Bikini
She is now in her bikini
for the past week
I've been waiting dreamy
She buys two:
one white, other black
Which one first?
my august choice
white smear knuckle spit sticky slick
models under over view
She is even asking my preference
I am overcum with honour,
sincerest gratitude
(knowing my taste in texture, colour)
It is lace; skirt extending convertible
far beyond my fantasies' measuring
inspecting delicate fit becuming
I am lost with wonder, marvel
sculpted wear cut of contour
She is elegant, fit for form
statuesque classic beaming
face radiance ripe from raining
searing sea foam frothing
She fills form as the finest model
she mermaid, fantasy French Maid
She has been to the gym
my slack-jawed mouth open
Salivant drips drooling
I of gleeful pride
lascivious
blush flush smirk slick slide
my glass is now want for waiting, panting
plead her pleasure fill for flower
stamen seethe for flowing
spend mine most intimate reaction
complement
in most moist manners arriving
squeeze the sunscreen shooting violently
lotion liquid shear half wineglass
filling
I gush flush ferocious
share slick stick spill trading
my tan for hers
copyright R. Resh 2007
poem by Randy Resh
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Make Up
Your face when sleeping is sublime
And then you open up your eyes
Then comes pancake factor number one
Eyeliner rose hips and lips gloss are such fun
Youre a slick little girl
Youre a slick little girl
Rouge and coloring incense and ice
Perfume and kisses oooo its all so nice
Youre a slick little girl
Youre a slick little girl
Now were comin out
Out of our closets
Out on the streets
Yeah, were comin out
When youre in bed its so wonderful
Itd be so nice to fall in love
When you get dressed I really get my fill
People say that its impossible
Gowns lovely made out of lace
And all the things that you do to your face
Youre a slick little girl
Oh, youre a slick little girl
Eyeliner, whitener, then color the eyes
Yellow and green oh what a surprise
Youre a slick little girl
Oh, youre such a slick little girl
Now were comin out
Out of our closets
Out on the streets
Yes, were comin out
Yeah, were comin out
Yeah, were comin out
song performed by by Lou Reed
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Daisies
I have daisies
for Misses Murphy
soft tender sheets
finest felt flannel
the meadow stains white
white dusking contour
white the colour
our silhouette shadowed
randy resh 2007
poem by Randy Resh
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The Dancer (Mine Muse Mime)
she is circumambulating
circumscribe spiral scribing
she is drawing me, drawing me in
calling, drawing it out from me
this poor lusting linguist with
limber arches alabaster
pillar
pleading pouting panting
teasing pleasing pirouettes
She is arousing me; unveiling inviting
awaiting my reaction
from dancer's distance
rite reciprocating
She is possessing, unveiling inviting
acrostic acrobatic adolescent arabesques
...awaiting my reaction
for her want of waiting
floor fashion marble
tiles tripping tessellate
gliding charming guiding
fantastic goads geometric
Templar template tessellate tesseracts
She, she, she...
She is swallowing me
sybaritic staccato swaying
mantric tantric magnetic
movements
...mmm... mandalaic
She, she, she...
magnetic majestic marvelous
magnificent as magic
She is leading for revealing
concealing captive
choreography
Oh, that I might spill more
spill more, spill more the so
in writing....
fluid frame flush flowing
squaring circle
she mine living miracle
She is singing lullabies
blissfully whispering
forefinger mouth mute silence
calm collect for quelling
She is singing lullabies
(ssshhhh....)
mind's eye ears hear
her for the wonder welling
wonder thunder tapping
attentive 'tension 'ffections
natural grace distract demanding
'pulsive symphony pleasing
'sistent call cacophonous
chorous commanding
She is leading me
I bob and weave to her pleas pleading
leading panting pulsing
pugilist
lock lick for the lunging
lusting linguist leading...
flushing and blushing
breathless she is leaving me
gushing grasp gasp gaping
I am on the ropes
punch drunk pugilist poet
pulse I of profuse panting
fumble for the following...
fantastic ripe rife rhythmic strife
breath-bound for flounder flushing
I inhale bruise for blushing
lick sweat smear her hear
dear I cry, I her hear her I cry!
Oh! how she is so rewarding of me
teasing tripping sophistry
veiled voluptuous sumptuous beauty
she is drawing, dawning
...drawing me
and she is calling it,
drawing such out from me
sublime symbiosis sweetly
with symbiotic reciprocity
She dances jazz, she dances ballet
butterfly ballerina beguiling
with gestures sacred geometry
Cabbalistic plastercine
latticine sublimity cunning
She is defying!
she is dumbfounding! ! !
delectable delicious delicacies
mine mime
sweet muse sublime!
dissolute 'lusions most intimate divine
lover space between, between mine this
bouncing breath slick smudge of swallowing
playing out our pantomime
she, I pen pierce paper for
crafting concentric unwrapping
the poet within the packaging
the poet without the packaging
She is unwrapping tappings
drawing our dance unveiling
randy resh 2007
poem by Randy Resh
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Dirty Language
Why, I do simply adore
delicious dirty language
delivered without dressing
coarse and unashamed
I adore elocution expert
riling 'sounding tone for timber
salivant 'lascivious for the falling
riling ravishing raconteur
Master Orator
Why, I like girls with glasses and garters
lingerie lending lascivious language
intentioning rendering luscious
lavender
livid lexiconjoury vivid
fine silk lacing for debasing
delicate dialectics directing me
see?
As she would be, would be
not too demure to play dress-up
while pressing, dressing me down
administering discipline requisite
inciting inflections' affections exquisite
She would love French and physics
with Cabbalistic acrostics
oil paint poison for alchemist
with butterfly ballerina acrobatics
but she must be well spoken, sincere
else fall deaf 'pon mine aching arching ears
She must keep her poet panting
tongue in ear massaging
copyright R. Resh 2007
poem by Randy Resh
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Superfly Slick
... Big Boy Showing Of All Around The City...... Still The Same For Such A
Suite...... Thinking You're So Bad...... Hustlin' Girls, Handy Phone, Acting Like Your
Busy...... Baby Let Me Tell You, You're The Worst I Ever Had...
[Robot Voice:]
... Superfly Superfly...
... Superfly Slick Dick...
... Superfly Superfly...
... Superfly Slick Dick...
[Robot Voice:]
... Superfly Superfly...
... Superfly Slick Dick...
... Superfly Superfly...
... Superfly Slick Dick...
... Highbrow Attitude, Really Don't Impress Me...
... I Know Where You're Coming From...
... See Right Through Your Game...
... Luxury Overdose Won't Make You Possess Me...
... Baby Let Me Tell You, In The End It's All The Same...
... Don't Think I'm Crying And Trying To Get
You Out Of My Heart...
... No Need Denying That You Have Been Lying
Right From The Start...
... I Thought This Love Would Take Us To The
Heights Of Sensuality...
... But Now I Know That You're Not Even Half
The Man You Said You'd Be...
... Don't Think I'm Crying And Trying To Get
You Out Of My Heart...
... No Need Denying That You Have Been Lying
Right From The Start...
... I Thought This Love Would Take Us To The
Heights Of Sensuality...
... But Now I Know That You're Not Even Half
The Man You Said You'd Be...
[Robot Voice:]
... Superfly Superfly...
... Superfly Slick Dick...
... Superfly Superfly...
... Superfly Slick Dick...
[Robot Voice:]
... Superfly Superfly...
... Superfly Slick Dick...
... Superfly Superfly...
... Superfly Slick Dick...
[Thanks to [email protected] for these lyrics]
song performed by by Vengaboys
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Superfly Slick Dick
Kim:
Big Boy Showing Of All Around The City
Still The Same For Such A Suite
Thinking You're So Bad
Hustlin' Girls, Handy Phone, Acting Like Your Busy
Baby Let Me Tell You, You're The Worst I Ever Had
Robot Voice:
Superfly Superfly
Superfly Slick Dick
Superfly Superfly
Superfly Slick Dick
Robot Voice:
Superfly Superfly
Superfly Slick Dick
Superfly Superfly
Superfly Slick Dick
Kim:
Highbrow Attitude, Really Don't Impress Me
I Know Where You're Coming From
See Right Through Your Game
Luxury Overdose Won't Make You Possess Me
Baby Let Me Tell You, In The End It's All The Same
Kim:
Don't Think I'm Crying
And Trying To Get You Out Of My Heart
No Need Denying That You Have Been Lying
Right From The Start
I Thought This Love
Would Take Us To The Heights Of Sensuality
But Now I Know
That You're Not Even Half The Man You Said You'd
Be
Kim:
Don't Think I'm Crying And Trying
To Get You Out Of My Heart
No Need Denying That You Have Been Lying
Right From The Start
I Thought This Love Would Take Us
To The Heights Of Sensuality
But Now I Know That
You're Not Even Half The Man You Said You'd
Be
Robot Voice:
Superfly Superfly
Superfly Slick Dick
Superfly Superfly
Superfly Slick Dick
Robot Voice:
Superfly Superfly
Superfly Slick Dick
Superfly Superfly
Superfly Slick Dick...
song performed by by Vengaboys
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Slick Black Cadillac
Slick black Cadillac!
Oo-ooh!
Just a big black set of wheels what it takes to get me off.
Im gonna drive all night spin my wheels Delight!
Feels all right!
Yeah, it feels all right!
I dont need no drivers license Im too reckless to survive!
Its like a carburetor-instigator Feels all right!
Yes, it feels all right!
Drivin in a slick, black Cadillac!
Its got solid gold hubcaps!
It makes me feel like a king
I only need one thing:
And thats a slick, black Cadillac!
Ooh, get it up!
Slow down!
Know I got a fully-equipped-to-rock&roll machine
At speeds that take me high-hi-hi!
At Dead-Mans Curve, I hear one word: Drive! Drive! Drive!
Drive! Drive! Drive!
My machine is makin headlines gets me love and everything.
Its like an institution of revolution Feels all right!
I mean it feels all right!
Drivin in a slick, black Cadillac!
Its got solid gold hubcaps!
It makes me feel like a king
I only need one thing:
And thats a slick, black Cadillac!
Pull over!
Whooo!
Got the coppers on my trail just wont believe the A.P.B.! Yeah, yeah
The sirens spinnin Its me thats winnin - theyre after me!
Theyre after me!
For I know just what happened: I disappeared to their surprise!
I got a Cadillac monkey on my back, and I dont mind!
No, no! I dont mind!
Drivin in a slick, black Cadillac!
Its got solid gold hubcaps!
It makes me feel like a king
I only need one thing:
And thats a slick, black Cadillac!
Wait a minute
Slick, black Cadillac!
Its got solid gold hubcaps!
Slick, black Cadillac!
I lay it down, spin wide, and get **** back ooh, yeah!
Drivin in a
Slick black Cadillac!
It makes me feel like a king.
All right!
song performed by by Quiet Riot
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One Word Swallowed
Ah! … Ah! … What is Man?
The sad slick-sliver of the long quicksand,
The flash-burst crackle of the lightning, forking
Or two young daughters of the evening, talking.
Lord! … Lord! … What is pain?
The short sharp splinters of the mad March rain,
The last lost touch of any man’s need, needing
Or one word swallowed as the other word’s leaving.
Girl! … Girl! … What is love?
The daydream dreaming at the first faint flush,
The cool kiss sipping at the breath, fresh-tasting
Or black sheets buried in your bared limbs, waiting?
28 February 1975
poem by David Lewis Paget
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A Secret...
I have a secret,
Can you keep it?
I caught a fairy!
Her wings were dusted with glittered dreams,
Her eyes glimmered crystal blue,
Her face glistening like morning dew,
Hair like nothing I’d never seen
Flowing down past her knees,
Softly swaying in the gentle breeze,
A toasted gold colour, Dorothy’s shoes,
I was fixated, helplessly amused.
The shine of her golden skin,
As intense as the beaming sun,
So crisp and bronze like toasted wishes,
It could not seize to stun.
I stood in awe,
At such a gleeful sight,
Rising above me,
Filling the clouds with wondrous light
She twinkled away,
Dancing with the pastel stars,
Plunging past the dreamy moon,
Beaming the colours of mars,
Her wings fluttering,
Plucking up forgotten dreams,
The galaxy muttering,
“Nothing they’d ever seen”.
I turned and chuckled to myself,
I’d caught her she was mine,
No one else would ever know,
About the fairy I’d captured in my mind.
poem by Justine is my name
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Slick Tricksters
Believing themselves to be equipped,
With a kind of wit that makes them slick...
They appear from nowhere,
Out from the woodwork...
To show their aging routines.
As if slick tricksters...
Assuming as they once did,
The ones they wish to 'do'...
Have no clue what they are up to!
And their immaturity they believe,
Is not in full view.
To once again...
Undermine and defame,
One's character to put to shame.
And these 'kids' masquerading as adults,
Are all over the place.
Be careful.
Or you just might find yourself,
Tripping over their toys.
Placed to trap to entertain their laughter.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Virgin's Dew
Virgin's dew reminds me of you
bathing in bond of lover's hue.
Virgin's dew, Le juste milieu:
when we're
'Here',
en France;
solving the green, red and gold.
Virgin's dew chains me to you;
'mordial mortal matrix,
duplicitous double helix:
alchemic sol et lune.
Virgin's dew tries me too...
how I put up with your husband and
all of his pitifully-insignificant whinings of
something which mercifully escapes me right now.
But virgin's dew endears me to virtue;
that giggling little girl I woke up with,
frolicking unashamed
in the mouth of our naked morning star.
Virgin's dew, my babe of the Babylon blue.
So 'deuscing and delicate, inspirate you:
Slut and my Savior;
'suaging, sagely screw.
Virgin's dew smells like you
sweating magic tears of pheromone
in the light of God's very own breath.
And virgin's dew fuels fantasies of you
when I'm all by my lonesome,
in sublimest, finest fucking form I
cannot help but possibly think of you.
Virgin's dew, my tailored taste of taboo:
kissing Rose Crosses with a feather of silk
on this begging body when I'm all tied-up.
Yes, virgin's dew still reminds me of you
when I'm not quite finished here yet;
savoring enigmatic, idiosyncratic,
mmm... samadhic you.
Virgin's dew, my confessor & confidant who
calls on God with my feeble name of something less;
I am not worthy of you.
Virgin's dew, so becuming of you:
my None and 0nly;
I Adore You.
Virgin's dew, how ever I love you too:
with every aching ounce of
my sun and bonum;
this day am I hopelessly devoted to you.
R andy Resh 1999
poem by Randy Resh
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With Your Love
Balins:
Don't Know what's happened to me since I met you
Feel like I'm fallen in love since I met you
I've got to know what your doin' to me with your Love
(Slick, Kanter & Chaquico Background)
With Your Love
Balins:
What Your doin' to me with your love
(Slick, Kanter & Chaquico Background)
With Your Love
Balins:
What Your doin' to me with your love
(Slick, Kanter & Chaquico Background)
With Your Love (hold Love 4 seconds)
Balins:
What your doin' babe it feels so good whatever it is.
Knew from the start it had to be you
You got my heart, I don't know what I'm gonna do...
With Your love
Heaven sent the sign, then sent you
I'm goin' out of my mind since I let you..
I've got to know what your doin' to me with your Love
(Slick, Kanter & Chaquico Background)
With Your Love
Balins:
What Your doin' to me with your love
(Slick, Kanter & Chaquico Background)
With Your Love
Balins:
What Your doin' to me with your love
(Slick, Kanter & Chaquico Background)
With Your Love (hold Love 4 seconds)
Balins:
What your doin' babe it feels so good whatever it is.
Whatever it is and whatever it's called
I know that it's you
I can't help getting involved..
With Your Love
Instrumental Break 32 Seconds
Balins: at 3 seconds of Break
Baby, Sweet Baby
Balins: at 14 Seconds of Break
Take it away
(Slick, Kanter & Chaquico Background): 18 Seconds in Break
With Your Love
(Slick, Kanter & Chaquico Background): 21 Seconds in Break
With Your Love
(Slick, Kanter & Chaquico Background)
With Your Love (hold Love 4 seconds): 24 Seconds in Break
Balins:
Whatever you did to me, well you sure did it good
My heart's filled with lovin' and I knew that it would
With your love (Add in Slick and Kanter)
Balins:
Don't know whats happened to me since I met you
I feel like I'm fallen in love since I met you
I've got to know what your doin' to me with your Love
(Slick, Kanter & Chaquico Background)
With Your Love
Balins:
What Your doin' to me with your love
(Slick, Kanter & Chaquico Background)
With Your Love
Balins:
What Your doin' to me with your love
(Slick, Kanter & Chaquico Background)
With Your Love (hold Love 4 seconds)
Balins:
What your doin' babe it feels so good whatever it is
Knew from the start it had to be you
you got my heart
I don't know what I'm gonna do
With your love
Baby Sweet baby (Add in Slick)
Woah ooh oooh (Add in Slick)
song performed by by Jefferson Starship
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August Rain
The heavens open
And the rain errupts
The sky has spoken
There's no way to interrupt
Diagonally they fall
All fast and thick
The ground demands more
So they wet and slick
The heat, it suffocates
The sun shines bright
So the coolness, we appreciate
Raining on us through the night
We'll flaunt our short shorts
With an umbrella in hand
And we will tan of course
And enjoy both as much as we can
I love the August rain
It's the perfect balance of weather
A coolness I can't explain
Until it's August and we are right under
poem by Francisca Darko
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Song
YOU are as gold
as the half-ripe grain
that merges to gold again,
as white as the white rain
that beats through
the half-opened flowers
of the great flower tufts
thick on the black limbs
of an Illyrian apple bough.
Can honey distill such fragrance
as your bright hair-
for your face is as fair as rain,
yet as rain that lies clear
on white honey-comb,
lends radiance to the white wax,
so your hair on your brow
casts light for a shadow.
poem by Hilda Doolittle
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Airports
You can always tell the staff from travelers
by pace demeanor and dressing
those leaving
bright bouncy beaming
effervescent 'thusiasm bubbly
arriving disheveled disoriented
discombobulate relieving
Stranger still are sorted strangers
best chum company coordinating
mindless conversation even sounds interesting
...anything for entertaining
But I like the bar
with it's wide window view
runway traffic take-off terrific
And my by far fantastic favourite
what surely sends me airborne claps
...are the skycaps:
smart slinky uniform stewardess
those to whom I ever tip my hat
bearing 12 o'clock mile high blasting-off
belligerent boisterous beaming smirking brat
Air France has me arriving
randy resh 2007
Futureale Magazine 2010
poem by Randy Resh
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Water.
Water drips off my body
Red water
Black water
Water that looks like glass as it rolls down my face
Stop the pain
Stop the water
Stop the liquid pouring from my body
Feel the pain
Breathe it in
Taste the hurt flowing
Flowing
Ever so smoothly
Ever so beautifully
Red water
Black water
Water that looks like glass and cuts like a knife
Red water
Looking so pretty
Glistening in the light
Black water
Staining my soul
Streaking my face
Making my pain visible
Water that looks like glass
Falls on my body
Seeps through my pores
I feel nothing inside
So breathe it in
Feel the pain
Let it hurt
And let it heal
Cuz you'll be dead soon enough.
April 5 2010
Copyright by Elaine Cole 2010
poem by Elaine Eatsbabies
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As They Convalesce
Aging slick cliquers...
With nothing to offer,
But times gone reminisced.
Living with delusions,
That 'their' ancestors were the best.
Because they left them with fantasies and myths,
And how to live lives with thief, deception...
And gluttonousness!
Aging slick cliquers...
Pooped from pecking.
And drying out with wrinkled skin.
Sharing chats about when they were young...
With pretensions kept they learned back then!
As they convalesce in resting homes,
And abandoned by their thoughtless, self centered
Racist taught and greedy children!
Those of lustful, crushing and fast evaporating values.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Mouth Cum
This kiss
goodnight
long an' wet
tongue far reaching
penetrant
intimate
...mmm.. .
...mouth cum....
slickly sweetest salivant
poet dreams inside you
wet
poem by Randy Resh
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Collecting To Stick And Slick
When a snowflake hits the ground,
Few seem to be that interested...
In its uniqueness from the others,
Collecting to stick and slick the pavement...
Everywhere.
Without a getting around it.
And those falling onto it embarrassed,
Are rarely seen taking a closer look...
At the individualized patterns made,
By each flake to marvel in awe the beauty.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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The Ghost Train
A straw headed woman, and a barrel chested man,
A pocket full of posies with a hat brim full of sand,
Ooh - waiting for the train that never comes,
A dog chasing the tumbleweeds, across the sandy floor,
That drift along the platform, through the ticket office door,
Ooh - waiting for the train that never comes,
Ooh - waiting for the train that never comes,
But don't tell me there's nothing coming, you don't fool me,
I hear the ghost train rumbling along the tracks - set them free,
And i hear them,
It's black and white don't try to hide,
It's black and white don't try to hide,
The station master's writing with a piece of orange chalk,
A hundred cancellations, still no one wants to walk,
Keep the hungry children from the skeletons in the back,
Paid to keep an eye out for the gipsy caravan,
Ooh - waiting for the train that never comes,
Ooh - waiting for the train that never comes,
I hear the ghost train rumbling along the tracks - set them free,
And i hear them,
It's black and white don't try to hide,
It's black and white don't try to hide,
It's black and white don't try to hide,
It's black and white don't try to hide,
It's black and white (don't try),
It's black and white (don't try),
It's black and white don't try to hide,
It's black and white don't try to hide,
And i hear them,
It's black and white don't try to hide,
It's black and white don't try to hide...
song performed by by Madness
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