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Thus, we made our first night!

It was my first night!
every thing was alright!
I was waiting for
my bridegroom.
just then, someone
entered my room.
He slightly smiled
and made me unveil.
I closed my eyes.
He seemed to me wise.

he whispered, 'so sweet! '
its our first night to meet.
He embraced me and have
a sweet kiss on my lips.
and began to exploring me,
with his finger-tips.

my heart began to throb,
as his hands slid into my robe.
he unhooked my bra and got it down,
I couldn't stop him to do so,
my voice became very low,
he was blowing his fingers very slow.
I let him do all that he wanted,
knowing that I had to be hunted.

So, I was lying silent,
he was getting violent,
riding me, kissing, rubbing
and exploring all over my body well,
that made me extremely excited
and unwell.

during all these activities,
I had become full of ecstasy,
and closed my eyes,
letting my body loosed.
then, he, last technique used.
he stroked in me something hard.
I don't know, what happened afterward.

an unbearable part of his body was,
penetrated with a violent thrust into mine.
that made him very fine.
he appeared to be very pleased
during all of his doings,
I just remained silent, unconscious and torn.
he had become wild, striking me with his blunt horn.

he continued entering his horn in and out
all the night long many a times, no doubt.
And ultimately, I too, co-operated him well
and enjoyed fully this dreadful task.
I had, now, become a flower from a bud.
a lady from an untouched virgin.
I delighted too much, which I couldn't imagine.
then, like a satisfied bride, I enjoyed entirely.

when I woke up in the morning,
he was gone out of the room.
I murmured, ' so early? '
Where would have he gone and why?

All the day long, I waited for him,
but he came back to my room,
in the night, but this was not he,
whom I shared with, my first night.

I stared at him, before I say something,
He said, ' I am sorry, I am ashamed of myself..
yesternight, my best friend was with you.
Don't you like to know, why?
Because, I am quite unable for you.
I didn't want you have dissatisfied.
Excuse me please! ' your heart is wide.'

'O.K.! I will excuse you in one condition.
you won't repeat this mistake in future.'
He agreed, but, said, ' Then...? '
' No then, you are a grown-up man! '
I said and kissed him strongly.

The night came...
the clock struck 12.
I whispered into his ear,
' listen to me, my dear.
To-night, you are a bride,
and I am a bridegroom.'
I will do all that a husband does,
with his wife in the first night.

and in real, I did all that was,
done with me, by his friend.
I noticed, soon but slowly,
his maleness began to move
and moved into hardness.
the same hardness that I had,
ever felt yesternight in his friend.

I explored and rubbed
all his body gently,
again and again...
I touched the place, that was main.
and within a short time,
he was turned to his maleness,
too hard, too excited and too strong.
I told him there was the lack of
his confidence and nothing else.
Thus, my husband's confidence
came back to him.

Yet, some times,
I use to behave with him
like a husband,
and use him
as he is my newly bride.
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poem by Rani Madhubala
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A Rape In The Late Night

It was a late night,
I had to complete my office-work,
So I made a sitting with my boss.
I saw my boss staring at me,
My shawl slipped down,
But the boss kept it back,
on my shoulders,
I paid him thanks,
'Mention not' he said,
Then he hugged me tightly,
He began to pat my back.
And took me up in his embrace.
I was frightened and,
tried myself to hide
He had come over me
and paid so many kisses
on my cheeks.
I requested him,
Not to stretch me wide,
He took a bottle of beer,
And told me dear,
Take some wine please,
I will sure you release,
Promise, you would do it sure,
Oh, yes, he promised, once more.
I took a sip of wine,
He murmured very fine!
Then he made me drink again,
I had become intoxicated,
So I took the wine again and again,
Having too much drink,
I was unable to think,
The difference between wrong and right,
My boss covered me with all his might.

I had no sense then he made me nude,
And began to kiss my fleshy thighs
as a delicious food,
I couldn't oppose,
He got me ready for different pose,
Then he embraced me and enjoyed
To co-operate him I couldn't avoid.
He stroke me all the night long,
Raped me again and again,
In the morning he left me alone,
When I woke up and,
Came back to my senses,
Recalling all nightly activity,
I knew I had lost my virginity.

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poem by Rani Madhubala
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Bitter experience of my first night

I was alone near my husband,
I was afraid of near my husband.
When he came closed to me and,
made me unveil, I was gazing the floor.

when his exploring hands, tried to unfold the knot,
of my bra, I began to shiver with an inexperience fear.
both the silvery pigeon swelled out and peeped out of
the silky cage.
But at the last moments
his hands got down..down..and down.
Then, I had gone to real stage of ecstasy,
where there was no fear, no hesitation
and no opposition,
What was it? why she surrendered herself
before her brutal husband? to be crushed
or for any other purpose, that she wanted to solve,
No..no...no another purpose might be solved there,
besides it, that she would be torn
penetrating some thing stony-hard and inexperienced.
by morning, I have become a complete wife.

poem by Rani Madhubala
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(Do You Get) Excited

When the day gets dark
Over a thousand streets
And you feel your heart
Is a living beat
When you're all alone
And you close your eyes
Naked to the bone
The dream comes alive
Do you get excited
When I touch you in the night?
My oh my...
Do you get excited
When I meet you every night?
You won't let the night pass you by
When your body's hot
The window's open wide
This moment's all you got
In this race of life
When you feel the fire
Is getting close to you
Hey baby, you know
I'm lonely too
Do you get excited
When I touch you in the night?
My oh my...
Do you get excited
When I meet you every night?
You won't let the night pass you by
Do you get excited
When I touch you in the night?
My oh my...
Do you get excited
When I meet you every night?
You won't let the night pass you by
I wanna know
I gotta know

song performed by by Roxette
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Excited?

When the day gets dark
Over a thousand streets
And you feel your heart
Is a living beat
When you're all alone
And you close your eyes
Naked to the bone
The dream comes alive
Do you get excited
When I touch you in the night?
My oh my...
Do you get excited
When I meet you every night?
You won't let the night pass you by
When your body's hot
The window's open wide
This moment's all you got
In this race of life
When you feel the fire
Is getting close to you
Hey baby, you know
Im lonely too
Do you get excited
When I touch you in the night?
My oh my...
Do you get excited
When I meet you every night?
You won't let the night pass you by
Do you get excited
When I touch you in the night?
My oh my...
Do you get excited
When I meet you every night?
You won't let the night pass you by
I wanna know
I gotta know

song performed by by Roxette
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The Personal Trainer

husband
didn't pay attention when she started to change her look,
after all, she'd been saying how she wanted to for a while &
it seemed to make sense,
what with her going back to the gym full time,
after a period of time away
when they first had been married-
husband just went about his days
working more hours than he knew what to do with,
business was good &
with all the business around him seeming to fail,
he'd been putting away for the life he imagined in the future,
with or without
her-
but her time spent at the gym seemed to increase &
thought her body began to get trimmer, sexier, tighter, stronger &
she seemed to walk around the house with a new zest for life
(when he was there to see her) ,
he still didn't notice that
the personal trainer had moved in-
she had said something to him,
but he was listening less & less
as he had more & more to worry about at work,
for it was all part of building his empire.

the personal trainer was a less successful man
by the standard that money can by,
but he listened to her
as he traced her curves with his fingers in the gym
with palms of his hand smoothly gliding over her muscles
making her body quiver &
it wasn't long before in the car outside the gym
they consummated the professional relationship
again &
again &
again &
again.

as she began to show less interest in sex with her husband,
he wrote it off as a side-effect of marriage &
found himself a main squeeze on the side,
a 20 something who needed money to get her through college
with a perkiness that made him feel young again &
a body that wouldn't quit-
as he grew more distant from the wife,
she grew closer to the personal trainer,
until the day when she brought him home to the house,
when she swore the husband would be gone.

husband found out the way a husband will
when husband had been no longer interested
until another shows his face, as it is only jealousy then
which kicks in, making husband suddenly care-
but personal trainer put husband on the ground
when husband came into his own bedroom
to find personal trainer banging away his bride
who now had no interest in husband-
husband sued the personal trainer for assault &
bride to be divorced husband, taking half of everything he had,
breaking his empire down to nothing
as he had been stupid enough to not require a prenup
at the beginning of it all.

poem by Andrew Delapruch
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(Love Me Like You Did) Last Night

Last night, last night, last night, you loved me, how you loved me
Oh, you made me love you last night
Oh how you teased me like you did it, when you did it last night
Pleased me like you did it, when you did it last night
You stole my heart away from me last night
Holding you tight, did it mean as much to you as it meant to me, last night
Were you just lonely, was I just a friend?, did you want me only, or did you pretend?
Was it just one night to hold you tight? then make tonight just like last night
Come on and love me like you did it, when you did it last night
Hold me like you did it when you did it last night
I want you to stay and love me all the way
Say sweet things to me like you said last night, hang on so tight
Now it's alright, just like last night I feel so fine now, you are mine now
Yeah, just like last night, yeah kiss me like you did it
When you did it last night, yeah, touch me like you did it
When you did it last night, ah love me like you did it
When you did it last night, last night

song performed by by Roy Orbison
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Last Night

Orbison/melson
Last night, last night, last night, you loved me, how you loved me
Oh, you made me love you last night
Oh how you teased me like you did it, when you did it last night
Pleased me like you did it, when you did it last night
You stole my heart away from me last night
Holding you tight, did it mean as much to you as it meant to me, last night
Were you just lonely, was i just a friend?, did you want me only, or did you pretend?
Was it just one night to hold you tight? then make tonight just like last night
Come on and love me like you did it, when you did it last night
Hold me like you did it when you did it last night
I want you to stay and love me all the way
Say sweet things to me like you said last night, hang on so tight
Now it's alright, just like last night i feel so fine now, you are mine now
Yeah, just like last night, yeah kiss me like you did it
When you did it last night, yeah, touch me like you did it
When you did it last night, ah love me like you did it
When you did it last night, last night

song performed by by Roy Orbison
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We Are To Play The Game Of Death

WE are to play the game of death to-night, my bride and I.
The night is black, the clouds in the sky are capricious, and the waves are raving at sea.
We have left our bed of dreams, flung open the door and come out, my bride and I.
We sit upon a swing, and the storm winds give us a wild push from behind.
My bride starts up with fear and delight, she trembles and clings to my breast.
Long have I served her tenderly.
I made for her a bed of flowers and I closed the doors to shut out the rude light from her eyes.
I kissed her gently on her lips and whispered softly in her ears till she half swooned in languor.
She was lost in the endless mist of vague sweetness.
She answered not to my touch, my songs failed to arouse her.
To-night has come to us the call of the storm from the wild.
My bride has shivered and stood up, she has clasped my hand and come out.
Her hair is flying in the wind, her veil is fluttering, her garland rustles over her breast.
The push of death has swung her into life.
We are face to face and heart to heart, my bride and I.

poem by Rabindranath Tagore
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The House Of Dust: Part 02: 08: The Box With Silver Handles

Well,—it was two days after my husband died—
Two days! And the earth still raw above him.
And I was sweeping the carpet in their hall.
In number four—the room with the red wall-paper—
Some chorus girls and men were singing that song
'They'll soon be lighting candles
Round a box with silver handles'—and hearing them sing it
I started to cry. Just then he came along
And stopped on the stairs and turned and looked at me,
And took the cigar from his mouth and sort of smiled
And said, 'Say, what's the matter?' and then came down
Where I was leaning against the wall,
And touched my shoulder, and put his arm around me . . .
And I was so sad, thinking about it,—
Thinking that it was raining, and a cold night,
With Jim so unaccustomed to being dead,—
That I was happy to have him sympathize,
To feel his arm, and leaned against him and cried.
And before I knew it, he got me into a room
Where a table was set, and no one there,
And sat me down on a sofa, and held me close,
And talked to me, telling me not to cry,
That it was all right, he'd look after me,—
But not to cry, my eyes were getting red,
Which didn't make me pretty. And he was so nice,
That when he turned my face between his hands,
And looked at me, with those blue eyes of his,
And smiled, and leaned, and kissed me—
Somehow I couldn't tell him not to do it,
Somehow I didn't mind, I let him kiss me,
And closed my eyes! . . . Well, that was how it started.
For when my heart was eased with crying, and grief
Had passed and left me quiet, somehow it seemed
As if it wasn't honest to change my mind,
To send him away, or say I hadn't meant it—
And, anyway, it seemed so hard to explain!
And so we sat and talked, not talking much,
But meaning as much in silence as in words,
There in that empty room with palms about us,
That private dining-room . . . And as we sat there
I felt my future changing, day by day,
With unknown streets opening left and right,
New streets with farther lights, new taller houses,
Doors swinging into hallways filled with light,
Half-opened luminous windows, with white curtains
Streaming out in the night, and sudden music,—
And thinking of this, and through it half remembering
A quick and horrible death, my husband's eyes,
The broken-plastered walls, my boy asleep,—
It seemed as if my brain would break in two.
My voice began to tremble . . . and when I stood,
And told him I must go, and said good-night—
I couldn't see the end. How would it end?
Would he return to-morrow? Or would he not?
And did I want him to—or would I rather
Look for another job?—He took my shoulders
Between his hands, and looked down into my eyes,
And smiled, and said good-night. If he had kissed me,
That would have—well, I don't know; but he didn't . .
And so I went downstairs, then, half elated,
Hoping to close the door before that party
In number four should sing that song again—
'They'll soon be lighting candles round a box with silver handles'—
And sure enough, I did. I faced the darkness.
And my eyes were filled with tears. And I was happy.

poem by Conrad Potter Aiken
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Hey, Mr DJ

Oh Backstreets,one time, here we go
I could tell when I stepped in the room
And I saw you standing there
By the way that your body moved
I couldn't help the way I stared
There was some mysterious force
Leading me here to you
So I stood there watching
And I was hypnotized
By the rythum of you body
And the music in your eyes
and I was lost inside your world with you
Chorus
Hey Mr. DJ keep playin' this song for me
Out on the floor in my arms She's gotta be
Let's get it on
Jam all night long
Mr. DJ Mr. DJ please play it for me
Now it feels like it could be romance
As we dance across the floor
Every move that your body makes
Only makes me want you more
And it seems like time's movin' fast
How can we make it last
(Make it last now) Make it last somehow
As we keep on dancing
I am hypnotized
By the rhythm of your body
And the music in you eyes
I was lost inside your world with you
Chorus
Close your eyes (close your eyes)
And imagine (just imagine) the sound
Let the music (let the music) Put you in a zone
I get lost Lost inside a groove
When you do the things you do
Come on and work you body, Work your body
Hey! Mr DJ, Jam all night long
Hey! Mr DJ, Play that song for me
Hey! Mr DJ, Jam all night long
Hey! Mr DJ, Play that song for me
Chorus
Keep it comming Mr. DJ
Repeat to fade

song performed by by Backstreet Boys
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Murder in white

She wore white
She smiled at me
That night
With a sparkle in her eye
Like a reflecting light
I couldn’t stop myself…
That night
One dance, one chance to make things right
That night
One look of her in white
That night
As she turned
She whispers in my ear…
Please don’t fear please don’t deny our love tonight
I could not forgive her, for what she had done…
I couldn’t forgive her that night
The cold hard feeling of a concealed weapon in my pocket
I felt the urge to fight
That night
As she lead the way
Up the stairs in flight
That night
I could not forgive her
I could not be led into this evil
I never wanted to fight
That night… but she looked so good wearing white
I made a big mistake that night!

poem by Magenta Jones
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Come, Night...

come, night...
night of the holy,
open arms outstretched,
wrapping all that hurts
and burns in cooling blackness.
come, night,
night of the candle lit,
of the curtains blown,
of the silent whispers.
come, night,
night of the glass upturned,
of the laughter of comrades,
of the talking of the eyes.
come, night,
night of the bodies wrapped,
the tongues electric,
the hardness and the wetness.
come, night,
night of quiet reflection,
of soulful introspection,
of prayer beyond words.
come, night,
night of sleep eternal,
of the wind that leaves the body,
and searches the depths of emptiness.
come, night...
let us walk!

poem by Eric Cockrell
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I Drove All Night

I had to escape
The city was sticky and cruel
Maybe I should have called you first
But I was dying to get to you
I was dreaming while I drove
The long straight road ahead, uh, huh
Could taste your sweet kisses
Your arms open wide
This fever for you is just burning me up inside
I drove all night to get to you
Is that alright
I drove all night
Crept in your room
Woke you from your sleep
To make love to you
Is that alright
I drove all night
What in this world
Keeps us from tearing apart
No matter where I go I hear
The beating of our one heart
I think about you
When the night is cold and dark
No one can move me
The way that you do
Nothing erases the feeling between me and you
I drove all night to get to you
Is that alright
I drove all night
Crept in your room
Woke you from your sleep
To make love to you
Is that alright
I drove all night
Could taste your sweet kisses
Your arms open wide
This fever for you is just burning me up inside
I drove all night to get to you
Is that alright
I drove all night
Crept in your room
Is that alright
I drove all night
I drove all night to get to you
Is that alright
I drove all night
Crept in your room
Woke you from your sleep

song performed by by Celine Dion
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Silent Night...

Silent night, our discovery night
When concentration was limited to our world
The passion was embraced by the night
And we spoke our minds without a spoken word.

Silent night, our wanton night
A night of sneaky, invisible touches
Your touch illuminated an emotional light
Especially your sweet, silent smooches.

Silent night, when we had our sweet fight
How could I forget that sweet harassment?
When your kisses took me to a greater height
And your embrace gave me a life imprisonment.

Silent night, a night so long
We interacted with just our hands
Your full-lips tickled my searching tongue
With your smooches, love confirmed my plans.

Silent night, our special night
It wasn’t by money, but by might
Crying in silence, we were drowned in delight
With silent kisses, we maximized our silent night.

poem by Vyktor Ekott
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A Romantic Night

You come in and sit down while looking around
I tell you don’t be afraid just relax for this is your night
I’ve prepared all day for this one perfect night
Topped with music, food, wine and a flickering candle light
We eat, drink, laugh, and talk just for starters
I began to gaze into your stars stolen from the sky eyes
As you lay in my arms looking up at me in utter surprised

I stand you up and slowly walk you into my room
I began to undress you piece by piece
While the aroma of the room puts you at ease
I tell you to lie down flat on your stomach
Then your fantasy's and fascinations’ begin to run wild
Now I have a strong appetite for your love and I want it now
Yet the moment is not now so I tell myself to slow down

So I begin giving you a full body massage
Not just any massage I mean really caressing your every curve
Tonight I’m your servant and I’m ready to serve
I smell and inhale a deep breath of air from your hair
I slowly and passionfully kiss the back of your neck
As I go down your body, kissing alot and not missing a spot
You moan in acceptance and squirm in the sheets
I roll you over in a burst of excitement and delightment

I admire your body in its full entirety
For a second I pause, A body so beautiful even with flaws
I complete the front of you the same way I did your back
Paying close attention to areas that I need not mention
Your body begins to shiver and I know what that means
So I continue to go at it until you and your body screams
I can feel you blood pulsating as I slowly raise up

You whisper in my ear that you are ready to feel me
I waste no time because I'm ready to feel you to
A lovely feel of wetness and warmth as I slide into you
As we engage in this overwhelming love making
I hope you know my body is yours for the taking
our minds escapes this physical world to a place all of our own
We try all the position our little nympho minds can ponder

We are dripping wet so full of sweat
You have climaxed many of times
Then you tell me your ready for mines
Not wanted this to stop but I feel I have no choice
I feel you shiver and I join in the fun and now were done
Slowly this saga has come to a end
I hold you tight as we drift off to sleep
I tell you I love you and kiss you good night...

Daniel Chapman

poem by Daniel Chapman
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Bridegroom

Pity, O Bridegroom,
The perilous joy of the bride!
In the searching lights of her eyes,
In the fugitive flush of her cheeks,
In the fainting pink of her palm,
In the speed-mad pulse of her wrist,
In the throb and flight of her heart,
In the lifting foam of her breasts,
In her pale, excited smile,--
A dim flame, blown in a wind,--
See the perilous happiness,
Hid in the blood of your bride.

Eve alone
Of the generations of women,
Lacked the perilous joy of the bride.
Fully innocent, fully ignorant,
Gurgled her sweet child-laughter.
But to her daughters,
Down to the wayward moderns,
Whispers and echoes what she learned
From giving her secret self,
From giving her red rose heart,
From giving her cream rose breast,
From giving her crystal dreams,--
Dividing her trinity,
Her soul and her flesh and her mind,
With Adam.

So began, O Bridegroom,
The perilous happiness,
A bubble, ready to break,
A sphere made of colors alone,
Your bride with her searching eyes
Holds out to your snatching hands.

poem by Katherine W. McCluskey
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MY First My Last

It’s quite bizarre what you think about when you’re swimming.
I’m thinking of what I’m doing and Christine from the beginning.
How can I not remember the look she gave me when we first met
and her brilliant friendly smile, oh, how could I ever forget.

When we touched and held hands for the very first time
a thrill went through my body and up and down my spine.
And when I smelled the fragrance of your skin and hair
I wanted to be with you forever no matter what, or where.

I thought your soft lips were going to melt when we first kissed
oh, I can taste them now and their touch is so painfully missed.
You turned me inside out and I needed to be as one with you
I wanted the souls of our body to be connected, and I still do.

Wherever we kissed you tasted so perfect and I wanted more and more
you made my heart beat so fast and loud you could hear it I’m sure.
And whenever you were unhappy your sadness made me unhappy too
I tried to make you laugh or smile, so the sun would shine through.

The occasions when you sobbed and cried I couldn’t hold back my tears
I shared your sadness, your emotions, your problems, and your fears.
That day by the river when I wished my nervous body would stop shaking
my heart rate and breathing were so fast and seemed to be accelerating.

Our excitement and passion was becoming stronger and stronger
both of us wanted to go further, and we couldn’t wait any longer.
We made love for the first time on that warm summer afternoon
feeling guilty didn’t help us, but we had to do it again very soon.

When our passion became uncontrollable and our desires burst through,
we made love so often, and it was the natural thing to do.
We didn’t care where we made love be it night or day,
in the lush green fields, or on the freshly cut hay.

As time passed, when we were alone you liked me to describe
from the very first kiss how I intended to make you come alive.
We wanted to be with each other throughout the day and night,
but that couldn't be, so we would argue and say words to spite.

I wanted to become a part of you, body and soul forever
and you felt the same, two as one and parting never.
Side by side we would have jumped from the highest mountain
holding hands, kissing and spiralling to our deaths for certain.

When I wasn’t with you I thought about you all the time,
but my jealousy was eating away deep inside my mind
and this was driving you further and further away from me,
but I loved you and wanted you more than could ever be.

I realise now that my jealousy made you grow tired of me
and because of this I’m swimming far out to sea.
As I have now come to the end of looking back in time
my arms are aching, but I’m not looking behind.

For hours now I've been swimming in this cold salty sea
my limbs aren't moving like they ought to be.
I still see your face my darling, but without you I cannot live
and yet I have so much love left in me to give.

I’ve left an addressed letter to you in my hotel room,
it explains everything and I hope you get it soon.
So goodbye my dearest love I’m still thinking of you
and don’t blame yourself that I feel the way I do.

poem by Orlando Belo
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Mamie and You in Madrid.

Madrid
and after the street salesman
conned you

out of coins
in your change
Mamie said

well put it down
to experience
we all get caught

at one time or other
and they have
brought forth

great art
and you stared at her
at her hair and eyes

and said
yes I guess
but you were still peeved

about it but then
thought of the night before
when you and she

had slept all night
in the coach
through France

and into Spain
she with her head
on your shoulder

making little
snoring sounds
sometimes talking

in her sleep
other times
turning towards you

with her mouth
slightly ajar
and her hair

in a mess
and you had moved in
on her and kissed

her brow
like one planting
a soft kiss

on a corpse
and that made you laugh
and she said

what's so funny?
and you said
taking hold

of her hand
crossing a street
just something

entered my head
what?
she said

about kissing a corpse
you replied
what corpse?

and that reminded you
of the time they brought
your father's body home

for the night before
his funeral and as
he lay there

in the coffin
your gran had said
kiss him goodbye

and so you did
and that stayed with you
the feel

and chilled skin
and how it didn't seem
to be him

just a shell
but you loved him still
for all that

and when you told her that
she said
how sweet

and you gazed at her
at her eyes
and hair

and kissable lips
as you walked
the Spanish street.

poem by Terry Collett
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Sweet Love

Baby I want your body close, you on top of me, can you feel it
Im gonna make your body drip all over me,baby me inside of you
So take off all your clothes and throw them on the floor
You wont need them
Cuz I wanna give you every little thing you need and more
Let me tell you what you wanna do
I wanna make love , sweet love , all night long to the rising of the sun
Hold your body close to mine it feels so right , dont let go of me
I wanna make love , sweet love, all night long to the rising of the sun
Hold your body close to mine it feels so right dont let go of me
Baby I can give to you any way you like it
You just let me know
Im giving you the key so you can ride me fast or slow
Cuz on this ride of love , were gonna go
To places you and I aint never been before
Baby imagine me kissing all over you
Your bodys trembling, I know youre feeling me
Ooh I know its getting serious
And Im tired of being curious
Cuz my body is filled with lust
Cant take it no more bet you whisper ooooh
I wanna make love , sweet love , all night long to the rising of the sun
Hold your body close to mine it feels so right , dont let go of me
I wanna make love , sweet love, all night long to the rising of the sun
Hold your body close to mine it feels so right dont let go of me
I wanna make love , sweet love , all night long to the rising of the sun
Hold your body close to mine it feels so right , dont let go of me
I wanna make love , sweet love, all night long to the rising of the sun
Hold your body close to mine it feels so right dont let go of me
Girl the chemistry between us, I cant explain
I love to hear call my name
I can see it in your eyes that you want me too
Dont you be afraid of what Im bout to give to you
Girl the tears you cry are out of happiness
Pleasure instead of loneliness
Baby every single part of me inside of you
Pleasing you , pleasing you, make you scream louder
I wanna make love , sweet love , all night long to the rising of the sun
Hold your body close to mine it feels so right , dont let go of me
I wanna make love , sweet love, all night long to the rising of the sun
Hold your body close to mine it feels so right dont let go of me

song performed by by 112
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Let's Make A Night To Remember

I love the way ya look tonight
With your hair hangin' down on your shoulders
I love the way ya dance that slow sweet tango
The way ya do everything but talk
And how ya stare at me with those undress me eyes
And your breath on my body makes me warm inside

Chorus

Let's make out - let's do something amazing
Let's do something that's all the way
Cuz I've never touched somebody like the way I touch your body
Now I never want to let your body go...

Let's make a night - to remember
From January - to December
Let's make love - to excite us
A memory - to ignite us
Let's make honey baby - soft and tender
Let's make sugar darlin' - sweet surrender
Let's make a night - to remember - all life long

I love the way ya move tonight
Beads of sweat drippin down your skin
Me lying here - you lyin' there
Our shadows on the wall and our hands everywhere

Chorus

I think about ya all the time
Can't you see you drive me outta my mind
Well I'm never holdin' back again
Ya I never want this night to end
Cuz I've never touched somebody like the way I touch your body
Now I never want to let your body go...

song performed by by Bryan Adams from 18 Til I Die
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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