A Date In Cyberspace
would a date in cyberspace
acceptable to you? my body is taken,
but my heart is still in the power
of my hands, and it is beating
like a ball of fire, the sun, shining
with its rays, prepared to hold
anything that is cold and weary
and lovely still to behold.
are you one of those colder planets
out there waiting for the warmth
of my distant heat?
let me caress your face
let my rays run like thai massage
to your weary flesh
let me kiss you lips
let me in on a hot noon day
affair on valentine's day
take my light to your room
let me see your naked body
let me feel it like i am all light
let me see you spin in happiness
let me see you as a heavy cloud about to pour your rain
let me see you as a dry soil absorbing all rain
and bathing in all my sunshine
let me hear you moan tonight in cyber space
let there be twinkling stars let there be the most silent moon
gentle to our secrets like a mother seeing his son happy with his toy
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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The Love That I Have For You....
outside i watch you
you are inside yourself
a room
a wall but there is window still
that allows light
to come in
and dress you like
a night without the armor
i am the light
and i like the way things are going with us
you just do not know
what is it
to be just light
without a body
what is it to have so many fingers
& yet
without a hand
the room is darker
but i know what it is to be a tiny sun
you fan yourself with your
innocence
your hands are callous
and it is a little bit colder
when by chance you touch my
rays and sheen
when i meet you
like i am water bathing your body
as i dress you once again
with the cloth
of my silk
soul
i quiver like a soft wind
on the reeds
of the moonlit night
i love it this way
this invisible presence
this nameless light
this desire that fulfills itself
without you
feeling it
must i be selfish?
or must i be the one that does not let you suffer
because you cannot love
light
because your coldness is uncertain about the gift
of warmth
its truth beyond all truths
when i am done with you
i summon the rain
& bathe myself again
to wash away
the dirt of guilt
the scars of pain
though
remaining
look at me
i am the morning light that spreads on the garden
of your thighs and
legs
as you watch
with all delight
you only see the wonder of light
and its accompanying music
and then
satisfied with all the caresses of thoughts that i have always loved you
i go with the herds of rain
and what is left to please me more
is your own
fading face
like those ripples on the pond
that the lonely leaf
had given
the shape of love that i carry with me
as air embracing the heavens
again....
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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My Beautiful Sunshine
My beautiful sunshine
At night you turn into a twinkling star
My beautiful sunshine
In the light, By you I'm dazzled from afar
I want to reach out and touch you
Whilst you shine your light at me from near distance
But all I can really do, Yes! really, really do and its true!
Is caress your face with my smile this very instance
My beautiful sunshine
Winter to my heart will soon makes its way
For now I hold onto your warmth which is mine
I sing sweet melodies in your delightful rays
Coaxing your heart to sing to me and play
When winter comes announced again
Your memories will take away all the pain
Whether it snows or it decides to rain
O! my beautiful sunshine, I will wait for you
To shine your light on me once gain
Copyright 2006 Sylvia Chidi
poem by Sylvia Chidi
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An Affair With A Surreal Beloved
one can have
a love affair with a full moon
beside some stars
you lay your body on that veranda
upon a wooden bed
beside you a glass of cold coca-cola
the moon spreads its light upon you
and you feel that softest warmth
on your hair, your face, your belly, your feet
it is that moment when you close your eyes
that your beloved arrives
surreal on the bed of roses
that your mind has prepared for her.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Sonnet: The Cloud
Ye behold me, roaming in the blue sky!
In numerous colors and shapes awhile;
Driven by wind-power, The Cloud am I!
Floating like fleeces for many a mile.
The Rain, I bring to the thirsting earth-ball,
Heralded by peels of thunder and light;
I’m the cynosure of the skyline stall!
The stars and moon dread me during the night.
A pygmy cloud suffices moon to hide;
Sometimes, I block the sun too at noon-time;
Like skied a lion, I roar and I chide,
Bringing thunder-squalls, rain-storms, gales sometime.
I am the Cloud! If not for me the sky
Would be an artless blank page for the eye.
poem by John Celes
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As I Wait For For You
and then our minds met at a point
of convergence
i waited for you in a room without a number
a place without a name
a space where only us know what & how to fill
i am naked
you want the whole truth and so i am naked
in this room without a number, a place without a name
a space, where only our self-manifested emptiness know how & what to fill
when you arrive do not call my name
be so soft and gentle with your feet
do not even say your name as
i have also left my name somewhere else
and it is only i who knows it
i lose my identity
that is how i want to spend my short moment with you
i am naked
i only have my face, my skin and my flesh my bones my whole body
not my soul
do not knock
just push the door
it is left open throughout the nights of my waiting
i have intended it that way
so when you arrive and i am still asleep with my dreams and desires
of you
do not disturb the silence and sweetness of my sleep
just whisper your desire for love so sweet to my ears
touch the surfaces of my skin and caress with your soft fingers the smooth lines of my face
place your head just beside my tight chest
for there you shall hear the sounds of all my desires
and then my love we begin the sharing of our hidden truths
we shall dance in our nakedness
we shall make love real
we shall open the shutters of this closed window
we let the slits of light from outside the night get inside us and put some
warmth on the empty pores of our skins
we bring light to the darkness of our lives
we put fire to those eyes that refuse to close and die
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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My Soul, Afire
The rising sun sets my soul afire
At the dawning of every new day-
I see life as a new beginning-
Cardinals, robins, blue jays and finches
Carry on with their tune as the
Orchestra of a gentle spring like breeze
Rustles the newly unfolded leaves upon every tree-
Alone to enjoy the mystery of the woodlands-
The sun’s rays shining through the
Branches of the maple trees-
Dogwood blossoms both crimson pink and white
Against a sky of cerulean blue
Evoke a chorus from my spirit-
A hymn of freedom and ecstasy, as
My spirit and soul have been reborn.
As the day progresses
I am overcome by fear and
At the noon of the day the sun rises above the mountains
The world comes out from hiding-
This is the time when strangers become invasive,
Clouds overtake the light and
The rain begins to fall.
Thunder would clap and rain would pour downward in a
Spitefully intrusive manner
Quenching the magical flames
That had my spirit and soul dancing to the
Early morning symphony that the world has
Maliciously taken aback-
When the night takes over
I see the full moon ascend over the horizon and the
Stars are bright-
The stars are bright and Mars is a brilliant red while
Venus winks at me with its eyes of green-
Stars and planets are gratifyingly beautiful in their own way, though
Light years away-
If I listen vigilantly-
I can hear ancient music imminent from
The stars and planets in the vastness of the universe as
The moon appears above the treetops-
It shines its light upon me and sets my spirit dancing and once again-
Sets my soul afire-
poem by Claudia Krizay
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Let Me Stand In The Rain
Let me walk down that cold blurry road;
feel the cold rain down my hair
the wind blowing twisting and turning
to avoid the cold rain
let me feel the cold rush through my body
let me avoid the hate; make them all drown
let the rain wash them away
let me stand in the rain
I'll stand up on top of the black pavement and hear the pounding of the rain
I'll cry and let the tears fall down with the rush of the rain
theres no need to hide in the dark
no need for an umbrella
theres no need for someone to say 'I hate you'
I'll just stay hidden in the rain like a dumb girl
I'll stand there till Romeo comes and save me
but I, the foolish one can only imagine the rubbish things a fantasy book would want
let me stand in the rain and protest my love to Romeo
it's not an obsession its a misunderstandment
like me foolishly standing in the rain, waiting for nothing
but drops of lies
not one or one night I will forget Romeo
He should be thoughtful I put some care and thought for him
but there I go imagining
Let me stand in the rain and pour my emotions
where no one can see, where no one can give sympathy but the truth
let me stand in the rain till I fall ill
wake me up when the sunshine has come and drops of light showing me honesty
and Romeo standing there waiting for me
let me stand in the rain so my imagination can go over the top of head
let me stand there till the numbness of my heart breaks away
Let me stand in the rain.............
poem by Alecia Nak
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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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For JOY
NOW THAT you have grown older
do not shy away from the possibility that happiness can still be
within the hold of your hands
that your lips can still be red and all alive
for the next kiss
no matter how late love
can be,
do not look back
you might fall to the past that
keeps on pulling you
to the arms of
grief
It was not at all your fault that the flower
of love wilted
too early
He was the sun that came at the wrong time
and did not notice
how sweet can you be
at sunset
Now, another moon has noticed
the beauty of your
petals
the sweetest scent that only comes
when the night is
deep and
so silent
Walk under its light
feel the warmth of its rays
close your eyes and feel
once again
how love can be stronger and sweeter
after the first pain
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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My request for you
We are in the middle of this dark
World,
You and I, too distant
Like poles of the earth
Too silent
Like the deepest floor of the
Sea
Let me ask you for your hands
So I may hold them
Like the sweet flowers of our
Youth
Let me take you to the light
Beyond us
That my father left me once
Before he left
To another world
Let me be beside you
And feel you
In the middle of this darkness
You and I
Together let us move towards
The light
Let me ask for your hands
That I may hold them again
Feel the warmth of my hands
Hear the beating of my heart
Let me tell you again and again
I love you so much
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Still Of The Night
(coverdale/sykes)
In the still of the night
I hear the wolf howl, honey
Sniffing around your door
In the still of the night
I feel my heart beating heavy
Telling me I gotta have more
In the shadow of night
I see the full moon rise
Telling me whats in store,
My heart start aching
My body start a shaking
And I cant take no more, no, no
Now I just wanna get close to you
An taste your love so sweet
And I just wanna make love to you
Feel your body heat...
In the still of the night...
In the still of the night...
Over here baby...
In the heat of the day
I hang my head down low
And hide my face from the sun
Through the light of the day
Until the evening time
Im waiting for the night to come
In the still of the night,
In the cool moonlight,
I feel heart is aching
In the still of the night...
Tell me here baby
In the still of the night
I hear the wolf howl, honey
Sniffing around your door...
In the still of the night
I feel my heart beating heavy
Telling me I gotta have more...
Now I just wanna get close to you
An taste your love so sweet
And I just wanna make love to you
Feel your body heat.
In the still of the night...
Still of the night,
Still of the night,
Still of the night...
song performed by by Whitesnake
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Trusting No Light
you wrap my body with your breasts
and i face the pillow my body presses
on the softness of materiality, you run
your fingers on my arms looking for
the secrets of my flesh, and i keep my
hands steady on the railing of the bed.
you whisper to my ear the tradition that
in true love there are no more secrets.
i smile to the white linen and i close my
eyes back to the horrors of my pasts.
you put your chin on my shoulder and
you kiss my hair and you caress my
head and neck down to my hip and butt.
you kiss me again and you signal that i
now must face you in this intimacy. And
i look at you and gently i kiss you in return.
I am Cupid and you are Psyche. I must tell
you again, i trust no light. Love exists
by itself, through itself, for itself, & in-itself.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Dawning
it is dawning
gray wraps the trees and grass in black
as i walk along this boulevard
the light comes
thru the shutters of the clouds
this morning
rays like hands touch me
there is warmth
spreading on my face
there is fire
in my heart
i look at the stretch of
of acacia trees where the street lights
slowly close one by one
and at this moment
the years spread themselves
like some green grass
where i rest my weary soul
in my mind
i always remember you
on my side i can stll feel the warmth
of your skin
it simply dawned in me
the fire of yesterday
and the coldness was gone
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Musing on a thought
Would the moon be eclipsed
And the light which streams
From stars through the window
Pale to a poor comparison
Would the rain which falls
To soothe the parched dry land
Taste less sweet than imagined
Would the soft woven silk
Which clothes the naked body
Be as gentle to the skin
Or as pleasing to feel
Would the beauty of this world
Stand as testament still
When all is considered
Would a dream be a beautiful
When the eyes are closed
And all is know is what we feel
Would you gift me the answer
With a kiss from your lips
poem by Matthew Holloway
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I Wonder Where You Are Tonight
Tonight my heart is sad and weary
Wonderin if Im wrong or right
I dream about you though youve left me
I wonder where you are tonight
Chorus:
The rain is cold and slowly fallin
Upon my window pane tonight
And though youre love was even colder
I wonder where you are tonight
Its spring, the birds are gaily singing
The trees are blossoming so sweet
No other love was quite so happy
No other love was so complete
Repeat chorus
Then came the dawn the day you left me
I tried to smile with all my might
But you could see the pain within me
It still lingers in my heart tonight
Oh, the rain is cold and slowly fallin
Upon my window pane tonight
And though youre love is even colder
I wonder where you are tonight
song performed by by Dolly Parton
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Mexican Sun
Shining bright in the cloudless sky
Mexican sun: shine down on me
Let your rays kiss upon my skin
Gently bronzing my pale pigment
Mexican sun: shine down on me
My heart skips a beat in your light
Tiny sweat beads slide down my cheek
Mexican sun: shine down on me
My breathing slows as I close my eyes
Imagination set free dancing in my mind
Mexican sun: shine down on me
Palm tree's sway soaking in your shine
The rays are a quilt that warms my body
Mexican sun: shine down on me
Cold vodka and coke rush to my head
Heat waves paceing my hot breath
Mexican sun: shine down on me
A cloud rolls by adding a shadow
Fading with the mirage in my thoughts
Mexican sun: someday come kiss me again
poem by Leah Ayliffe
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Evening Star
'Twas noontide of summer,
And mid-time of night;
And stars, in their orbits,
Shone pale, thro' the light
Of the brighter, cold moon,
'Mid planets her slaves,
Herself in the Heavens,
Her beam on the waves.
I gazed awhile
On her cold smile;
Too cold- too cold for me-
There pass'd, as a shroud,
A fleecy cloud,
And I turned away to thee,
Proud Evening Star,
In thy glory afar,
And dearer thy beam shall be;
For joy to my heart
Is the proud part
Thou bearest in Heaven at night,
And more I admire
Thy distant fire,
Than that colder, lowly light.
poem by Edgar Allan Poe
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Face To Face
Run your fingers through my hair and softly kiss my lips
Hold me close in your embrace and love me face to face
Face to face heart to heart body to body
Tingling tangle feelings lovers face to face
Ill caress your body and hold you close to me
Ill slide my hands around your waist and love you face to face
Face to face heart to heart body to body
Lips on lips arm and arm body to body
Tingling tangle feelings lovers face to face
Softly say you love me as you make love to me
No one else can take your place we happen face to face
song performed by by Alabama
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It Starts With A Kiss
It starts with a kiss,
That brings the world down,
A kiss,
That makes my body give in,
It starts with a kiss,
And your hands,
Slowly moving down my back,
And lifting me up to put my legs around you,
It starts with a kiss,
Our lips will do what they do,
My lips will part,
When yours do,
It starts with a kiss,
With my hands through your hair,
And with your hands on my waist,
Man this world seems to quake,
It starts with a kiss,
Man this is so fair,
Your lips feel so good,
On mine that just sit their,
It starts with a kiss,
That makes the whole room stop,
They see sparks fly,
And the room glow in a light so pure,
It starts with a kiss,
But when your lips leave mine,
My neck feels their company,
Then my body gives into you,
It starts with a kiss,
Your lips seem to know what to do,
Cause they are moving up and down my neck,
Once that ends they find my lips again,
It starts with a kiss,
And my body sub comes to you,
And once again,
The Kiss Is Where It All Begins! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! !
Nude Woman In The Room Alone
her body against the dim light
of the lampshade
shaped by the rays of
the dimming light of the room
she is tired and sleeps her face down
the red linen
her spine is a boat in the sea
her buttocks the round hills ashore
her hair is the bouquet of flowers
her legs are paths
and rivers
her silence is the loveliness of the night
unequaled by the sweetness of the sound
of desire meeting love
the suspense is on the waiting of the knock
tonight love like a river seeks the sea of
fulfillment
soon, the male moon
soon the stars and the masculine winds.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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