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My Room Is Your Room Now

i

my room is your room now
and my arms yours too
my lips are ready for your
warm kiss and you may
have them as yours

ii

for this house is your house
my body is your body
for my love is your love
and my longing is your longing too

iii

this is my heaven and it is yours too
all the angels sing for you
and they also sing for me

iv

you and me in this loneliness
you and me in this hapless mess

v

so i am a tree, a house, arms, lips and body
so i am heaven, room, and window and door

so i am open for you and so you are here with me
you are my guest and i am your host

there is no reason for you to be angry
and if you happen not to like it here

you may leave early the next morning
and please you do not have to say an angry word

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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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! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! !

poem by Tin Mouse
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I Hate To See A House

I hate
To see a house
Visibly falling
To its knees
I hate
To see a house
Its body trembling
And breaking
A house thats homeless
A house
With loneliness
Upon its face
No window
Is its eyes
No door
Is its mouth
Its body fully
Infested
Faced with old age
And its demise!

poem by Dorsey Baker
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Like A Stone

On a cold wet
Afternoon
No room for love and emptiness
By a freeway
I confess I was lost in the pages
Of a book
Full of death
Reading how well die alone
And if a God will lay to rest
Anywhere we want to go
In your house
I long to be
Room by room
Patiently
Ill wait for you there
Like a stone
Ill wait for you there
Alone
And on my death bed
I will prey
To the gods and the angels
Like a pagan
To anyone who will take me to heaven
To a place
I would recall
I was there so long ago
The sky was bruised
The world was black
And there you led me on
In your house
I long to be
Room by room
Patiently
Ill wait for you there
Liek a stone
Ill wait for you there
Alone
In all I read
Till the day was gone
And I sat in regret
In all the things Ive done
For all that Ive blessed
And all that Ive wronged
In dreams till my death
I will wonder on
In your house
I long to be
Room by room
Patiently
Ill wait for you there
Like a stone
Ill wait for you there
Alone
Alone

song performed by by Audioslave
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Song

I came to the door of the House of Love
And knocked as the starry night went by;
And my true love cried "Who knocks?" and I said
"It is I."

And Love looked down from a lattice above
Where the roses were dry as the lips of the dead:
"There is not room in the House of Love
For you both," he said.

I plucked a leaf from the porch and crept
Away through a desert of scoffs and scorns
To a lonely place where I prayed and wept
And wove me a crown of thorns.

I came once more to the House of Love
And knocked, ah, softly and wistfully,
And my true love cried "Who knocks?" and I said
"None now but thee."

And the great doors opened wide apart
And a voice rang out from a glory of light,
"Make room, make room for a faithful heart
In the House of Love, to-night."

poem by Alfred Noyes
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One Night

The room was penurious and common,
Hidden over a disreputable tavern,
The alley could be seen from the window,
Unclean and narrow. From below
Came the voices of a few workmen
Who were playing cards and having a good time.

There on the vulgar on the humble bed
I had the body of love, I had the lips,
The sensuous, the rosy lips of wine,
Rosy with such a wine, that even now
Here as I write, after so many years,
In my solitary house, I am drunk again.

poem by Constantine P. Cavafy
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The Allegory Of The Cycle Of Doors

and so there is this door that appears before you
and you open it
and then when you enter the room
another door appears
this is the cycle of doors that keep on appearing and you
keep on opening
but the room still appears from a distance
always distant
from your eager feet to enter
you say to enter the room i must please the door
but the room moves away just the same
and the door tells you
to keep the room
you have to burn it and when the room is burned
the door finally disappears
and then both the door and the room shall tell you
now be happy
for you now have a house of your own

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Your Body Is A Wonderland

We got the afternoon
You got this room for two
One thing I've left to do
Discover me
Discovering you

One mile to every inch of
Your skin like porcelain
One pair of candy lips and
Your bubblegum tongue

And if you want love
We'll make it
Swim in a deep sea of blankets
Take all your big plans
And break 'em
This is bound to be a while

Your body Is a wonderland
Your body is a wonder (I'll use my hands)
Your body Is a wonderland

Something 'bout the way your hair falls in your face
I love the shape you take when crawling towards the pillowcase
You tell me where to go and
Though I might leave to find it
I'll never let your head hit the bed
Without my hand behind it

you want love?
We'll make it
Swim in a deep sea of blankets
Take all your big plans
And break 'em
This is bound to be a while

Your body Is a wonderland
Your body is a wonder (I'll use my hands)
Your body Is a wonderland

Damn baby
You frustrate me
I know you're mine all mine all mine
But you look so good it hurts sometimes

Your body Is a wonderland
Your body is a wonder (I'll use my hands)
Your body Is a wonderland
Your body is a wonderland

song performed by by John Mayer from Room For Squares
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When I Was A Young Girl

Sebastian mure
When I was a young girl I used to see pleasure
When I was a young girl I used to drink ale
Right out of the ale house and into the jail house
Right out of the bar room and down to my grave
Come mama come papa sit you beside me
Come mama come papa and pity my case
My poor heart is aching my heart it is breaking
My body salve-aided and Im bound to die
Go send for the preacher to come and pray for me
Go send for the doctor to heal up my
My poor heart is aching my heart it is breaking
My body salve-aided and hell is my home
I want three young ladies to bear up my coffin
I want three young ladies to take me along
I want them to carry a bunch of wild roses
To put on my body as I pass along
One morning one morning in may
One morning one morning in may
I spy this young lady all clad in white linnen
All clad in white linnen cold as a clay
When I was a young girl I used to see pleasure
When I was a young girl I used to drink ale
Right out of the bar room
Right out of the ale house and into the jail house
Right out of the bar room down to my grave

song performed by by Nina Simone
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Illusion As Cure

what i saw was an illusion
of love, my thighs are cold
longing for
a temporary sun
that can give it heat
for a while
and survive this

loneliness of the flesh
that thwarts what is real
this

longing that forever detaches
me from
what i could have been

a calm pond
a determined river
a still tree
a star unmoved by the wind
and shining
in the depths of unfathomable darkness

there is always a way to dislodge
what poisons my being
and this is where the illusion of images come
and i embrace them
make love to each color and scent
sway with its form
and obey the commands of those curves
and softness

it is only momentary
when i am lost
takes a very shallow moment
when i am in
a trance

i come back again
to the touch of my own hands
like waking up and
looking around the room
feeling anew to the colors and thickness of the drapes
the softness of the green carpet
where i lay
my exhausted body

it is nighttime still when i open the window
the city lights glow
i am speaking silently
to the mouth of my body

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Making Love Inside A Dream

when i go to bed tonight
my arms will be empty

i will be sad like a broken beam
no one repairs me

no one comes to this room to bring
a torch to put the curtains on fire

there is no delight on coldness of
the floors as though there is death on every footstep
that i make

i cannot be defeated
my empty arms shall be filled with my own body

i shall kiss my hands
like they are ten lips in all

i shall perspire like a candle
burning my own light

and then i shall sleep and travel another journey
towards that wish to be with you again

you are there softly treading upon a grass
i shall be there touching your body with my hands

we shall make love
we have no names.

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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The Shining Path

let your body sing
let your body sing
let your body sing of love
let the new day bring
let the new day bring
let the new day bring with love
and all that's not enough for us
to stay warm
to stay warm
to stay warm
don't say it's all but over
don't say they've pinned your shoulders down
i've been laughing hard from coming right around
and everything is as we always planned
a world of hurt that couldn't stop our dance
may the time of light and loving take a chance
the small things that you need
one could not run
let your body sing
let your body sing
let your body sing
let your children dream
let your children dream
their words come apart in my hands with love
and all that's enough for us
to stay warm
to stay warm
to stay warm
my day will come
my day will come around
my day will come
my day will come around
my day will come
my day will come
my day will come
with a turn around to be warm
my day will come
my day will come around
my day will come
with a turn around
as i turn around to be warm

song performed by by Zwan
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Alone On A Stormy Night

flashes of lightning
roaring thunder
heavy rains and
flooded highways

the street lights are off.
there is total darkness
the strong straight light of the car
guides me towards home.

i park the car beside the
the house. I get out and
open the front door.
winds blowing stronger
the veranda is drenched
the gutter with leaves
overflows with water.

i open the door of my room.
undress myself and wipe my body.
i am dry. Silent. Uncomplaining.

i am finally alone.
I decided not to argue. Not to think.
Relax. Sleep. Dream.
Too much reason, too many arguments
When what i need is only this pillow
This blanket,

A window closed. A safe house.
A glass of water perhaps. But later.

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Take me to the Heaven's,

Take me to the Heaven's,
Take me to the Heaven's,
That I may regard all Living as a Moment of Love,
Iam taking this House for Glory,
In all Regards,
I take Heaven in my Father's House,
The Shelter is that Dwelling Place,
That I hold no Room for any Conjectures,
Let my Place be a Holy Dwelling,
Let me be free all again,
That I may find Forgiveness in that House.

poem by Abdul Karim
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Heaven

Everynight I go to sleep, youre there baby inside my head
Whats the secret that you keep
Its not fair baby, I toss in bed
One night I had the strangest dream
Dreamt I made love to you
You better believe it, it felt so real
Spent the night in the sea of love
Its crazy the attraction that I feel, now baby
It hit like a heart attack, I feel in my soul
But the trains running off the track and I cant get control
Sleepwalking in the house of love
I heard saint peter was calling
As I was making love to you
Dreamed that Id died and gone to heaven
I woke up in your arms
Dreamed that I died and gone to heaven
Nothing now will ever be the same
Saint peter call me back again
Take me there baby, you got me good
I want to hear his choir of angels sing
I say a prayer baby, I knock on wood
That every night I wake up restless from the heat
You got to believe I never had such a physical dream baby
Its built on sacred ground, your image in my head
So I lay my body down on the alter of my bed
I wait in the house of love and hope for sleep to come calling
So Ill be making love to you
Dreamed that Id died and gone to heaven
I woke up in your arms
Dreamed that I died and gone to heaven
Nothing now will ever be the same
Dreamed Id died and gone to heaven
Dreamed my life was through
Dreamed Id died and gone to heaven, woke in love with you
It hit like a heart attack, it came from out of nowhere
But the trains running off the track on a fragile wing and a prayer
Sleepwalking in the house of love I heard saint peter was calling
As I was making love to you

song performed by by Rick Springfield
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Trerrest

Trerrest was
Waiting
My bed room...

He was having
No gun
No kinfe
No bom....

The trerrest was
Comming my
Bed room...
To the windo;

Near my side
Come and sit
On my body...
To bite and drink
My blood...

I was angry
My hands hit
The trerrest but
He was run away....

Some more trerrest
Wating for my room
The trerrest is...
Yes, MOSQUITO's

You also meet
The trerrest
Every day at night
Are day....
Bath room are
Bed room...! ! ! !

poem by Otteri Selvakumar
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Complicated

I know
You want something
Complicated.
You move heaven and earth
To get what you want
A body, a room, a set of eyes
Wanting to write
Your name there-
Then the body
Grips your neck,
The room imprisons you
And the set of eyes
Stares at you,
Now they demand
Something that you dislike
You begin to hide
And wear disguises
You fold your arms
And they ache
You hold your feet
And you begin to
Feel the numbness
Of things that you said
You love to hold to keep
You remember some dreams
They had all been there
In silence
You mention some names
You face some faces
But they do not
Recognize you anymore

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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in this house of mine
there are many rooms and windows and stairs
you are invited
to take your rest and mind each piece
of myself
displayed and open for view
and even for touch
and even
for your tasting
not even for a moment but for a long time
for as long as all these shall last

but there is one door that you cannot open
one window that is closed
one room which is dark

there is nothing there except my secret longing
no one opens it for no one can
no one sees what is inside it for no one can

there is this fruit in my tree of paradise
that you cannot taste
and touch
and even see

it is only for me and i do not really like it.

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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The unromantic me

You called me unromantic
but
perhaps I am a coward.
Tangled in the web of tradition and religion
love seems to intimidate me.
My education instil in me
a sense of shame
to admit even at the recess of my mind
my longing for you.

I can not risk being called brazen.
Still
you ignite in me
the age old fire of passion,
make me burn in its flame.
But my education tells me
how wrong I am
to want you, more so
wanting to hold you in my arms.

I opened the window of my room,
let in the chilly air of the wintry night
and freeze the fire in me.
A shiver run down my spine.
I am cold, chilled to the bone
the fire all ashes now.

My cold lips long to suck your sweetness
my heart moans for the warmth of your arms.
The body a creeper now
seeks to entwine you.

poem by Aimanu Begum
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A House Is Not A Home

(burt bacharach / hal david)
A chair is still a chair
Even though theres no-one sitting there
But a chair is not a house
And a house is not a home
When theres no-one there to hold you tight
And no-one there you can kiss goodnight
A room is still a room
Even though theres nothing there but gloom
But a room is not a house
And a house is not a home
When the two of us are far apart
And one of us has a broken heart
Now and then I call your name
And suddenly your voice appears
But its just a crazy game
When it ends, it ends in tears
Darling, have a heart
Dont let one mistake keep us apart
Im not meant to live alone
Turn this house into a home
When I climb the stairs
And turn the key
Oh, please be there
Still in love with me
Im not meant to live alone
Turn this house into a home
When I climb the stairs
And turn the key
Oh, please be there
Still in love with me

song performed by by Dusty Springfield
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Nobody Wants To Be Lonely (solo Version)

featuring Christina Aguilera
Ricky:
Why, why, why
Christina:
Oh ooh ohh
Ricky:
There you are, in a darkened room
And you're all alone, looking out the window
Your heart is cold and lost the will to love
Like a broken arrow
Here I stand in the shadows
Christina:
In the shadows
Ricky:
Come to come, come to me
Both:
Can't you see that
Nobody wants to be lonely
Nobody wants to cry
My body's longing to hold you
So bad it hurts inside
Time is precious and it's slipping away
And I've been waiting for you all of my life (ohh)
Nobody wants to be lonely
So why (why), why don't you let me love you
Why (ooh ohh yeah), why (oh why), why
Christina:
Ooh ooh, yeah
Can you hear my voice, do you hear my song
It's a seranade, so your heart can find me, ohh
And suddenly you're flying down the stairs
Into my arms, baby, ohh
Ricky:
Before I start going crazy
Christina:
Going crazy, ohh
Ricky:
Run to me
Christina:
Run to me
Both:
Cause I'm dying...
Nobody wants to be lonely
Nobody wants to cry (don't wanna cry)
My body's longing to hold you (I'm longing to hold you)
So bad it hurts inside
Time is precious and it's slipping away
And I've been waiting for you all of my life (ohh)
Nobody wants to be lonely
So why
Christina:
Why, why don't you let me love you
Ricky:
I wanna feel you need me
Christina:
Feel you need me
Ricky:
Just like the air you're breathing
Christina:
Breathing, I need you here in my life
Both:
Don't walk away, don't walk away
Don't walk alway, don't walk away
No, no, no, no...
Nobody wants to be lonely
Nobody wants to cry...yeah yeah
Nobody wants to be lonely (yeah ohh ooh)
Nobody wants to cry (nobody wants to cry)
My body's longing to hold you (is longing to hold you)
So bad it hurts inside (hurts inside)
Time is precious and it's slipping away
And I've been waiting for you all of my life (ohh)
Nobody wants to be lonely
So why (why), why don't you let me love you
Let me love you...
Nobody wants to be lonely
Nobody wants to cry (nobody wants to cry...)
My body's longing to hold you (I'm longing to hold you)
So bad it hurts inside (so hurt inside)
Time is precious and it's slipping away
And I've been waiting for you all of my life
Nobody wants to be lonely
So why (why), why don't you let me love you
Why (why), let me love you
Why don't you let me love you
Why, love you, let me love you
Why (why)

song performed by by Ricky Martin
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