The Kiss: A Dialogue
1 Among thy fancies, tell me this,
What is the thing we call a kiss?
2 I shall resolve ye what it is:--
It is a creature born and bred
Between the lips, all cherry-red,
By love and warm desires fed,--
CHOR. And makes more soft the bridal bed.
2 It is an active flame, that flies
First to the babies of the eyes,
And charms them there with lullabies,--
CHOR. And stills the bride, too, when she cries.
2 Then to the chin, the cheek, the ear,
It frisks and flies, now here, now there:
'Tis now far off, and then 'tis near,--
CHOR. And here, and there, and every where.
1 Has it a speaking virtue? 2 Yes.
1 How speaks it, say? 2 Do you but this,--
Part your join'd lips, then speaks your kiss;
CHOR. And this Love's sweetest language is.
1 Has it a body? 2 Ay, and wings,
With thousand rare encolourings;
And as it flies, it gently sings--
CHOR. Love honey yields, but never stings.
poem by Robert Herrick
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Lay It Down
Ruby red... her lips were on fire
A do me with a kiss if you please
Tell me what'chor sweetheart desires
Tell me how you want it to be
'Cause if it's love you want
Then you won't mind a little tenderness
That sometimes is so hard to find
(Lay it down)
Lay it down
Make it alright
(Lay it down)
Lay it down
I'll hold you so tight
(Lay it down)
Oh... before the morning light
It's gonna be alright
Oh... lay it down
Come and lay it down tonight
Tell me how you feel when we make love
Tell me is it real or just make believe
You will never know what'chor made of
'Til you open up your heart to receive
'Cause if the love you got that same old crime
We're talkin' tenderness that's so hard to find
And I'm gettin' behind you
(Lay it down)
Lay it down
Make it alright
(Lay it down)
A lay it down
I'll hold you so tight
(Lay it down)
Yeah... before the morning light
It's gonna be alright
Oh... lay it down
Come and lay it down tonight
Do you remember them times talkin' in your sleep
With a pocket full'a rubbers you never could keep
From your best friends lover you dreamt about then
When you pullin' up the covers the voices in your head
Say if you want it bad
Don't ever let it slip away
'Cause if it's love you want and tenderness... yeah
(Lay it down)
Lay it down
Make it alright
(Lay it down)
Lay it down
I'll hold you so tight
(Lay it down)
Oh... before the morning light
It's gonna be alright
Oh... lay it down
Gonna lay it down tonight
Gonna come around tonight
You gotta lay it down
song performed by by Aerosmith
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I'm Ready
Well I\'m ready... ready as anybody can be
I am ready... a ready as anybody can be
I\'m ready for you
I hope you ready for me
Got an out of town pistol with the graveyard frame
It shoots tombstone bullets... wit da ball and chain
I\'m drinkin\' TNT... and smokin\' dynamite
I hope some schoolboy pick a fight
\'Cause I\'m ready... ready as anybody can be
Well I\'m ready for you... I hope you ready for me
Now listen...
All you pretty little chicks with\'chor curly hair
Know you feel like I ain\'t nowhere
But stop what\'chor doin\' honey... come over here
I\'ll prove it to ya baby that I ain\'t no square
\'Cause I\'m ready... ready as anybody can be
Now I\'m ready for you... I hope you ready for me
Look out...
Look out...
Well I been drinkin\' gin like never before
I\'m feelin\' so good... honey that\'s for sure
One more drink... honey I wish you would
Take a whole lotta lovin\' to make me feel good
\'Cause I\'m ready... ready as anybody can be
Well I\'m ready for you... I hope you ready for...
A ready for...
A ready for...
Well I\'m ready for...
Oh baby...
You know I\'m ready for you
song performed by by Aerosmith
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Bonie Peggy Alison
Tune - "The Braes o' Balquhidder."
Chor. - And I'll kiss thee yet, yet,
And I'll kiss thee o'er again:
And I'll kiss thee yet, yet,
My bonie Peggy Alison.
Ilk care and fear, when thou art near
I evermair defy them, O!
Young kings upon their hansel throne
Are no sae blest as I am, O!
And I'll kiss thee yet, yet, &c.
When in my arms, wi' a' thy charms,
I clasp my countless treasure, O!
I seek nae mair o' Heaven to share
Than sic a moment's pleasure, O!
And I'll kiss thee yet, yet, &c.
And by thy een sae bonie blue,
I swear I'm thine for ever, O!
And on thy lips I seal my vow,
And break it shall I never, O!
And I'll kiss thee yet, yet, &c.
poem by Robert Burns
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The Widows' Tears; Or, Dirge Of Dorcas
Come pity us, all ye who see
Our harps hung on the willow-tree;
Come pity us, ye passers-by,
Who see or hear poor widows' cry;
Come pity us, and bring your ears
And eyes to pity widows' tears.
CHOR. And when you are come hither,
Then we will keep
A fast, and weep
Our eyes out all together,
For Tabitha; who dead lies here,
Clean wash'd, and laid out for the bier.
O modest matrons, weep and wail!
For now the corn and wine must fail;
The basket and the bin of bread,
Wherewith so many souls were fed,
CHOR. Stand empty here for ever;
And ah! the poor,
At thy worn door,
Shall be relieved never.
Woe worth the time, woe worth the day,
That reft us of thee, Tabitha!
For we have lost, with thee, the meal,
The bits, the morsels, and the deal
Of gentle paste and yielding dough,
That thou on widows did bestow.
CHOR. All's gone, and death hath taken
Away from us
Our maundy; thus
Thy widows stand forsaken.
Ah, Dorcas, Dorcas! now adieu
We bid the cruise and pannier too;
Ay, and the flesh, for and the fish,
Doled to us in that lordly dish.
We take our leaves now of the loom
From whence the housewives' cloth did come;
CHOR. The web affords now nothing;
Thou being dead,
The worsted thread
Is cut, that made us clothing.
Farewell the flax and reaming wool,
With which thy house was plentiful;
Farewell the coats, the garments, and
The sheets, the rugs, made by thy hand;
Farewell thy fire and thy light,
That ne'er went out by day or night:--
CHOR. No, or thy zeal so speedy,
That found a way,
By peep of day,
To feed and clothe the needy.
But ah, alas! the almond-bough
And olive-branch is wither'd now;
The wine-press now is ta'en from us,
The saffron and the calamus;
The spice and spikenard hence is gone,
The storax and the cinnamon;
CHOR. The carol of our gladness
Has taken wing;
And our late spring
Of mirth is turn'd to sadness.
How wise wast thou in all thy ways!
How worthy of respect and praise!
How matron-like didst thou go drest!
How soberly above the rest
Of those that prank it with their plumes,
And jet it with their choice perfumes!
CHOR. Thy vestures were not flowing;
Nor did the street
Accuse thy feet
Of mincing in their going.
And though thou here liest dead, we see
A deal of beauty yet in thee.
How sweetly shews thy smiling face,
Thy lips with all diffused grace!
Thy hands, though cold, yet spotless, white,
And comely as the chrysolite.
CHOR. Thy belly like a hill is,
Or as a neat
Clean heap of wheat,
All set about with lilies.
Sleep with thy beauties here, while we
Will shew these garments made by thee;
These were the coats; in these are read
The monuments of Dorcas dead:
These were thy acts, and thou shalt have
These hung as honours o'er thy grave:--
CHOR. And after us, distressed,
Should fame be dumb,
Thy very tomb
Would cry out, Thou art blessed.
poem by Robert Herrick
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Til J. P. E. Hartmann den 14de Mai
Chor
Maimaaned pynter med Grønt vore Skove,
Sangeren fødes, ja, det er en Fest!
„Flyv Fugl, flyv over Furresøens Vove!"
Syng Du med os, Du synger dog bedst.
Flammen i Øiet er vore Kjerter,
Guldet vi bringe er kun en Sang,
Men den er født i svulmende Hjerter,
Mere end Guldet er Hjerternes Klang!
Vexelsang med Chor
Du skildred' os Jennaros dybe Sjæl,
Hvad Broderhjertet føle kan og lide,
Du med Corsarerne en stormfuld Qvel
Lod os paa høie Tonebølger ride.
Hvad Bonden følte ved Kong Fredriks Grav,
Hvad en Skjærsommer-Nat ved Gurre vækker,
Du os i sikkre Tone-Omrids gav!
Recitativ
Dyb Sørgemarschen lød, de Dødes Rækker
Gik med bag Baaren op af Kirkens Gang,
Da dybt for Kunstens Heros Orglet klang!
Qvartet
Et Hav af Toner med din Sjæl blev født,
Det svulmer høitidsfuldt, det smelter sødt.
Chor
Vi skue op til Dig i Toners Rige
Vi slutte os til Dig ved Hjertets Slag,
Du blev ved Viv og Børn den Lykkelige,
Som ved din Kunst! — Hver Dag er Festens Dag!
poem by Hans Christian Andersen
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Kisses For You...
I once heard these words in a song;
'You must remember this...a kiss is
just a kiss...a sigh is just a sigh, ' etc.
With you...nothing...nothing, could be
further from the truth.
Your kiss, is a ride among the stars,
a shower of moon beams and a
sailboat ride, in the Garden Of Eden.
Kissing you...is an out of body experience,
a transport to paradise and a creation
of ultimate passion and joy.
Kissing, every part of who you are, is
truly a banquet of love.
Let me feast of your love and of your lips,
for I am in love with you. Let me always
kiss your mouth...eyes...all of you.
Let us ride the feathers of angels, through
starlit nights-holding...kissing, for now...
and evermore.
Your kiss...touch...embrace, has captured
my heart...my very soul.
I send you this kiss...for the lips
I can not do without.
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each day I live.
A day without your kiss, is as a day
without sunshine. Just the thought
of you, gladdens my heart.
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FOR ALL THAT YOU DO.
WHY DO I LOVE YOU?
BECAUSE...YOU ARE YOU.
YOU ARE MY WORLD. MY LOVE.
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Banquet Of Love
I once heard these words in a song;
'You must remember this...a kiss is
just a kiss...a sigh is just a sigh, ' etc.
With you...nothing...nothing, could be
further from the truth.
Your kiss, is a ride among the stars,
a shower of moon beams and a
sailboat ride, in the Garden Of Eden.
Kissing you...is an out of body experience,
a transport to paradise and a creation
of ultimate passion and joy.
Kissing, every part of who you are, is
truly a banquet of love.
Let me feast of your love and of your lips,
for I am in love with you. Let me always
kiss your mouth...eyes...all of you.
Let us ride the feathers of angels, through
starlit nights-holding...kissing, for now...
and evermore.
Your kiss...touch...embrace, has captured
my heart...my very soul.
I send you this kiss...for the lips
I can not do without.
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life worthwhile. Has given meaning, to
each day I live.
A day without your kiss, is as a day
without sunshine. Just the thought
of you, gladdens my heart.
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ONE LAST KISS, FOR ALL THAT YOU ARE.
FOR ALL THAT YOU DO.
WHY DO I LOVE YOU?
BECAUSE...YOU ARE YOU.
YOU ARE MY WORLD. MY LOVE.
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Eyesight To The Blind
Well well well well...
You were talkin\' bout\'chor woman
I wish to God that\'choo could see mine
You were talkin\' bout\'chor woman
I wish to God honey... that\'choo could see mine
Every time that little girl start to loving... she bring eyesight to the blind
Lord... her daddy musta been a millionaire... \'cause I can tell by the way she walk
Her daddy musta been a millionaire... \'cause I can tell by the way she walk
Every time she start loving... the deaf and dumb begin to talk
Yeah... you know what they say
I remember one Friday morning
We was lying down across your bed
Man in the bathroom was dying... eyes were sad and I stroked his head
And I said... Lordy... ain\'t she pertty... and the whole state knows shes fine... yeah
And every every every time she start to loving... she bring eyesight to the blind
What a woman I got here
Lean on me baby... lean on me
Oh...
Yes... I declare she pretty and the whole state knows she\'s fine
Man... I declare she pretty... Lordy Lordy I declare she\'s fine
Every every every every time she starts to loving... she bring eyesight to the blind
song performed by by Aerosmith
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Razorblade Kiss
I taste death in every kiss we share
Every sundown seems to be the last we have
Your breath on my skin has the scent of our end
Im drunk on your tears, baby, cant you see its hurting
Mmhhh mmmhhhh
Every time we touch we get closer to heaven
And at every sunrise our sins are forgiven
Uh.uh
You on my skin this must be the end
The only way you can love me is to hurt me again
And again
And again
And again
Your love is a razorblade kiss
Sweetest is the taste from your lips
Your love is a razorblade kiss
Sweetest is the taste from your lips
Oh the taste from your lips, my darling
Taste from your lips, oh my love
Only inside Im free
Im tired of waiting
Youve got to let me dream
Inside you baby
Im not afraid to feel
I want you to love me
Cause you are the one
Cause you are the one
Cause you are the one
Your love is a razorblade kiss
Sweetest is the taste from your lips
Your love is a razorblade kiss
Sweetest is the taste from your lips
Your love is a razorblade kiss
Sweetest is the taste from your lips
Your love is a razorblade kiss
Sweetest is the taste from your lips
song performed by by H.i.m. (his Infernal Majesty)
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Razorblade Kiss
I taste death in every kiss we share
Every sundown seems to be the last we have
Your breath on my skin has the scent of our end
I'm drunk on your tears, baby, can't you see it's hurting
Mmhhh mmmhhhh
Every time we touch we get closer to heaven
And at every sunrise our sins are forgiven
Uh.uh
You on my skin this must be the end
The only way you can love me is to hurt me again
And again
And again
And again
Your love is a razorblade kiss
Sweetest is the taste from your lips
Your love is a razorblade kiss
Sweetest is the taste from your lips
Oh the taste from your lips, my darling
Taste from your lips, oh my love
Only inside i'm free
I'm tired of waiting
You've got to let me dream
Inside you baby
I'm not afraid to feel
I want you to love me
Cause you are the one
Cause you are the one
Cause you are the one
Your love is a razorblade kiss
Sweetest is the taste from your lips
Your love is a razorblade kiss
Sweetest is the taste from your lips
Your love is a razorblade kiss
Sweetest is the taste from your lips
Your love is a razorblade kiss
Sweetest is the taste from your lips
song performed by by H.I.M.
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J. Baggesen
Hen ad den nøgne Kyst de Bølger trille,
Forstaaer Du Vandrer deres dybe Chor:
Der var en Tid, Corsøer var meget lille,
Men Baggesen blev født, og den blev stor."
poem by Hans Christian Andersen
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Just Kiss Me Again
Please kiss me again,
Your lips are soft,
Like angel wings,
But when you leave me I die,
Pull me close to you again,
And kiss me softly,
With your passionate lips,
That left me breathless again,
My cheeks get hot,
And my heart seems to flutter,
When your lips meet mine,
I just seem to go under,
Just kiss me again,
If you love me you would,
Just kiss me and I will be fine,
I will never die, if you just kiss me again,
Embrace me,
I don't need you inside me,
Just to know you love me,
All I need to know that is when you kiss me,
Just kiss me pleas,
I love you,
Just kiss me,
I will never hurt,
I just need your lips on mine once again! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! !
Gurre
Hvor Nilen vander Ægypterens Jord
I Africas brændende Lande,
Der mødtes to Fugle, de kom fra Nord,
De talte om Danmarks Strande:
„O husker du Sjølund, den deilige Ø,
Hvor de vilde Skovduer kurre,
De duftende Bøge, den stille Sø,
Husker du Gurre?"
— „Ja, der har jeg bygget en Sommerdag,"
Saa talte den lille Svale,
„Jeg havde min Rede ved Bondens Tag,
Jeg hørte ham synge og tale.
Jeg troer der er skjønnest i Danmark!"
Chor
Jeg troer der er skjønnest i Danmark!
Eccho
— skjønnest i Danmark!
Ved Gurre-Sø laae Kong Valdemars Borg,
Den saae ham med Tovelille;
Den kjendte hans Lykke, den kjendte hans Sorg,
— Ak Trøstens Harper hang stille;
Hans Glæde blev skrinlagt bag Kirkens Muur,
Hvor de vilde Skovduer kurre.
— Om Tovelille sang Guds Natur
Deiligst i Gurre!
Der havde de vandret hver lønlig Sti,
Naturen blev her til hende;
Han kunde ei gaae en Blomst forbi,
Den sagde: „Kan Du mig kjende?"
Jeg troer der er skjønnest i Danmark!
Chor
Jeg troer der er skjønnest i Danmark!
Eccho
— skjønnest i Danmark!
Ved Gurre-Sø holdt Kong Valdemar Jagt,
Smukt Hornet lød gjennem Skoven,
Den stod i sin rigeste Sommerpragt,
Og Stjerner funkled' foroven;
Da raabte Kongen saa lystelig,
Hvor de vilde Skovduer kurre:
„Lad Gud beholde sit Himmerig,
Har jeg kun Gurre!"
— Det er saa deiligt en Sommerdag,
Men deiligst i Nattens Stille,
Naar Stjernerne blinke og Droslens Slag
Fortæller om Tovelille.
Jeg troer der er skjønnest i Danmark!
Chor
Jeg troer der er skjønnest i Danmark!
Eccho
— skjønnest i Danmark!
poem by Hans Christian Andersen
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Kiss kiss and kiss
Kiss kiss kiss me again*
Afterwards kiss kiss kiss my thoughts*
Then kiss kiss kiss my spirit*
Still kiss kiss kiss my shadow*
Don't forget to kiss kiss kiss my hair*
Repeated again kiss kiss kiss my face*
I'wanted to be kiss kiss kiss by you my brow*
Don't forget to kiss kiss kiss my cheek*
Afterwards kiss kiss kiss ears and my nose*
I'will like if being kiss kiss kiss by you my heart*
More kiss kiss kiss my lips*
Don't forget kiss kiss kiss with the love*
Repeated still kiss kiss kiss in the hope that we *
I'wanted to be kiss kiss kiss by you before i'slept*
I'hoped was kiss kiss kiss by you when i'opened the eyes and got up from my dream*
I'will like if being kiss kiss kiss by you my wish*
Don't forget kiss kiss kiss with your loyalty*
Kiss kiss kiss was our prayer together in the love*
G(-_-) (-_-) D
Kiss Me, Kiss You
Kiss me, I know you want to
Kiss you, because I want to
Lips soft like butter
When you kiss me it makes my heart flutter
Kiss you, makes my heart sing
Kiss me, I hear the bells ring
With this love, it's not a thing
Holding me back
Do you feel me quiver?
Do you feel me shiver?
I don't need to have you
Inside of me to feel love
Kiss me, passion as our lips meet
Passion as we feel the heat
Kiss me, I want to feel free
Kiss you, come closer come and see
Love to most is the same
But with us our lips is the game
poem by Raesheka Antwine
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Th. Thaarup
Hvor Rugen groer,
Hvor Bøge skygge,
Hvor danske Hjerter bygge,
Din Sangfugl evig boer:
Den synger glad sit Stykke:
Den danske Bondes Lykke
Og dine Psalme-Chor.
poem by Hans Christian Andersen
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That Kiss
That kiss that makes your knee's weak
That kiss that makes you want to freak
That kiss which no one could regret
have you ever had that feeling where you
don't know if that guy is the guy until
you had that kiss?
That kiss that makes you miss him already
That kiss that no matter what you do,
you can't feel steady.
That kiss that just isn't kidding
That is the kiss my heart is feeding
Have you ever felt that feeling
of compassionate, soft lips touching you
gently and it all just feels right
That kiss of Continuance
That kiss of Love
That kiss of a gentleman's
That kiss of affection
That kiss that only one person can make me feel
could it be?
could you really be that Kiss?
poem by Nicole Joubert
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Let`s be kissed...
Let`s be kissed...
kiss me..
kiss me wherever and whenever we are alone...
kiss me...
the only thing i want to feel is you...
kiss me...
kiss and let me feel your heart through your lips...
kiss me...
the only one who knows the right places is you...
kiss me...
your touch only which excites me...
kiss me...
your lips are the sweetest thing i`ve ever felt...
kiss me...
just when you do the world fades away...
kiss me...
nothing can rest me only your lips when mixed up with me...
kiss me...
your kisses and you lips will never be forgotten...
kiss me and be here always with me...
kiss me..
would you please give what i`ve asked you for? ...
please...
kiss me, lets fire this world...
poem by Hazem Al Jaber
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Soul-kiss
I want to kiss your stubbled chin
I want to kiss your neck
I want to kiss the jagged scar on your chest
I want to kiss your head
I want to kiss your hair
The little of what's remaining there
I want to kiss your cheek
Your ear, your brow
I want to kiss you all over right now
I want to kiss your eyes
I want to kiss your lips
I want to kiss you everywhere you exist
I want to kiss your soul
If I can go that far
You can show me just how
Near the stars
And how much closer
Heaven
poem by Sonya Florentino
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Love Is Like A Butterfly
Love is like a butterfly
As soft and gentle as a sigh
The multicolored moods of love are like its satin wings
Love makes your heart feel strange inside
It flutters like soft wings in flight
Love is like a butterfly, a rare and gentle thing
I feel it when youre with me
It happens when you kiss me
That rare and gentle feeling that I feel inside
Your touch is soft and gentle
Your kiss is warm and tender
Whenever I am with you I think of butterflies
Love is like a butterfly
The multicolored moods of love are like its satin wings
Love makes your heart feel strange inside
It flutters like soft wings in flight
Love is like a butterfly, a rare and gentle thing
Your laughter brings me sunshine
Everyday is spring time
And I am only happy when you are by my side
How precious is this love we share
How very precious, sweet and rare
Together we belong like daffodils and butterflies
Love is like a butterfly
As soft and gentle as a sigh
The multicolored moods of love are like its satin wings
Love makes your heart feel strange inside
It flutters like soft wings in flight
Love is like a butterfly, a rare and gentle thing
Love is like a butterfly, a rare and gentle thing
song performed by by Dolly Parton
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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