Lover's Delight
the usual hot lips
on the woman's supple
breasts
her arms around his neck
fingernails buried
on his back
slow motion show
canned moaning
i still cannot explain what
boredom is
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Egyptology
I am the Sphinx.
I am the woman buried in sand
up to her chin.
I am waiting for an archaeologist
to unearth me,
to dig out my neck & my nipples,
bare my claws
& solve my riddle.
No one has solved my riddle
since Oedipus.
I face the pyramids which rise
like angular breasts
from the dry body of Egypt.
My fertile river is flowing down below-
a lovely lower kingdom.
Every woman should have a delta
with such rich silt-
brown as the buttocks
of Nubian queens.
O friend, why have you come to Egypt?
Aton & Yahweh
are still feuding.
Moses is leading his people
& speaking of guilt.
The voice out of the volcano
will not be still.
A religion of death,
a woman buried alive.
For thousands of years
the sand drifted over my head.
My sex was a desert,
my hair more porous than pumice,
& nobody sucked my lips
to make me tell.
The pyramid breasts, though huge,
will never sag.
In the center of each one,
a king lies buried.
In the center of each one,
a darkened chamber. . .
a tunnel,
dead men's bones,
malignant gold.
poem by Erica Jong
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Sculptor
he first sculpted a very shapely body of a woman
thin arms, slender body, soft fingers,
porcelain smooth skin
supple breasts
complete with a face
and other
body parts to the last detail
possible
then he sculpted the man
the usual man with strong arms
gentle eyes and well chiseled
thighs
complete with a face
and other body parts to the last detail
possible
he is so kind enough
to leave the two
in the privacy
of their new found existence
that his chisels
and hammers gave them
despite the fact
that he is gay
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Stand Up
I got to know right now
It's got to be this time
I wanna show you how
Gonna make you change your mind
There's an empty chair at my table
There's an empty look in your eyes
Ooh, that's right
I just happen to be a man
And you happen to be a woman
And we happen to be together
Try to stop this thing comin'
Stand up, kick love into motion
Take a little love and shake it all around, stand up
Stand up, kick love into motion
Take me in your arms and throw me to the ground
Down to the ground, baby come on
Stand up, stand up for love
I'm gonna play your game
I wanna play with fire
I want to breathe your air
Baby, gonna take you there
If you lay your cards on the table
I'll lay my love on the line
Till you're mine
I just happen to be a man
And you happen to be a woman
And we happen to be together
Try to stop this thing comin'
Stand up, kick love into motion
Take a little love and shake it all around, stand up
Stand up, kick love into motion
Take me in your arms and throw me to the ground
Down to the ground, baby come on
Stand up, stand up for love
You couldn't get it much better
You never had it so good
Stand up together
And when you're ready to
You're gonna get what you should
Little by little
Like a fine wine
My love is like a motor
Runnin' all the time
Step by step
Easy and slow
On the stairway to heaven
What a way to go
Stand up, kick love into motion
Take a little love and shake it all around, stand up
Stand up, kick love into motion
Take me in your arms and throw me to the ground, stand up
Stand up, kick love into motion
Take me in your arms and show me what you found, stand up
Stand up, kick love into motion
My love is like a motor runnin' all the time, stand up
Stand up, yeah, kick love into motion
I said step by step
Go easy, go slow, stand up
Stand up, kick love into motion
Yeah, on a stairway to heaven
What a way to go, stand up
song performed by by Def Leppard
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Slow Motion
Ms. jones taught me english, but I think I just shot her son
Cause he owed me money, with a bullet in the chest you cannot run
Now hes bleeding in a vacant lot
The one in the summer where we used to smoke pot
I guess I didnt mean it
But man you shoulda seen it
His flesh explode
Slow motion
See me let go
We tend to die young
Slow motion
See me let go
What a brother knows
Slow motion
See me let go
Now the cops will get me
But girl, if you would let me
Ill take your pants off
I gotta a little bit of blow
We could both get off
Later bathing in the afterglow
Two lines of coke Id cut with draino
And her nose starts to bleed
A most beautiful ruby red
Slow motion
See me let go
Well remember these days
Slow motion
See me let go
Urban life decays
Slow motion
See me let go
And at home
My sisters eating paint chips again
Maybe thats why shes insane
I shut the door to her moaning
And I shoot smack in my vains
And wouldnt you
See my neighbors beating his wife
Because he hates his life
Theres an arc to his fist as he swings
Oh man, what a beautiful thing
And death slides close to me
Wont grow old to be
A junkie whine-o creep
Hollywood glamourized my wrath
Im the young urban psyco path
I encite murder for your entertainment
Cause I needed the money
Whats your excuse?
The jokes on you
Slow motion
See me let go (aaahh)
Oh yeah
Slow motion
See me let go (aaahh)
Ahhhh
Slow motion
See me let go (aaahh)
Oooh
song performed by by Third Eye Blind
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Haik - Unceased days
pretty woman
wrinkled woman show girls picture
of her uncreased days
inspired by
Phenomenal Woman
Pretty women wonder where my secret lies.
I'm not cute or built to suit a fashion model's size
But when I start to tell them,
They think I'm telling lies.
I say,
It's in the reach of my arms
The span of my hips,
The stride of my step,
The curl of my lips.
I'm a woman
Phenomenally.
Phenomenal woman,
That's me.
I walk into a room
Just as cool as you please,
And to a man,
The fellows stand or
Fall down on their knees.
Then they swarm around me,
A hive of honey bees.
I say,
It's the fire in my eyes,
And the flash of my teeth,
The swing in my waist,
And the joy in my feet.
I'm a woman
Phenomenally.
Phenomenal woman,
That's me.
Men themselves have wondered
What they see in me.
They try so much
But they can't touch
My inner mystery.
When I try to show them
They say they still can't see.
I say,
It's in the arch of my back,
The sun of my smile,
The ride of my breasts,
The grace of my style.
I'm a woman
Phenomenally.
Phenomenal woman,
That's me.
Now you understand
Just why my head's not bowed.
I don't shout or jump about
Or have to talk real loud.
When you see me passing
It ought to make you proud.
I say,
It's in the click of my heels,
The bend of my hair,
the palm of my hand,
The need of my care,
'Cause I'm a woman
Phenomenally.
Phenomenal woman,
That's me.
Maya Angelou
poem by John Tiong Chunghoo
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Express Yourself
(she takes him in her arms,
She kisses his face on the lips)
(one woman in the world,
One woman in many faces)
(she takes him in her arms,
She kisses his face on the lips)
Dont go for second best baby
Put your love to the test
You know, you know, youve got to
Make her express how she feels
And maybe then youll know your love is real
You dont need diamond rings
Or eighteen karat gold
Fancy cars that go very fast
You know they never last, no, no
What you need is a big strong hand
To lift you to your higher ground
Make you feel like a king on a throne
Make her love you till you cant come down
Dont go for second best baby
Put your love to the test
You know, you know, youve got to
Make her express how she feels
Then youll know your love is real
(one woman in the world,
One woman in many faces)
Long stem roses are the way to your heart
But she needs to start with your head
Satin sheets are very romantic
What happens when youre not in bed
You deserve the best in life
So if the time isnt right then move on
Second best is never enough
Youll do much better baby on your own
Dont go for second best baby
Put your love to the test
You know, you know, youve got to
Make her express how she feels
Then youll know your love is real
Express yourself
Youve got to make her
Express herself
Hey, hey, hey, hey
So if you want it right now, make her show you how
Express what shes got, oh baby ready or not
And when youre gone she might regret it
And think about the love she once had
Try to carry on, but she just wont get it
Shell be back on her knees
To express herself
Youve got to make her
Express herself
Hey hey
(one woman in the world,
One woman in many faces)
Dont go for second best baby
Put your love to the test
You know, you know, youve got to
Make her express how she feels
Then youll know your love is real
To express herself
Youve got to make her
Express herself
Hey hey hey hey
So if you want it right now, make her show you how
Express what shes got, oh baby ready or not
Express yourself
Respect yourself
Hey, hey
So if you want it right now, make her show you how
Express what shes got, oh baby ready or not
Express yourself
(one woman in the world,
One woman in many faces)
(she takes him in her arms,
She kisses his face on the lips)
(she takes him in her arms,
She kisses his face on the lips)
(she takes him in her arms,
One woman in the world,
She kisses his face on the lips
One woman in many faces)
(she takes him in her arms,
One woman in the world,
She kisses his face on the lips
One woman in many faces)
song performed by by Information Society
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Golden fantasy
In the dark of night behind my walls
I fade away when nature calls
And thinks of you in sudden lust
To find in fantasy...... I must.
I imagine your lips, your supple breasts
touching my lips and my gentle chest.
I feel and taste the tender sweet
OH so vivid I hold this treat.
I come upon you with my tender weight
and open with love your garden gate.
I plant my love, my beautiful love
in your garden that is sent from above.
I dig deep
between your narrow walls so steep
I enter thy chamber, thy walls so smooth
and move with the motion and return to sooth.
I treasure these twist and turns
but being just a fantasy it burns.
for every times the surface should crack
the sexy voices pull me back.
poem by C.F Francis
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PHENOMENAL WOMAN: dr ANGELOU(I LOVE HER!)
PHENOMENAL WOMAN
by Maya Angelou Pretty women wonder where my secret lies
I'm not cute or built to suit a model's fashion size
But when I start to tell them
They think I'm telling lies.
I say
It's in the reach of my arms
The span of my hips
The stride of my steps
The curl of my lips.
I'm a woman
Phenomenally
Phenomenal woman
That's me. I walk into a room
Just as cool as you please
And to a man
The fellows stand or
Fall down on their knees
Then they swarm around me
A hive of honey bees.
I say
It's the fire in my eyes
And the flash of my teeth
The swing of my waist
And the joy in my feet.
I'm a woman
Phenomenally
Phenomenal woman
That's me. Men themselves have wondered
What they see in me
They try so much
But they can't touch
My inner mystery.
When I try to show them
They say they still can't see.
I say
It's in the arch of my back
The sun of my smile
The ride of my breasts
The grace of my style.
I'm a woman
Phenomenally
Phenomenal woman
That's me.
Now you understand
Just why my head's not bowed
I don't shout or jump about
Or have to talk real loud
When you see me passing
It ought to make you proud.
I say
It's in the click of my heels
The bend of my hair
The palm of my hand
The need for my care.
'Cause I'm a woman
Phenomenally
Phenomenal woman
That's me.
poem by Lee Fernandez
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Phenomenal Woman
Pretty women wonder where my secret lies.
I'm not cute or built to suit a fashion model's size
But when I start to tell them,
They think I'm telling lies.
I say,
It's in the reach of my arms
The span of my hips,
The stride of my step,
The curl of my lips.
I'm a woman
Phenomenally.
Phenomenal woman,
That's me.
I walk into a room
Just as cool as you please,
And to a man,
The fellows stand or
Fall down on their knees.
Then they swarm around me,
A hive of honey bees.
I say,
It's the fire in my eyes,
And the flash of my teeth,
The swing in my waist,
And the joy in my feet.
I'm a woman
Phenomenally.
Phenomenal woman,
That's me.
Men themselves have wondered
What they see in me.
They try so much
But they can't touch
My inner mystery.
When I try to show them
They say they still can't see.
I say,
It's in the arch of my back,
The sun of my smile,
The ride of my breasts,
The grace of my style.
I'm a woman
Phenomenally.
Phenomenal woman,
That's me.
Now you understand
Just why my head's not bowed.
I don't shout or jump about
Or have to talk real loud.
When you see me passing
It ought to make you proud.
I say,
It's in the click of my heels,
The bend of my hair,
the palm of my hand,
The need of my care,
'Cause I'm a woman
Phenomenally.
Phenomenal woman,
That's me.
poem by Maya Angelou
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Tryin To Throw Your Arms Around The World
6.00 in the morning
Youre the last to hear the warning
Youve been trying to throw your arms around the world
Youve been falling off the sidewalk
Your lips move but you cant talk
Tryin to throw your arms around the world
Im gonna run to you...run to you...be still
Im gonna run to you...run to you...woman I will
Sunrise like a nosebleed
Your head hurts and you cant breathe
You been tryin to throw you arms around the world
How far you gonna go
Before you lose your way back home?
Youve been trying to throw your arms around the world
Im gonna run to you...run to you...woman be still
Im gonna run to you...run to you...woman I will
I dreamed that I saw dali
With a supermarket trolley
He was trying to throw his arms around a girl
He took an open top beetle
Through the eye of a needle
He was tryin to throw his arms around the world
Im gonna run to you...run to you...woman be still
Im gonna run to you...run to you...woman I will
Nothin much to say I guess
Just the same as all the rest
Been trying to throw your arms around the world
A woman needs a man
Like a fish needs a bicycle
When youre tryin to throw your arms around the world
Im gonna run to you...run to you
Im gonna run to you...run to you
Im gonna run to you...run to you
Woman be still...woman be still
Be still...woman be still
Woman I will
song performed by by U2
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Cut Throat
Delia Demoat cut her husband’s
Throat. Delia slit it clean. She held
His hair tight with her small hand
In a firm grip. There was little fight.
Unexpected and sudden. He slumped
In the chair blood shooting across
And spraying the TV screen. Delia
Released his hair and stood back
The bloody knife in her right hand.
She was shaking, her hands shook.
On the floor by the armchair where
He sat a small book. Blood-soaked
Pages and cover. A gift from his lover.
She dropped the knife, stared at the
TV screen, some I Love Lucy show,
Canned laughter, black and white.
Flickering images. She peered over
The back of the armchair. He was
Slumped bloodied there. She ached,
The bruises showed on arms, her split
Lips mouthed words. Delia breathed
Hard, spat on his head, the phlegm
Sat there on his hair; she sniffed air,
Smelt cigar smoke, his aftershave.
She looked up. Lucy gazed at her on
The screen, canned laughter once more,
Surreal; show over, she peed on the floor.
poem by Terry Collett
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You make me happy. :)
You shine brighter then the sun.
You make my heart beat faster then a cheetah can run
Your eyes twinkle like the stars refection on the ocean
Boy you had me back at that dance motion
Your lips so tender at every kiss,
I cant explain this bliss
So jus hold me please
and never let go,
you and me in this romantic show,
I have so many words to say,
I will let you hear them if I may
You will always be in my heart,
Cuz I know we will never part
Cuz we was meant for eachother right from the start.
poem by Jade Smith
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Embrace
You know the parlor trick.
wrap your arms around your own body
and from the back it looks like
someone is embracing you
her hands grasping your shirt
her fingernails teasing your neck
from the front it is another story
you never looked so alone
your crossed elbows and screwy grin
you could be waiting for a tailor
to fit you with a straight jacket
one that would hold you really tight.
poem by Billy Collins
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A woman’s passion is easy to understand
The usual silence is her overwhelming
Yes,
It is her no that is consuming her really
A no to a kiss
A no to a hug
A no to a holding of her hand
A no to the fondle of her plump breast
A monster eating her
Longings and whims
Her desire
To spread to love against the skies
She will tell you
And she means it
She will kiss you with a
Spider’s kiss
Her hug would mean your surrender
And when she holds your hand she
Says there will be no stopping
There will be no excuses
There will be no reservation anymore
And when you fondle her breasts
She will rub your muscled chest
Her manner of hitting back
She would kill you if you would not
Go down under
And dig deeper
To her soul
Her fragility
Her unique nuances
Her calling sounds
Her moaning
Her way of loving you
A manner of reciprocating
Your advances
She is true too
In thoughts and in deeds
For what God has joined together
Let the man go further under.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Passion of a Woman
A woman’s passion is easy to understand
The usual silence is her overwhelming
Yes,
It is her no that is consuming her really
A no to a kiss
A no to a hug
A no to a holding of her hand
A no to the fondle of her plump breast
A monster eating her
Longings and whims
Her desire
To spread to love against the skies
She will tell you
And she means it
She will kiss you with a
Spider’s kiss
Her hug would mean your surrender
And when she holds your hand she
Says there will be no stopping
There will be no excuses
There will be no reservation anymore
And when you fondle her breasts
She will rub your muscled chest
Her manner of hitting back
She would kill you if you would not
Go down under
And dig deeper
To her soul
Her fragility
Her unique nuances
Her calling sounds
Her moaning
Her way of loving you
A manner of reciprocating
Your advances
She is true too
In thoughts and in deeds
For what God has joined together
Let the man go further under.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Missionary Position
the usual stuff really
man on top of woman
her legs entwined
to his muscled back
his feet rooted in bed
his pelvis pasted on hers
her arms clutching the
blanket and the side
of the bed
she is so helpless
as he throbs all his
strength to her
the usual stuff that
we do when no one
cares to watch
because it is something
so lovely and so
private
and then we sleep
so soundly
we do not notice
another day
poem by Antonio Liao
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What The Priest Said
What a Priest told me.
I was young, fourteen, late at night, I was hasting home, jumped over fences,
crossed a garden when I saw a naked woman by the fireside, wood fire casted
a warm glow on her body, washing herself with a cloth she dipped into a sink
bucket placed on a chair in front of her. She slowly cleaned her arms, neck,
breasts, legs feet and finally she washed the part where legs meet the body.
All in slow caring motion. She put a kimono on sat down and opened a book,
after a few minutes she put the book down looked out of the window, I was
petrified and hoped I looked like a bush, she smiled, to me or herself, I shall
never know. At this point I hastily left, woozy, confused and in love. Later
I saw her at the grocer’ she had bought flowers, looked up and smiled at me.
Of course I didn’t know, at the time, that she was one of Ruben’s women put
there to tempt me into a life of infidelity forever seeking perfect, chaste love
and not involved in the physical side that smells of under- arms transpiration.
If I see one of Ruben’s women, and she smiles at me I now her love is a dream
and with aching heart and regret I walk away.
poem by Oskar Hansen
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Now My Heart Is Full
Theres gonna be some trouble
A whole house will need re-building
And everyone I love in the house
Will recline on an analysts couch quite
Soon
Your father cracks a joke
And in the usual way
Empties the room
Tell all of my friends
(I dont have too many
Just some rain-coated lovers puny brothers)
Dallow, spicer, pinkie, cubitt
Rush to danger
Wind up nowhere
Patric doonan - raised to wait
Im tired again, Ive tried again, and
Now my heart is full
Now my heart is full
And I just cant explain
So I wont even try to
Dallow, spicer, pinkie, cubitt
Every jammy stressford poet
Loafing oafs in all-night chemists
Loafing oafs in all-night chemists
Underact - express depression
Ah, but bunnie I loved you
I was tired again
Ive tried again, and
Now my heart is full
Now my heart is full
And I just cant explain
So I wont even try to
Could you pass by ?
Could you pass by ?
Could you pass by ?
Could you pass by ?
Could you pass by ?
Oh ...
Now my heart is full
Now my heart is full
And I just cant explain
So ... slow ...
Slow ... slow ... slow ... slow ... slow ...
song performed by by Morrissey
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Love Is The Movement
A day in L.A.
And millions of faces
Looking for movement
'Cause everything's stuck
And everything's frozen
And everyone's broken
And nobody moves
And everyone's scared
That the motion will never come
This is the incompletion
Stuck in a line
Love is the movement
Love is a revolution
This is redemption
We don't have to slow back down
The stars are alive
They dance to the music
Of the deepest emotion
And all of the world
Is singing in time
As the heavens are caving in
Mysterious ways
Why God gave His life
To put motion inside my soul
It's bigger than cold religion
It's bigger than life
Love is the movement
Love is a revolution
This is redemption
We don't have to slow back down
We're starting now
We're starting now
We're starting now
We don't have to slow back down
This is a revolution
This is a revolution
Love is the movement
Love is a revolution
This is redemption
We don't have to slow back down
Love is the movement
Love is a revolution
This is redemption
We don't have to slow back down
Love is the movement
Love is a revolution
This is redemption
We don't have to slow back down
song performed by by Switchfoot
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Be Sexy Effortlessly
Being sexy is not revealing parts.
Being sexy is highlighting features.
Highlight hair, ears, neck, upper back,
Arms or legs but one or two at a time.
There's a fine line between being sexy
And being cheap, which a woman must note.
For a toned body, no need of windows.
For defying hair, no need of hair-do.
For evenness of the skin, no cosmetics;
For hygiene body, no need of perfume.
On a pair of high heels one is sexy
With breasts forward and buttocks upward.
To look sexy, woman must feel sexy.
In feeling sexy, she gains confidence
About her sexual prowess and command.
Be sexy effortlessly and feed man's eyes.
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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