Perusal
after a hard day
the day of the letters and convoluted thoughts
i glance upon the pages
of the virtues of
lust...smooth skins, beautiful lines
flowering into curves,
butts and in betweens shaved by the razor
of art, hairless
and so alluring to the hairs of my senses
my armpits giggling
my saliva excited so excited about what i can
touch in the mind of the
tired day...this is the start of selfish pleasure
so convenient
nothing to dress for
so cheap
after
it lulls me to sleep and dream
tomorrow i will be out again on a rough journey
after the pleasure
of my lone body.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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I Get Excited
(tennant/lowe)
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(excited)
(excited)
(excited excited excited excited)
(excited excited excited excited)
(i get excited)
(i get excited)
We're both in the gutter, that's no surprise
What does it matter, when i look in your eyes?
We've lost all our money, we're thrown out of bars
We're lying in the gutter, but we're looking at the stars
I get excited, you get excited too (excited) (i get excited)
I get excited, you get excited too (excited) (i get excited)
I hear the sound of the subway, the sigh of the heat
The click of the visitors' heels on the street
The rattle of the taxi, the scream of the cars
The clatter of the dustbin and the beat of my heart
I get excited, you get excited too (excited) (i get excited)
I get excited, you get excited too (excited) (i get excited)
I don't know why, i don't know why (i get excited)
I don't know why, i don't know why
(excited excited excited excited)
(excited excited excited excited)
You're in my soul
My body moves to your control
Baby, i've been thinking about you
All night long, and the neighbours are talking
I don't know why, i don't know why (excited) (i get excited)
I don't know why, i don't know why
(excited) (i get excited)
We're both in the gutter, that's no surprise
What does it matter, when i look in your eyes?
We've lost all our money, we're thrown out of bars
We're lying in the gutter, but we're looking at the stars
I get excited, you get excited too (excited) (i get excited)
I get excited, you get excited too (excited) (i get excited)
I don't know why, i don't know why (i get excited)
I don't know why, i don't know why
(excited excited excited excited)
(excited excited excited excited)
(ooooooooh)
I get excited, you get excited too (excited) (i get excited)
I get excited, you get excited too (excited) (i get excited)
I don't know why, i don't know why (i get excited)
I don't know why, i don't know why (i get excited)
I get excited, you get excited too
song performed by by Pet Shop Boys
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I Get So Excited
(ian hunter)
I hear a thousand drums a million miles away
I feel the wembley rock I get a buzz off a big parade
I get the music
Everywhere
Get off on the music
If this is the end there I dont care
I get so excited
So excited
Call me a fan thats just what I am
I said I i I i I get
So excited
So excited
My nerves are alive
I feel like a knife
I said I get so excited
I hear a choir singing way up above the sea
I feel the sound a-changing as the night rocks a spell on me
I get the music
Everywhere
Get off on the music
If this is the end there I dont care I get
So excited
So excited
Ill throw you a line come far behind
I said I i I i I get
So excited
So excited
Its happening so fast
And the drummers a blast
I said I get so excited
By your mind oh yeah oh yeah
Excited by your warmth oh yeah oh yeah
Excited by your body oh yeah oh yeah
Excited by your...
Ha ha ha ha
Oh yeah oh yeah oh yeah right! I get
So excited
So excited
Band on the run just for the fun
I said I i I i I get
So excited
So excited
It lasts and it lasts
Get up off your past
I said I i I i I i I get
So excited
So excited
Call me a fan thats just what I am
I said I i I i I i I get
So excited
So excited
My nerves are alive
I feel like a knife
I said I i I i
I I i i
(fade)
Hey hey!
song performed by by Ian Hunter
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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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Sins and pleasure
Pleasure of sins lures me to sin.
Sins of pleasure follow me in.
I sow sins to harvest pleasure
And sow pleasure to harvest sins.
Virtues might promise me pleasure
But it is sins that assure of it.
Sins are the food meant for senses.
Virtues are the food made of ego.
I do sins to derive pleasure
And then repent to cleanse my soul.
Virtues I stay with; sins I flirt with.
29.03.2007
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Ah, the Pleasure
Ah, the pleasure to sleep with your lover,
to feel body warmth,
soft gently breath of contented sleep,
comfort in a space shared,
an arm gently over your body,
a movement in sleep which leads to a cuddle or embrace,
perhaps even a sleepy kiss and to sleep again with your lover,
to know so much pleasure in time not concious to the woken mind,
to touch and feel safe,
to gently waken after sleeping with your lover,
Ah, the pleasure to sleep with your lover..............
This was my thoughts after a shared wonderful weekend with my lover.
poem by Linda Dyer
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Excited
Excited
Mean to me is
Ready to get something
I been waiting for
Like my permit or CD/DVD/Phone
Excited
Is one thing
I don't keep
Doing because
It's go to turn into bad luck
Excited
On the other hand
When I want something so bad it can happen
All I have to do is be patient and
It can be a good thing
Excited
Can mean so much
Like getting this feeling
When you are with someone you love so much
You just can't stop feeling like that
Excited
Is expressed on my face of how I
Feel right now
I just want to let it out and
Be crazy
Excited
poem by Christina Phan
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Excited
Ive had enough of watching everything you do
Its just too much, I feel Im going crazy over you
When you smile, Im burning with a hundred flames
Youre my dream, and you dont even know my name, yeah
Theres something about you, youve been on my mind
Oh I cant live without you, so now is the time to get
Excited, tonights the night, you know that im
Excited, tonights the night
Dont you know, ooh Im looking over your shoulder
Tell me now, exactly what you feel for me
Set me free, cant you see Im starting to smoulder
Im on fire, tell me that you feel the same, yeah
Im feeling a hunger, its starting to show
Oh I know youre the one, girl, so baby lets go and get
Excited, tonights the night, were gonna get
Excited, tonights the night, you got me
Excited, burning with desire, you know that im
Excited, yeah Im on fire, see me burn, yeah
(solo)
Im feeling a hunger, its starting to show
Yeah, I know youre the one, girl, so baby lets go and get
Excited, tonights the night, youd better get
Excited, ooh tonight, you get me
Excited, and nows the night, and im
Excited, you know Im right, lets get
Excited, lets get
Excited, and Im gonna set you in flight
song performed by by Bad Company
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What Happened
Words no longer come to me
As easily as they once use to.
I'm not sure if it's from a lack of passion,
Or from a life that's caused exhaustion...
Yes,
I'm tired.
I'll admit it to you today.
I feel as if I've lived so many lives..
And carried the weight of them all
In
This
one
little
Life.
No,
I'm not saying it should be easy.
But,
Why does it have to be so difficult?
I don't fit... it seems anywhere.
I can no longer be excited by
Or
About
Anything.
Is
This
really
living?
I like taking pleasure in the simple things
But, life has become so complicated.
I just want to put on a sun dress and
Run in the grass.
How strange...
I look in the mirror and no longer recognize
Who have I become?
What do I wish for?
Somewhere on this green patch
There has to be a small piece of untouched land
My solace
My freedom
My soul
Somewhere where I can forget
And
Start
Over.
Though,
I hear you can never really start over.
Where
do
I
go
then?
poem by Rabia Minhas
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Pedestrian Wolves
Raised by pedestrian wolves, out in the forest
Raised by pedestrian wolves, out in the forest
I was left to fend for myself
I was left in a basket, just like baby moses
To float down that muddy river
Protected by the stupid little fairies
I floated for nine days and nights
I floated for nine days and nights
till I came to the city
Bright lights and all the fine ladies
Come on out all you bright fine ladies
I like you just like you are,
And I love you, kind of,
Just like you are, and I love you
Like a sticky piece of cotton candy
In this bright red cotton candy, candy world
(chorus)
Im so excited , about the prospects of meeting with a
Stranger in an alley, Im so excited. I hope theyre rough, I hope their
Skin is tough like spanish leather
Cant wait until their dull, dead eyes meet mine
I cant wait until their dull, dead eyes meet mine
Raised by pedestrian wolves, out in the forest
Raised by suburban lions, out in the jungle
We really like to run in packs- and I like that
When we hunt, we all function with one mind
Our collective predications are as sharp as the
Razor in my pocket, and as dull as the ice
Melting slowly in my glass
My only love is the love of oblivion, in a dark room
With as couple of pedestrian wolves
So artfully backlit by a solitary candle
I take my pleasure in soft red clouds of desire
So funky in this unwashed bed for one with the soft red dreams of oblivion
(chorus)
Im so excited cause soon Ill hit the streets
I am the crown prince of pavement, Im so excited
Under the sheltering skin
Stretched out so pale and thin
There is an ocean of bright red liquid love
And that, my friend, is my favorite color
Raised by pedestrian wolves out in the forest
And I take my pleasure on a soft red cloud
And I take my pleasure in the monkeys bed
And the wolves still howl and the light still glowing red
And I take my pleasure in a blue steel cage
And I take my pleasure through the monkeys eye
And the wolves all howl while the world around me dies
(chorus)
Im so excited , about the prospects of meeting with a stranger
In an alley, Im so excited. I hope theyre rough, I hope their skin is tough
Like spanish leather
Raised by pedestrian wolves out in the forest
Raised by pedestrian wolves - out in the forest
I was left to fend for myself
I was left in as basket - just like baby moses
To float down that muddy river
Protected by all those stupid little fairies
I floated for nine days and nights til I came to the city
Bright lights and all the fine ladies
Come on out all you bright, fine ladies
I like you just like you are, and I love you, kind of,
Just like you are in this bright red cotton candy, candy world
Raised by pedestrian wolves...
song performed by by Oingo Boingo
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Mind, Heart, Body
When we met your body was the major attraction.
All my senses craved physical satisfaction.
Your eyes were penetrating and lips divine.
Your gestures were impressive on a frame so fine.
I longed to touch you, but that's when I went wrong.
I needed touch your mind, but I started too strong.
I was selfish and interested only in my own desire,
Not caring about knowing you or what you require.
As a result I had no hope from the very start…
Without knowing you, there wasn't a way to your heart.
Too late I know that it's first mind, heart… then body;
Not actions of a loser in love so selfish and shoddy.
poem by Gregory Huyette
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Fantasy IV
Pounce of nipple
Snatches,
Catches me off guard
Flounce and ripple
Thro' the breasts
Arrests
Landing hard,
I'm flung upon my back
To analyse the ceiling -
No appealing under stress
Now under dress -
Panties gone
And she upon
My countenance -
I rouse to bait
Her feminine way
Lead astray by
Aromatic warming
Of her womanhood,
I tune her body's
Resonance
Thro' eloquence of tongue -
Her shrieking
Highly strung
We up the play
Copyright © Mark R Slaughter 2012
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poem by Mark R Slaughter
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I Am Not Afraid Anymore In The Dark
yes, there is nothing to fear in darkness
nothing
is there anyway, nothing to feel in this emptiness emptying itself
like evaporating water into vapor
in space like a bag of dust spreading like feathers
in openness
you feel empty you feel the void wriggling inside your
guts
your mind floating so lightly like a dream in your sleep
like a mist
of the mountain
like a mist
of the green fields early morning
like a mist
floating in an open sea where a man paddles his life on his small wooden sail
be excited as i am excited about you
tipsy
in spirits of the red wine
and feeling so light so empty like a ray of light like a smoke rising from
a cigar
filling the room filling your chest
be excited as i am excited about you
emptying
like a window opening to the skies to see some shooting stars like eyes
gazing to an open ricefield
emptying wondering to so much wisdom now rushing back to you
like a door opening
for an incoming guest
like a crevice of your wall letting in a ray of light telling you
that morning with the sun
is coming
oh be excited as i am excited about you as i watch dawn turning into
day
oh, i am so happy seeing the void expanding
how much can you really hold on the next step after so much void?
oh i am so excited!
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Her Body Language is Possessive
Her body language is possessive,
as if the pleasure is aimed at herself
but still her passion is active
full of knowledge, pleasure and meaning
with the heat of her tongue, lips and mouth
that covers my whole body
everywhere over me
before she pulls me into her hot depths,
when I hear her breath quickening in passion,
when she stretches over me,
bending her body over mine
with her long hair covering my face
while she is flowering over me,
astounding me in long moments of pleasure.
poem by Gert Strydom
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As The Night Draws In
The night drew in, the moon lowered hiding from the world
Passion consumed with the lust of love
A night of power and joy
Pleasure and relief
Sensitive music and scented candles to set a mood
New sheets soon to be dirtied and defiled as pleasure consumes the conscious mind
Lips met one time, then twice and then more often as the night moved on
Heat of lust becoming apparent as the sweat started to flow
The act of sex upon them now
Who will take the lead?
Who will dominate and who will follow?
They knew soon enough as one of them proceeded to get on all fours
But before the act began a kiss short on sweet from his lips to his
The pleasure began, intense it began to come
Stereotypes and worries replaced by pleasure and lust
They're conscious minds giving away control
Time drew on and pleasure intensified
A climax was near
One man's love for another
The others lust for the man
The act of love and lust was almost over
The Climax had been delivered and enjoyed by both men
Upon they're dirty sheets they lay
Exhausted but happy of their night of joy
In love now they sleep
Ready soon for their next night of lust.
poem by Daniel Laurence
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Senses Working Overtime
Hey, hey,
The clouds are whey.
Theres straw for the donkeys,
And the innocents can all sleep safely,
All sleep safely.
My, my,
Sun is pie.
Theres fodder for the cannons,
And the guilty ones can all sleep safely,
All sleep safely.
And all the world is football-shaped
Its just for me to kick in space
And I can see, hear, smell, touch, taste
And Ive got one, two, three, four, five
Senses working overtime
Trying to take this all in.
Ive got one, two, three, four, five
Senses working overtime
Trying to taste the difference
tween a lemon and a lime
Pain and the pleasure
And the church bells softly chime.
Hey hey,
Night fights day.
Theres food for the thinkers,
And the innocents can all live slowly,
All live slowly.
My, my,
The sky will cry
Jewels for the thirsty,
And the guilty ones can all die slowly ,
All die slowly.
And all the world is biscuit-shaped,
Its just for me to feed my face,
And I can see, hear, smell, touch, taste,
And Ive got one, two, three, four, five,
Senses working overtime
Trying to take this all in.
Ive got one, two, three, four, five,
Senses working overtime
Trying to taste the difference,
tween a lemon and a lime,
Pain and the pleasure,
And the church bells softly chime,
And birds might fall from black skies,
And bullies might give you black eyes,
But to me its very, very beautiful
(englands glory!)
Beautiful
(a striking beauty!)
And all the world is football-shaped,
Its just for me to kick in space,
And I can see, hear, smell, touch, taste,
And Ive got one, two, three, four, five,
Senses working overtime
Trying to take this all in
Ive got one, two, three, four, five
Senses working overtime
Trying to tell the difference
tween the goods and grime
Turds and treasure
And theres one, two, three, four, five
Senses working overtime
Trying to take this all in
Ive got one, two, three, four, five
Senses working overtime
Trying to taste the difference
tween a lemon and a lime
Pain and the pleasure,
And the church bells softly chime.
song performed by by Xtc
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Senses Working Overtime
Hey, hey,
The clouds are whey.
Theres straw for the donkeys,
And the innocents can all sleep safely,
All sleep safely.
My, my,
Sun is pie.
Theres fodder for the cannons,
And the guilty ones can all sleep safely,
All sleep safely.
And all the world is football-shaped
Its just for me to kick in space
And I can see, hear, smell, touch, taste
And Ive got one, two, three, four, five
Senses working overtime
Trying to take this all in.
Ive got one, two, three, four, five
Senses working overtime
Trying to taste the difference
tween a lemon and a lime
Pain and the pleasure
And the church bells softly chime.
Hey hey,
Night fights day.
Theres food for the thinkers,
And the innocents can all live slowly,
All live slowly.
My, my,
The sky will cry
Jewels for the thirsty,
And the guilty ones can all die slowly ,
All die slowly.
And all the world is biscuit-shaped,
Its just for me to feed my face,
And I can see, hear, smell, touch, taste,
And Ive got one, two, three, four, five,
Senses working overtime
Trying to take this all in.
Ive got one, two, three, four, five,
Senses working overtime
Trying to taste the difference,
tween a lemon and a lime,
Pain and the pleasure,
And the church bells softly chime,
And birds might fall from black skies,
And bullies might give you black eyes,
But to me its very, very beautiful
(englands glory!)
Beautiful
(a striking beauty!)
And all the world is football-shaped,
Its just for me to kick in space,
And I can see, hear, smell, touch, taste,
And Ive got one, two, three, four, five,
Senses working overtime
Trying to take this all in
Ive got one, two, three, four, five
Senses working overtime
Trying to tell the difference
tween the goods and grime
Turds and treasure
And theres one, two, three, four, five
Senses working overtime
Trying to take this all in
Ive got one, two, three, four, five
Senses working overtime
Trying to taste the difference
tween a lemon and a lime
Pain and the pleasure,
And the church bells softly chime.
song performed by by Xtc
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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It Was Only Yesterday When I Said I Want Your Body
yesterday i may have been high with my
testosterone
i wanted your body to satisfy me
i was so hard on
myself demanding what may kill me
at the end,
but then i jacked off
then i turned weak and flaccid in my thoughts
the heat is over
and time to cool off from our senselessness
and hard
headedness our unreasonableness to the demands of the hard
flesh,
now i sit calm like a lotus pure around this mud
i take back my mind
i put my senses intact
i still need your love, your mind, your care, your thoughts,
and your body to just sit beside me
i do not have even the courage to touch you.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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It is love rather than sexual lust or unbridled sexuality if, in addition to the need or want involved, there is also some impulse to give pleasure to the persons thus loved and not merely to use them for our own selfish pleasure.
quote by Mortimer Adler
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The Allegory Of Pleasure...
there is more
to find in this mountain
the snails have not reached here
the birds are not telling the complete view
a vista of clouds
and little white houses beside a river
there is more on top of the trees
you have seen a lot
but there is nothing that can be touched
for the pleasure of the hands
so what is the use?
the feet are ready
and tomorrow is the final leaving
there is no regret
somehow he will try getting into the body of the cow
it will be nice there
there is more pleasure with the grass
and there is no moral
code to adopt
mud is still cooler for the body
dress is but a prison without a key
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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