We Have The Key
the images
tickle the skin around
my thighs
and they always
keep telling me
my name
and then i look
at them
and they look at me
and without
even the sign
of my finger
we simply understand
we belong here
we are happy with each other
this place has a name
but we are the only ones
who can utter it
we have the code
and you shall not see
the key
that opens the door
to our freedom
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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As I Am Telling You My Friend
i sit here.
not surprised for those who
come uninvited and even for those
who know how to say
the word hello
not hurt for those who leave
without saying goodbye
like a revolving door
i see those who come and go
simply like the images of light
and shadows
like a rainbow that i see and
pointed with my finger
for the little brother to see
and then gone
like a dew like a gust of wind
just passing on the thin layer of
my skin
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Giving Love Its Due Freedom
seeing both of you
gives me that feeling
that i am not alone
that i have cut off
possibilities in me
and then i leave you both
in your sweetest moment together
as you close the door
against me
i go back to the place where
i belong
where i have grown trimmed
like a bonsai
i bow down to earth
humbly
acknowledging gratitude
i have nothing to curse
it is simply my own arms embracing my own body
my hands clasped as one
eyes closed in happy acceptance
i do not envy love
i always give it freedom.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Sweetest Sin
Can you imagine us,
Making love..
The way you would feel the first time that we touched,
Can you think of it..
The way I dream of it,
I want you to see like im seeing you..
It's a picture of perfection,
The vision of you and me..
Your lips upon my lips,
Can you just picture this..
Your finger tips on my finger tips,
Your skin upon my skin..
Would be the Sweetest Sin,
Would be the Sweetest Sin..
All night I lie awake,
Cause it's to much to take..
Dreamin' about the love that we could make..All day,
I think of scenes..
To get you next to me,
I want you so bad that I can barely breathe..
It's a sign of my obsession,
That I can't stop thinkin bout'
Your lips upon my lips,
Can you invision this..
Temptation that I could never resist,
Your skin upon my skin..
Would be the Sweetest Sin,
That would be the Sweetest Sin..
It would feel so good,
To be so bad..
You don't know how bad.. I want that,
I would do anything to feel your love..
Your lips upon my lips,
Can you just picture this..
Your finger tips on my finger tips,
Your skin upon my skin..
Would be the Sweetest Sin,
That Would be the Sweetest Sin..
Your lips upon my lips,
Can you invision this..
Temptation that I could never resist,
Your skin upon my skin..
Would be the Sweetest Sin,
Would be the Sweetest Sin..
Your lips upon my lips.. would be the Sweetest Sin
song performed by by Jessica Simpson
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THIS THING called discrimination
it is when you walk together
with someone you barely know
towards a place
where there is a door still closed
to open at 9 a.m.
and both of you wait
for the right hour
and then the right hour comes
and a strict lady opens the door
carries a folder and calls out a name
just her name
and she smiles at her
and she smiles at her too
and then she lets her in and
she looks at you
without any civility
and she closes the door and
you do not see anymore
what is going inside the room
something so private
the door tells you that
you feel the pain
and yet you are not leaving still
i am telling you
you're the craziest Asian that i have ever known
in this whole cruel white world.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Goodbye
Album: One-Armed Bandit
Track: 11
Here by I return your love
I just wonna give it back
I am fading
The silence can be beautiful but also very cold
But somewhere out there there's a place where I belong
Cause one thing I know
Somewhere out there there's a place where I belong
goodbye
But somewhere out there there's a place where I belong
goodbye
But somewhere out there there's a place where I belong
The choises can be hard to make
Is it luck or is it love
I am waiting
I'm waiting for the voice inside me to tell me what I'm not
But somewhere out there there's a place where I belong
Cause one thing I know
Somewhere out there there's a place where I belong
Goodbye
But somewhere out there there's a place where I belong
Goodbye
But somewhere out there there's a place where I belong
( x 2)
song performed by by Zornik
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You Belong To Me
Verse 1
Why'd you tell me this
Were you looking for my reaction
What do you need to know
Don't you know I'll always be your girl
You don't have to prove to me you're beautiful to strangers
I've got lovin' eyes, of my own...
Chorus
You belong to me
Tell her - tell her you were foolin'
(You belong to me)
You don't even know her
(You belong to me)
Tell her that I love you
(You belong to me...)
Verse 2
You belong to me
Can it be, honey, that you're not sure
You belong to me
Thought we'd closed the book and locked the door
You don't have to prove to me That you're beautiful to strangers
I've got loving eyes of my own (of my own...)
And I can tell - I can tell darling...
Tell her... tell her that I love you
Chorus 2
(You belong to me)
You belong... you belong... you belong to me
(You belong to me)
Tell her you were foolin'
(You belong to me)
Tell her she don't even know you
Chorus 3
Tell... her-tell her you were foolin'
(You belong to me)
I know you from a long time ago baby
(You belong to me)
Don't make me go to her house
(You belong to me)
You belong, you belong, you belong to me
Repeat to Fade
You belong to me...(You belong to me)
You belong to me...(You belong to me)
You belong to me...(You belong to me)
You belong to me...(You belong to me)...
song performed by by Jennifer Lopez
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Why Did God Close That Door?
He closed the door
and touches you but
you do not understand
why.
You silently cry.
He hears it.
You still do not understand
why that door is closed.
Until you find smoke
in the sky
Until you hear about
the dead people
in the room
Now you know why He kept
on closing the door
And here is one that He
opens for you
He says Welcome
This is the home reserved for you
Beloved.
Inside it is a garden
Flowers bloom
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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This Is Where I Belong
I cant think of a place Id rather be.
The whole wide world doesnt mean so much to me,
For this is where I belong,
This is where I belong.
Tell me now if you want me to stay.
It dont matter, cause Id stay here anyway.
For this is where I belong,
This is where I belong.
Well, I aint gonna wander,
Like the boy I used to know.
Hes a real unluckly fella,
And hes got no place to go.
I wont search for a house upon a hill.
Why should I when Id only miss you still,
For this is where I belong,
This is where I belong.
This is where I belong.
song performed by by Kinks
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About A Stone Without A Door
you are telling me about a stone
who refuses to admit anyone simply
because it has no door, no room and no space
for someone like you,
you who does not even know what knowing someone
really means. you ask the stone for a space and it says no
and you tell the stone that it has a space
where the leaf and a dropp of water live
the stone says no, and you insist because of the state you are in
you are dying and you need a place
perhaps a burial space where you may finally lay yourself
to rest, but the stone still says no, telling you that it has
no feelings that for centuries it has always been its nature
stony, stony silence, stony stares, unfeeling, that in its
house of stone, there exists no word for sympathy
that it is simply living up to the demands of its true nature
its tradition, and you finally understand, yet somehow you
tell the stone about what it does not know
inside it there is this leaf with dew, there is dropp of water
coming from the rain, that until now it has not fully known,
that inside its stony silence, there is still this song
that it has a heart that it keeps denying.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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you are telling me about a stone
who refuses to admit anyone simply
because it has no door, no room and no space
for someone like you,
you who does not even know what knowing someone
really means. you ask the stone for a space and it says no
and you tell the stone that it has a space
where the leaf and a dropp of water live
the stone says no, and you insist because of the state you are in
you are dying and you need a place
perhaps a burial space where you may finally lay yourself
to rest, but the stone still says no, telling you that it has
no feelings that for centuries it has always been its nature
stony, stony silence, stony stares, unfeeling, that in its
house of stone, there exists no word for sympathy
that it is simply living up to the demands of its true nature
its tradition, and you finally understand, yet somehow you
tell the stone about what it does not know
inside it there is this leaf with dew, there is dropp of water
coming from the rain, that until now it has not fully known,
that inside its stony silence, there is still this song
that it has a heart that it keeps denying.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Summer Son
Im tired of telling the story
Tired of telling it your way
Yeh I know what I saw
I know that I found the floor
Before you take my heart, reconsider
Before you take my heart, reconsider
Ive opened the door
Ive opened the door
Here comes the summers son
He burns my skin
I ache again
Im over you
I thought I had a dream to hold
Maybe that has gone
Your hands reach out and touch me still
But this feels so wrong
Before you take my heart, reconsider
Before you take my heart, reconsider
Ive opened the door
Ive opened the door
Here comes the summers son
He burns my skin
I ache again
Im over you
Before you take my heart, reconsider
Before you take my heart, reconsider
Ive opened the door
Ive opened the door
Here comes the summers son
He burns my skin
I ache again
Im over you
Here comes the winters rain
To cleanse my skin
I wake again
Im over you
Here comes the summers son
He burns my skin
I ache again
Im over you
Here comes the winters rain
To cleanse my skin
I wake again
Im over you
Im over you
song performed by by Texas
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Summer Son
Im tired of telling the story
Tired of telling it your way
Yeh I know what I saw
I know that I found the floor
Before you take my heart, reconsider
Before you take my heart, reconsider
Ive opened the door
Ive opened the door
Here comes the summers son
He burns my skin
I ache again
Im over you
I thought I had a dream to hold
Maybe that has gone
Your hands reach out and touch me still
But this feels so wrong
Before you take my heart, reconsider
Before you take my heart, reconsider
Ive opened the door
Ive opened the door
Here comes the summers son
He burns my skin
I ache again
Im over you
Before you take my heart, reconsider
Before you take my heart, reconsider
Ive opened the door
Ive opened the door
Here comes the summers son
He burns my skin
I ache again
Im over you
Here comes the winters rain
To cleanse my skin
I wake again
Im over you
Here comes the summers son
He burns my skin
I ache again
Im over you
Here comes the winters rain
To cleanse my skin
I wake again
Im over you
Im over you
song performed by by Texas
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Come Back To Me
Do not be slighted,
Lust, return to me
when i am strong again
when my skin feels
the tickle and the rub
Do not be shy
Come to my bed again
For my sheets are warm
My pillow dreamy.
Come back to me
AT night when i am alone again
Caressing my body
In sin
Sensual pleasures
Come and feel the dryness of my
Thighs
The blessings of my arms
The tenderness of my heart
For now I welcome all these
I am alive
I am hungry and thirsty
For Love.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Sensuality
Do not be slighted,
Lust, return to me
when i am strong again
when my skin feels
the tickle and the rub
Do not be shy
Come to my bed again
For my sheets are warm
My pillow dreamy.
Come back to me
AT night when i am alone again
Caressing my body
In sin
Sensual pleasures
Come and feel the dryness of my
Thighs
The blessings of my arms
The tenderness of my heart
For now I welcome all these
I am alive
I am hungry and thirsty
For Love.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Ickle Me, Pickle Me, Tickle Me Too
Ickle Me, Pickle Me, Tickle Me too,
Went for a ride in a flying shoe,
'Hooray!'
'What fun!'
'It's time we flew!'
Said Ickle Me, Pickle Me, Tickle Me too.
Ickle was captain, Pickle was crew,
And Tickle served coffee and mulligan stew
As higher
And higher
And higher they flew,
Ickle Me, Pickle Me, Tickle Me too.
Ickle Me, Pickle Me, Tickle Me too,
Over the sun and beyond the blue. '
Hold on!'
'Stay in!'
'I hope we do!'
Cried Ickle Me, Pickle Me, Tickle Me too.
Ickle Me, Pickle Me, Tickle Me too
Never returned to the world they knew,
And nobody
knows what's
happened to
Dear Ickle Me, Pickle Me, Tickle Me too.
poem by Sheldon Allan Silverstein
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Love Subsists on Lust...
Love Subsists on Lust
Like an animal, sensing your smell,
I skin sift your approach.
A concussion of air;
A draft that draws us close.
Eyes widening, my ears prick up
At your hand on the door,
Your foot in the jamb.
And as your lips purse to utter my name,
I place a finger to your mouth...
Swallowing the vowels between us,
We grow in the silence,
Like a faith;
And through such suffering, learn of love.
And, thus, love subsists on lust.
Copyright ©2007 John Thomas Tansey
poem by John Tansey
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Freedom 90
I wont let you down
I will not give you up
Gotta have some faith in the sound
Its the one good thing that Ive got
I wont let you down
So please dont give me up
Because I would really, really love to stick around
Heaven knows I was just a young boy
Didnt know what I wanted to be
I was every little hungry schoolgirls pride and joy
And I guess it was enough for me
To win the race? a prettier face!
Brand new clothes and a big fat place
On your rock and roll tv
But today the way I play the game is not the same
No way
Think Im gonna get me some happy
I think theres something you should know
I think its time I told you so
Theres something deep inside of me
Theres someone else Ive got to be
Take back your picture in a frame
Take back your singing in the rain
I just hope you understand
Sometimes the clothes do not make the man
Chorus
All we have to do now
Is take these lies and make them true somehow
All we have to see
Is that I dont belong to you
And you dont belong to me
Freedom
Youve gotta give for what you take
Freedom
Youve gotta give for what you take
Heaven knows we sure had some fun boy
What a kick just a buddy and me
We had every big-shot goodtime band on the run boy
We were living in a fantasy
We won the race
Got out of the place
I went back home got a brand new face
For the boys on mtv
But today the way I play the game has got to change
Oh yeah
Now Im gonna get myself happy
I think theres somethig youshould know
I think its time I stopped the show
Theres something deep inside of me
Theres someone I forgot to be
Take back your picture in a frame
Take back your singing in the rain
I just hope you understand
Sometimes the clothes do not make the man
Chorus
Well it looks like the road to heaven
But it feels like the road to hell
When I knew which side my bread was buttered
I took the knife as well
Posing for another picture
Everybodys got to sell
But when you shake your ass
They notice fast
And some mistakes were build to last
Thats what you get
I say thats what you get
Thats what you get for changing your mind
And after all this time
I just hope you understand
Sometimes the clothes do not make the man
Ill hold on to my freedom
May not be what you want from me
Just the way its got to be
Lose the face now
Ive got to live
song performed by by George Michael
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Have A Happy
(words & music by weisman - kaye - fuller)
Now once it was told to me
Were born with a magic key
It opens the door to miracles of spring
It takes you to wishing wells
To ice cream and carousels
And yet this magic key wont unlock a thing
Unless you have a happy, ya have a happy
Have a happy, warm smiling face
I start believin, in believin
Let your address, be sunshine place
Theres love and theres joy Im told
Much more than your heart can hold
Its there like the ring you would grab
On a merry-go-round
The world isnt half as gray
With friends on a rainy day
But people keep away, when you wear a frown
Unless you have a happy, ya have a happy
Have a happy, warm smiling face
I start believin, in believin
Let your address, be sunshine place
Let your address, be sunshine place
Let your address... be sunshine place
song performed by by Elvis Presley
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Put The Finger On You
I put the finger on you
My hands all out of control
I cant stop it getting down on you
Its moving on its own accord
Yes, Ive got fire in my finger tips
Radiating onto you
I cant control it, cant even hold it
Its knocking on your door
And you know what its for
Chorus:
I put the finger right on you
I put the finger right on you
You put your finger on me too
Then I put the finger, I put the finger
Yeah I put the finger, I put the finger
I put the finger on you for sure
Its the key to unlocking your door, dont you know
Ive broken through your security
My hands aint tied no more, you better watch out
I cant control it, cant even hold it
Speaking up for pleasure
You can feel it on your ankle
Feel it on your knee
Feel it on your thigh
Can you feel me?
Chorus
I cant control it, cant even hold it
Sneaking up on your front door
You can feel it on your ankle
Feel it on your knee
Feel it on your thigh
Can you feel me?
Put it - right on you
Ill do it if you want me to
Can I put it?
I put the finger on you
I hit the spot
song performed by by AC-DC
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Code Of Love
He put so much into her life
She took so much out of his
It was a crucial assignment
No-one ever asked for this.
It was a little confusing
He thought he knew what to do
But now theyre walking in silence
Little girl, and soldier blue
Well she wrote you a song saying that she approved
But you didnt understand
And when love comes along its just a catcher in the rye
Its hard to make those long term plans.
Well its the code of love
You dont understand her.
Well its the code of love
You could never ask for more.
They made a certain agreement
Hes bound to do what hes told
He ran back home with the message
Screwed up in a pocket cold.
She sat at home with her reason
A sour note and a tear
But love comes home for the season
Breaking down the walls of fears.
Well its the code of love
You dont understand her.
Well its the code of love
You could never ask for more.
song performed by by Spandau Ballet
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