the breeze blow
In our soul.
When the waves
Of ecstasy roll,
Then sleepily
Kiss the beach.
Now,
We lay
Within the reach
Of heavenly peace.
How I long
For our passion's release.
poem by Kevin East
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Tree Kiss
Tree to tree
Kissing
The Air...
Dance to
Dance...
At casickal...
Not for morden...
For tree kiss...
Hands hands
Catch about
The body...
Trees...
Gives and given...
A kisses...
Is not sexy...
Is not love...
It is loveley...
Trees kissing
Air try to
Understand...
Help with help
Trees kisses is
Not for true kisses...
But
It is a nature kiss...es...
you also...
Try to enjoy to see treekisses...!
poem by Otteri Selvakumar
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Pressing On
Well Im pressing on
Yes, Im pressing on
Well Im pressing on
To the higher calling of my lord.
Many try to stop me, shake me up in my mind,
Say, prove to me that he is lord, show me a sign.
What kind of sign they need when it all come from within,
When whats lost has been found, whats to come has already been?
Well Im pressing on
Yes, Im pressing on
Well Im pressing on
To the higher calling of my lord.
Shake the dust off of your feet, dont look back.
Nothing now can hold you down, nothing that you lack.
Temptations not an easy thing, adam given the devil reign
Because he sinned I got no choice, it run in my vein.
Well Im pressing on
Yes, Im pressing on
Well Im pressing on
To the higher calling of my lord.
song performed by by Bob Dylan
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Kissing Your Hair
I dreamt of you in this fading world
Of long-abandoned dreams
Where the sea sweeps away
Every midnight star
Along with every lonely sailor’s memories.
Somewhere on a beach alone
I’ll drift into a vision
Of kissing your hair in the misty breeze
That imparts the taste of tears.
When I die in a desperate night,
My soul will cling to yours
In a spiritual unity
That will exist forever
In the melancholy universe.
poem by Uriah Hamilton
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Kissy, Kissy
Kissing you was cold and messy!
What is worse, I caught the flu
Kissing him was warm as bliss,
so thrilling that my heartbeat missed!
Kissing her was short and sweet,
I missed her mouth and kissed her cheek.
I've had such a funny week
all kisses with no time to speak!
poem by Ruth Walters
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Bare Windows
I look at the world
Through bare windows,
And see it all --
Bright sunlight,
Deep shadows,
Birds in flight,
Bare dead trees,
Thick tangled vines
That whisper in the breeze.
Fox hunts the mouse.
Snake slithers by
Shedding his dry skin house.
I look at the world
Through bare windows,
And I love it all.
poem by M. Elizabeth Barrett Doyle
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