No thirst is quenched for ever.
Eyes of man and woman put in
Connection the soul with the soul
Whilst saliva from lips to lips hasten the
Message, from pin to plug,
Embrace tightening the bodies to
Squeeze the sap, from stream to sea.
Unlocked, both return from the Heaven,
With the thirst for the next thrust.
30.01.2003
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Sensuous Lips (THE DEPTH OF MAN)
I kissed the most sensuous lips that I ever saw.
The most sensuous lips and I wanted more.
Her lips so soft, so gentle, so moist.
And the whispering of her voice.
Why is it that you love my lips so?
Is there something that I should know?
I said: when I kiss your lips I feel like
I am floating on air, and it relieves
All my worries and cares.
It puts me into a place I’ve never been before
And I’m wanting more and more.
It’s like taking a trip to the heavens above
And it shows me all your love.
Like a baby in the warmth of the mothers stomach
Safe and never rejected- but always protected.
How can a woman s lips put a mans soul on fire
And fill his heart with a burning desire?
How can her lips make you feel that you
Could move heaven and earth?
How can she show you what life is worth?
Her lips so gentle, so soft, so moist
So refreshing, so everlasting!
The taste of her lips like the taste of
The most desirable nectar on this earth
Filling my body and soul
Making me complete- making me whole.
Why do I love your lips so?
This is why!
And now you know.
poem by Louis Rams
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Hearts First Word. I.
To sweeten a swift minute so
With such rare fragrance of sweet speech,
And make the after hours go
In a blank yearning each on each ;
To drain the springs till they be dry,
And then in anguish thirst for drink ;
So but to glimpse her robe thirst I,
And my soul hungers and I sink.
There is no word that we have said
Whereby the lips and heart arc fire;
No look the linked glances read
That held the springs of deep desire.
And yet the sounds her glad lips gave
Are on my soul vibrating still ;
Her eyes that swept me as a wave
Shine my soul's worship to fulfil.
Her hair, her eyes, her throat and chin-
Sweet hair, sweet eyes, sweet throat, so sweet,
So fair because the ways of sin
Have never known her perfect feet-
By what far ways and marvellous
May I such lovely heaven reach ?
What dread, dark seas and perilous
Lie 'twist love's silence and love's speech?
poem by Isaac Rosenberg
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Benedictine
The Benedictine scents and stains
the languor of your pallid lips;
My kiss shall be a bee that sips
A fainting roseleaf flushed with rains.
I thirst, and yet my thirst increases
With draining deep and deeper kisses;
The odour of your breath releases
Desires that dream of deeper blisses.
And on my lips your lips now pressed
Cling moist and close; your lips begin
Devouringly to gather in
Your kisses that my lips possessed.
The odour of your breath releases
Wafts of intoxicating blisses;
Yet still my thirst of you increases,
I think beneath your thirsty kisses.
No kisses more, this perilous day,
Or tempting, tempt me not in vain:
This day I dare not taste again
Your lips that suck my soul away!
poem by Arthur Symons
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Chocolate Kisses - (by LionTamer)
How does a man quench the thirst for the women he loves?
He buys chocolate.
He sits by a park.
Closes his eyes and imagines what once was.
Lips entwined.
Thoughts entangled.
A heart broken and lives untangled.
He can feel the moistness
The softness of her lips.
He can imagine holding her
Her contour, her shape, her hips.
How long can he hold on to these memories?
Those eyes, that would peer into his soul.
Have closed and won't open, no more.
No words of comfort.
No sweet hello's, to great him,
when he awakens, from her embrace.
Worst, is that which he most misses.
There will be no more chocolate kisses.
poem by Lion Tamer
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More Strong Than Time
Since I have set my lips to your full cup, my sweet,
Since I my pallid face between your hands have laid,
Since I have known your soul, and all the bloom of it,
And all the perfume rare, now buried in the shade;
Since it was given to me to hear on happy while,
The words wherein your heart spoke all its mysteries,
Since I have seen you weep, and since I have seen you smile,
Your lips upon my lips, and your eyes upon my eyes;
Since I have known above my forehead glance and gleam,
A ray, a single ray, of your star, veiled always,
Since I have felt the fall, upon my lifetime's stream,
Of one rose petal plucked from the roses of your days;
I now am bold to say to the swift changing hours,
Pass, pass upon your way, for I grow never old,
Fleet to the dark abysm with all your fading flowers,
One rose that none may pluck, within my heart I hold.
Your flying wings may smite, but they can never spill
The cup fulfilled of love, from which my lips are wet;
My heart has far more fire than you can frost to chill,
My soul more love than you can make my soul forget
poem by Victor Hugo
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More Strong Than Time
Since I have set my lips to your full cup, my sweet,
Since I my pallid face between your hands have laid,
Since I have known your soul, and all the bloom of it,
And all the perfume rare, now buried in the shade;
Since it was given to me to hear on happy while,
The words wherein your heart spoke all its mysteries,
Since I have seen you weep, and since I have seen you smile,
Your lips upon my lips, and your eyes upon my eyes;
Since I have known above my forehead glance and gleam,
A ray, a single ray, of your star, veiled always,
Since I have felt the fall, upon my lifetime's stream,
Of one rose petal plucked from the roses of your days;
I now am bold to say to the swift changing hours,
Pass, pass upon your way, for I grow never old,
Fleet to the dark abysm with all your fading flowers,
One rose that none may pluck, within my heart I hold.
Your flying wings may smite, but they can never spill
The cup fulfilled of love, from which my lips are wet;
My heart has far more fire than you can frost to chill,
My soul more love than you can make my soul forget
poem by Victor Hugo
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If You Are My Food Spread On The Table
granting arguendo
my dear beautiful girl
that you are my food for dinner
what shall i take first?
your lips, oh, i love delicious lips
sweet lips, wet lips and tight lips, and
gripping lips to my lips
then your eyes
so i can enter your soul
these windows that cannot close
someone so lovely and loving you
as i try to be this air
invisible and yet so essential
to your being
i shall take every flesh in you
and every bone and every nerve
but there is one thing i shall not attempt to take
away from you
your heart, you may not tell me, but i know
it already belongs to someone else
in respect for true love
i shall leave it there
breathing, wishing, and still loving....
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Love Is The Message
Check on the sparks from the plug and,
Tell me what is going on in the air;
Open up your mind and,
Let the oil filter increase your lifespan.
Mechanisms to qualifications,
What have you to say?
Your words flow in the air like,
A midsummer's night love to my heart.
It is so easy to have money but,
It is not easy to have a talent;
All the same,
We can't have all that we want in this world.
I need to listen to your romantic words,
Like a sound maintenance to my soul;
It must have beenlove,
Something that i really care for;
So, do check up your heart's love and,
Do take me to the skies! !
Music can heal my soul like a love story,
So are the vital poems dear to my heart;
Love is the message and, the message is love;
I am not egoistic but what i know is,
I do love everybody on this earth.
So, to the woman i will marry in the furure,
I say love will find a way to meet you;
Check on the sparks from the plug and,
Tell me if you are the one for me.
Love is the message and, the message is love;
The love of my poems to take you to the heights!
True love is not a decision,
It either hits you or leaves you;
So, come closer to me and feel my taste.
I've got love for you,
I've got a peaceful world for you,
True love is the message that i bring to you;
So, wake uo on this love when it touches you.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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A Kiss
A kiss, your kiss
It was that which awoke me
To a world I’d forgotten
Long since had I chosen to escape
To a place of merry dreams
Long since had I left behind
My hope, my faith, reality
A torment has been imprinted
On my soul, my psyche
To have thought your lips
Not in speaking would move me
To awaken into this world
How could I thank you
Other than a kiss in return
To place my lips upon yours
In a lovers embrace
And in the full woken light
Look into your eyes
Only to fall in love
poem by Matthew Holloway
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If I Kiss You
Why waste your life for a long lost love?
Why waste your pretty smile -
even the spring upon the ancient skies
would never walk that mile.
Why waste your time remembering,
reviving what was past?
Why waste your pretty lips unkissed-
Can I kiss you then at last?
If I kiss you, would your eyes lose their coldness,
would your stone heart melt away?
If I kiss you with my soul upon my eager lips...
would I sweep your heart away?
If I touch your lips with my lips,
would you kiss me in return-
or tell me that there are no sparks
as stars don't give their own.
If I press your lips upon my own,
would you then forget his name?
Oh, why waste your life in nothing...
let me kiss you all my days!
poem by Jessel Jane Tevar
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You Smile
but your eyes are always made of sorrow
bathed in a tear guardian of my soul
take care I say it's ok
the lips away part goodbye
I'll be there you say closing me down
in an embrace
(what's in an embrace)
a wordless speechless frozen spleen
shall we remember that we have been
poem by Miroslava Odalovic
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It Is Too Wide And Huge
it is too huge and wide
and my arms cannot embrace it
my soul leaps my heart begins to have lips
to sing
my wings growing behind my shoulders
as though
i have become an angel
pure and ample
it is the world of my dreams
my tongue salivates
my hands tremble anticipating the fulfillment of desire
i close my eyes
and i become too near
unconfused
too sure of what i must become
a mountain beside the caressing winds
and clouds
and sun
too bright, too wide too huge
star unreachable but too gentle to my gaze
that is what is love all about
(how can i ever grasp its body, how can i ever restrain its soul?)
that is what is my love for you all about
my lips wet, my teeth gritting, my eyes limping
my groins grinding.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Shine On Me
do not mistake me
I held sweat water
to your lips gift cool
to quench thirst fever
burning in earth soul
drink or not as you choose
each day faith heart maker
reads my source soul sorrow
is mine heaven earth shaker
shines lamp I ever must follow
poem by Terence George Craddock
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People Are Left to Wonder
Never should one asked another,
To do a favor.
Without an intention,
To return the deed.
Many perceive they can ask for anything.
To believe they are entitled.
To then ignore,
What someone for them has done.
And people are left to wonder,
Why there are those exercising their right...
To roll their eyes accompanied by,
A tightening of jaws and cemented lips.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Looking at a Portrait
O why are there eyes like these,
That sparkle and dapple and tease,
So wide with the morning, so deep with the night,
Dancing and gleaming in passioned delight?
O why are there eyes like these?
O why are there lips like these?
Caressed by the southern breeze,
That beckon and call and hold a slave
All who therewith each soul-cry leave?
O why are there lips like these?
O why are there arms like these?
That crumple and crush as they please
A weak man's heart, and in their embrace
Bring a glow of red to a strong man's face?
O why are there arms like these?
poem by Joseph Seamon Cotter
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A Dream Lover
There are moments when I believe that you are real.
Yet all of me knows that you are just a dream.
The figment of a dreamers heart, bereft of love for so long.
A desperate longing of this lost and lonely soul.
Those wonderful times in my fantasy world.
When I can feel your soft touch stirring my emotions.
Your lips on my lips, your heart beating against mine.
Your hot breath on my skin, as we embrace as lovers do.
Then I open my eyes to gaze upon you, and there is no one there.
And when I realise you are not real, tears begin to fall from my eyes.
For once again my heart is empty, my soul is lonesome.
And I am left wanting for my dream to come true...
Spread the love... The peace will follow...
poem by Cosmic Dreamer
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Dream Lover...
There are moments when I believe that you are real.
Yet all of me knows that you are just a dream.
The figment of a dreamers heart, bereft of love for so long.
A desperate longing of this lost and lonely soul.
Those wonderful times in my fantasy world.
When I can feel your soft touch stirring my emotions.
Your lips on my lips, your heart beating against mine.
Your hot breath on my skin, as we embrace as lovers do.
Then I open my eyes to gaze upon you, and there is no one there.
And when I realise you are not real, tears begin to fall from my eyes.
For once again my heart is empty, my soul is lonesome.
And I am left wanting for my dream to come true...
Spread the love... The peace will follow...
poem by Cosmic Dreamer
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Ecstasy
Cover mine eyes, O my Love!
Mine eyes that are weary of bliss
As of light that is poignant and strong
O silence my lips with a kiss,
My lips that are weary of song!
Shelter my soul, O my love!
My soul is bent low with the pain
And the burden of love, like the grace
Of a flower that is smitten with rain:
O shelter my soul from thy face!
poem by Sarojini Naidu
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Heavy Connection
In the land of a thousand dances
I dance with you
I was out I was taking my chances
When dreams came true
When you came into my dream
Like from a whisper to a scream
And its a real heavy connection
Its just a real heavy connection
Its a real heavy connection
Lalalala......
I remember when I got your message in amsterdam
I was going through my letters
And found a picture-postcard of the reeperbahn
When you came into the room
Not too late and not too soon
And its a real heavy connection
And its a real heavy connection
And its a real heavy connection
Lalalala......
And you came into my dreams
From a whisper to a scream
And its a real heavy connection
And its a real heavy connection
Its just a real heavy connection
Lalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalala
And its a real heavy connection
And its a real heavy connection
And its a real heavy connection
Lalalala.....
Baby, baby, baby
I cant stop this rainbow
Touching my soul
I cant stop this rainbow
In my soul
Baby, baby, baby
Baby, baby, baby
Baby, baby, baby
Baby, baby, baby
Baby, baby, baby
song performed by by Van Morrison
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This is my body
This is my body that you see
It is beautiful carved by God’s hands
Smoothened by His breaths
You will love it and want to have it
To touch and caress
To be feasted upon by the hunger
Of your eyes and thirst of your lips
To be rubbed by the coldness of your body
Seeking the warmth of my flesh
This is my body that you will first see
But there is more in me than my body
This soul that seeks your soul
This beautiful soul that seeks the beauty of your soul
The hands of my spirit reaching out to your invisible hands
They have all for years been longing to clasp
My soul longing to be with your soul
So they can be together
To be fused with each other as one
To be happy and calm and perfect
To that final place where this body
Shies away because something more beautiful
Inside it shines and glows and becomes
So beautiful in all eternity
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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