Foreplay much matters [adults only]
Wave her hair, hold her head, pinch her nose
And press her hands. She is excited.
Lick her neck, kiss her cheeks, pinch the ears, Circle the navel and press the thighs and the belly.
She is aroused.
Lock her lips with yours, knead the breasts, Bite the nipples, lick the armpits
Circle the clitoris. She is charged.
Do cunnilingus. She is burning.
Enter her, toss her till she falls flat..
She will be yours years.
03.05.2012
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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How Delicious
how delicious can you get
when you get naked before me
how delirious can i get
when i touch your body
when i kiss your lips
when your hands hold my hair
when you lick my nipples
when you sleep with me
you give me wings to fly
and yet i stay beside you
on top of you
how blissful this moment
how ecstasy takes my soul
how short, how time can get too short
like my bending knees
like my grasp of you
like my sighs so incomplete
inside your breasts.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Fairy Revels
Pinch him, pinch him, black and blue,
Saucy mortals must not view
What the queen of stars is doing,
Nor pry into our fairy wooing.
Pinch him blue-
And pinch him black-
Let him not lack
Sharp nails to pinch him blue and red,
Till sleep has rocked his addlehead.
For the trespass he hath done,
Spots o'er all his flesh shall run.
Kiss Endymion, kiss his eyes,
Then to our midnight heidegye
To A Child Embracing His Mother
Love thy mother, little one!
Kiss and clasp her neck again,—
Hereafter she may have a son
Will kiss and clasp her neck in vain.
Love thy mother, little one!
Gaze upon her living eyes,
And mirror back her love for thee,—
Hereafter thou mayst shudder sighs
To meet them when they cannot see.
Gaze upon her living eyes!
Press her lips the while they glow
With love that they have often told,—
Hereafter thou mayst press in woe,
And kiss them till thine own are cold.
Press her lips the while they glow!
Oh, revere her raven hair!
Although it be not silver-gray;
Too early Death, led on by Care,
May snatch save one dear lock away.
Oh, revere her raven hair!
Pray for her at eve and morn,
That Heaven may long the stroke defer,—
For thou mayst live the hour forlorn
When thou wilt ask to die with her.
Pray for her at eve and morn!
poem by Thomas Hood
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What You Get Is a Pinch to Feel
I'm here to bite not to lick.
Or to soothe blemished egos.
I'm not one to sit and kiss a bruise.
Nor spread honey,
On an attacking wolfe's lips.
What you get is a pinch to feel.
I will not keep things deluded,
For your appeal.
I wish to keep things real.
It makes life more appreciated.
And to leave the deceit of thieves...
To plot their misdeeds,
Upon minds fantasized about 'their' realities!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Earth Pressed Flat
Detroit, l.a.,boston, san francisco,
First time over the ocean on a plane
A billion stars below me lay,
Circle slowly jfk,
So much there to see inside of a week
They came looking for something new
Try to press it flat inside of a few days
Old dominion saturday, arlingtons eternal flame
Sunday tour niagara falls in the mist.
Monday Ill be heading south
New orleans the cajun sound
Tuesdays tupelo elviss home . . .
Try to press it flat inside of a few days
What a wonderful stay,
On a mule grand canyon ride on wednesday,
Hope to get to denver in a day friday
Ride to washington, in the glacial mountain sun
Hop a train for canada to the east
They came looking for something new
Try to press it flat inside of a few days
What a wonderful stay.
song performed by by 10000 Maniacs
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The Earth Pressed Flat
Detroit, L.A.,Boston, San Francisco,
first time over the ocean on a plane
a billion stars below me lay,
circle slowly JFK,
so much there to see inside of a week
they came looking for something new
try to press it flat inside of a few days
Old Dominion Saturday, Arlingtons eternal flame
Sunday tour Niagara Falls in the mist.
Monday Ill be heading south
New Orleans the Cajun sound
Tuesdays Tupelo Elviss home . . .
try to press it flat inside of a few days
what a wonderful stay,
on a mule Grand Canyon ride on Wednesday,
hope to get to Denver in a day Friday
ride to Washington, in the glacial mountain sun
hop a train for Canada to the east
they came looking for something new
try to press it flat inside of a few days
what a wonderful stay.
song performed by by 10000 Maniacs
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Kiss – all the bliss
I long for a tryst
To have a heart-full talk,
That you should hatch.
Else, will loosen my stalk.
I long for a scan
Of your face and eyes,
That you should own.
Else, rests not my vibes.
I long for a touch
And a press of your palm,
For that you should stretch.
Else, my palms get spasm.
I long for a hold,
A hold of your lean arm,
That you don’t withhold.
Else, I am out of form.
I long for a breath
On your nape and hairs,
That you better bequeath.
Else, it sends me to despair.
I long for a brush,
A mild one, of your lobe,
That you better slight.
Else, abate not my throbs.
I long for a pinch,
A pinch of your stern nose,
That you don’t retrench.
Else, my nerves go tense.
I long for a lift,
A lift of your blunt chin,
That you cannot but accept.
Else, my heart gets pain.
I long for a kiss,
A kiss on your lower lip,
That now you can’t dismiss.
Else, my soul would slip.
I long for your head
To lean on my breast,
That you no need to dread.
There lies your abode of rest.
I long for this unison,
For me, a heavenly mission,
That you can commission.
Else, I am lost in omission.
Bring out the supremacy
That runs in your blood,
To draw me in intimacy.
There lies unfelt ecstasy.
Mere lips bring orgasm
If love is in blossom.
Empty you of fear.
Incomes all the cheer.
11.06.99
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Supremacy is the beauty
Chubby lips, plump cheeks, massive breasts, fleshy buttocks,
Blunt nose, hairy skin, coarse hair and black eyes
Are the features the Dravidians inherited from the Negros.
Thin lips, flat cheeks, rounded breasts, slated buttocks,
Long nose, pale skin, silky hair and brown eyes
Are the features Aryan inherited from the White race.
Aryans are held beautiful by their cultural supremacy.
30.11.2000, Pmdi
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Origami Master
My soul's a sheet
of flat paper,
unfolded and featureless
until your hands press
and pinch, crease
my stubborn fears
to your desire.
You know what fills
my nascent core
and never give me up
but with your strength
to fine edge crease
and make of me at last
angel's wings.
poem by Steven Federle
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Nakama 仲 間
Nakama, what a word!
So many meanings
big difference it makes
of good and bad
it's all that it takes
to feel acceptance.
The unconditionally
friendly feel of peace
when enter into:
own circle
family circle
neighbours circle
work circle
nature circle
earth circle
universe circle
am I a part of them?
If yes, then
there's the biggest
source
of happiness:
a bow: -Arigatou,
nakama desu.
poem by Elena Sandu
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Scene One
i am seated on a chair
naked and you kneel before me
naked
you lick my in between
and suck it
i close my eyes
imagining the bursting
of another universe
you stand
and kiss me
you lick my lips
as i hold your body
the center of my
new world
we are in this
act of creation
like God.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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A Hindu woman beauty
Translucent neck, crescent forehead,
Bow like eyebrow, doe’s eyes,
Hilly cheeks, cherry lips,
Beaky nose, milky teeth,
With back dropp of cloudy hair
Provide a countenance. It strikes.
Snake-gourd arms, tulip palm,
Snaky fingers, eggi nails,
Dicot branching breasts
Decking out like cashew apples,
Banyan leaf like belly
Provide a profile. It hooks.
Boat like beam, banana stem thighs,
Pomegranate open fruit in between,
Crane legs and the feet
As tapering as the bud of banana
Inflorescence,
Provide a receptacle. It arreats.
Then a woman has no need
To be adorned and ornamented,
To catch hold of a king.
24.12.2000, Pmdi
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Contentment In Humidity (Velvet Girl)
In my bedroom soaking up the heat,
Swelteringly sweet in love’s velvet sheet,
Peachy sweat stroked skin my body’s only wear,
But I’m also draped in my girl’s love share,
Breath does rise and fall,
Stolen kiss does then call,
First planted on luscious lips,
Long tongues touch in tangles and clips,
Then her neck is to be love bitten,
For my mouth is certainly smitten,
Before slightly blushed cheeks,
Result from pecked chest peaks,
Silken sinuous epidermal slide,
To bellybutton my lissom lips glide,
Tantalising tummy tingling stomach smacker,
Followed by muffled hairline lick lacquer,
Causes such fevered cries,
And soft elongated sighs,
Womanly flavour savoured in sapidity,
Complete contentment in humidity,
Embodied in love’s smouldering clinch,
Never to be stirred by dreamesque pinch.
poem by Dale Mullock
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Tantalizing
I have seen that her eyes are sharp.
Her eyes are sharp and attentive
But still I dare not encounter them.
They hold my head captive.
I have seen that her nose is stern.
Her nose is stern and aiming
But still that nose I cannot pinch.
It torments my eyes, straining.
I found that her lips are of flesh.
Her lips are fleshy and amorous
But still the very lips I cannot caress.
They render my lips nervous.
I like her face being slim and slender.
Her face is slim and passionate
But still I cannot claim that of her.
It keeps my brain desolate.
I wonder how nimble her limbs are.
Her limbs are nimble and at hand
But still to touch them I don’t dare.
They set my belly to grind.
I understand that her vibes is strong.
Her vibes is strong and resonant
But still me she chose to tantalize.
She left my soul poignant.
Total reticence from her
Might have been better
Rather than raising hope
And then belying it.
05.05.99
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Lip Lock Rock
Alright
You look at me, the world in your eyes
You say like my style
Oh yeah
You keep hopin' till I make my move
You resist and give me that smile
Oh yeah
I just want a little kiss
But you keep on playin' those nasty little tricks
I'm longing of a - (...just another kiss)
I want a lip lock rock
Lip lock rock
Lip lock rock
Lip lock rock
Whoa
You make a man so frustrated
You got my head buried in a hole
Oh no
Just tease me 'till I'm crazy
I'm runnin' out of control
I just want a little kiss
But you keep on playin' those nasty little tricks
I'm not gonna bite, I - (...just want a little kiss)
I want a lip lock rock
Lip lock rock
Lip lock rock
Lip lock rock
Whoa
Lip lock
Lip lock
Lip lock
Lip lock
Lip lock
Rock
Lip lock rock
Lip lock rock
Whoa
Lip lock rock
Lip lock rock
Oh whoa
Lip lock rock
Lip lock rock
Lip lock rock
Lip lock rock
Lip lock rock
Lip lock rock
Lip lock rock
Lip lock rock
Give it to me
Lip lock rock
Lip lock rock
song performed by by Alice In Chains
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Lick My Lips
lick my lips im fading
lick my lips im fading
lick my lips im fading slowly fading into you
and keep on stop your waiting
keep on stop your waiting
dont you keep on waiting cause im walking away from you
well, we could all change
but i know that you will never change
you shut up the night and when the light hits
you talk to me
i was never so amazed
it was such a mutual craze
between you and me and me and you
lick my lips im fading
lick my lips im fading
lick my lips im fading slowly fading into you
and keep on stop your waiting keep on stop your waiting
dont you keep on waiting cause im walking away from you
you could never walk away from me
dance around but never be
you know you are the one who knows that
laugh out loud so here it goes
i was never so amazed
it was such a mutual craze between you and me and me and you
lick my lips im fading
lick my lips im fading
lick my lips im fading slowly fading into you
and keep on stop your waiting
keep on stop your waiting dont you keep on waiting cause im walking away from you
song performed by by Howie Day
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Lick It Up
Dont wanna wait til you know me better
Lets just be glad for the time together
Lifes such a treat and its time you taste it
There aint a reason on earth to waste it
It aint a crime to be good to yourself
Chorus:
Lick it up, lick it up, its only right now
Lick it up, lick it up, ooh yeah
Lick it up, lick it up, come on, come on
Lick it up, lick it up
Dont need to wait for an invitation
You gotta live like youre on vacation
Theres something sweet you cant buy with money - lick it up, lick it up
Its all you need, so believe me honey
It aint a crime to be good to yourelf
Chorus
Come on - its only right now (its only right now)
Ooh yeah (ooh yeah) ooh yeah (ooh yeah), yeah yeah
Chorus repeats out
song performed by by Kiss
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The kind of the first one.
It is only her second trip.
A mother of teenage girls,
Dwarf, fat, homely and expressive,
She talked the business,
And later hinted her interest in me.
Fully charged, I drew her near.
Pinch and press were admitted.
She left her contact number.
I marveled at me narcissistically
Chandrica is a windfall.
03.05.2002,
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Sneak a Little Lick
Don't...just...
Fuzzy up and cuddle on a peach.
Or sneak up peeping,
When you should be eating!
Every single piece of it!
You can...
Leap up and down behind the scenes.
Screaming about your future,
And...
Destiny!
But don't...
Sneak a little lick,
Then leave.
Don't you,
Sneak a little lick,
Then leave!
Don't,
Sneak a little lick.
Sneak a little lick.
Sneak a little lick,
Then leave!
Leap up and down behind the scenes.
Screaming about your future,
And destiny!
If that's your wish...
To pick it up to ditch!
But,
Don't you...
Sneak a little lick,
Then leave.
Don't you,
Sneak a little lick,
Then leave!
Don't,
Sneak a little lick.
Sneak a little lick.
Sneak a little lick,
Then leave!
Don't...just...
Fuzzy up and cuddle on a peach.
Or sneak up peeping,
When you should be eating!
Don't you...
Sneak a little lick,
Then leave.
Don't you...
Sneak a little lick,
Then leave!
Don't,
Sneak a little lick.
Sneak a little lick.
Sneak a little lick,
Then leave!
Leap up and down,
If that's your wish.
But that peach found,
Might be your gift.
So pick it up and eat it!
Don't you...
Sneak a little lick,
Then leave.
Don't you...
Sneak a little lick,
Then leave!
Don't,
Sneak a little lick.
Sneak a little lick.
Sneak a little lick,
Then leave!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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The Poet As A Pornographer
without the contours of the body
where shall the poet be?
without the feel of the palms
skimming through breasts and thighs
where can his poems be?
he cannot live on those clouds alone
he has no words that must dwell in air
his rhyme and rhythm are on their prime
on the hips and legs
that which lies between and not beyond
creates the meaning of his lines
the hair and nose and tender loins
the lips and tongue and cheeks
the poet takes some flowers and smell them
but with her something crawls in his head forever
do not judge him for he is happy and
he does not really care about what you say
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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