Unzip
Loves just the gimmick
A mime or a mimic
That makes sex seem respectable
Make you feel more than a dream holding me
Holding me, holding me, holding me
Lips that seem so kissable
Unpermissible unzippable unzip!
Why take pleasure in censorship
Unzip! unzip! unzip!
Shes vegetarian except when it comes
To sex
Hes strictly ad lib
Except when he consults the text
Lips that seem so kissable
Unpermissible unzippable unzip!
Youre just the captain of a sinking ship
Unzip! unzip! unzip!
Lips that seem so kissable
Unpermissable unzippable unzip!
You shoulda let your snarl, slip
Unzip! unzip! unzip!
song performed by by Abc
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Related quotes
Unzip
Unzip!
What? ;)
No, not
That ;)
Babe!
Unzip
Your
Thoughts
For me :)
I fancy
Your mind
More than
Your body ;)
poem by Aparna Chatterjee
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Crazy
not sayin'
not charmed at all
not sayin'
that you weren't worth
the fall
and i was alone when
i knew it was real
down the canyon
when i knew i had come
to the line
through the dawn
to the light
to the turn
when you said
you could drive
all night
drive all night
so i let crazy
take a spin
then i let crazy
settle in
kicked off my shoes
shut reason out
he said "first let's just
unzip your religion
down"
found that i
i craved at all
saw me melt
into your
native shelter
where you carved my
name
paper tigers scare
and came
alive
through the dawn
to the light
to the turn
when you said
you could drive all night
all night
drive all night
so i let crazy
take a spin
then i let crazy
settle in
kicked off my shoes
shut reason out
he said "first let's just
unzip your religion
down"
so i let crazy
pull me in
then i let crazy
take his spin
kicked off my shoes
shut reason out
he said "first let's just unzip
your religion down"
heard that you were once
"temptation's girl"
and as soon
as you have
rearranged the mess
in your head
he will show up looking
sane
perfectly sane
if i know crazy
song performed by by Tori Amos from Scarlet's Walk
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A Summer Midlife Crisis
i am
actually afraid
about what
i think
i can
do
what
this self has so
carefully
denied
years and years
of gentle restraint hands
kept
inside the pocket
soon
in the middle of this
holding on
i shall
unzip what i have long
hidden
in sleep
i am afraid
i must tell you that
i can
very well
do
it.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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I believe that if you don't want to do anything, then sit there and don't do it, but don't expect people to hand you a corn beef sandwich and wash your socks for you and unzip your fly for you.
quote by Shel Silverstein
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In Mufti
The policeman was in Mufti,
But she opened the door and let him in!
Ans she asked him to unzip her blouse and brassiere for her;
But the 'Basketball Wives' stood and watched.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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When You Unzip Me
when you unzip me
the zipping sound climbs up to my chest
and then
it opens my heart
my mind wanders in fantasy lands
and then
my heart goes singing in springtime
my thighs trembling
my toes dancing
your fingers crawl all over my body
you lips your tongue......
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Goodnight children
I flick off my high heels,
roll down my stockings,
loosen the clip in my hair!
I unzip my skirt,
unbutton my shirt
and leave them
strewn over a chair.
Then I climb into bed
with a hot rugged man
and snuggle up
under the covers.
It isn't a sordid love affair
for the dishy man
is your papa.
poem by Ruth Walters
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Skin Deep
Wouldn't it be fun if you could just unzip your skin,
And change the way that you'd like to appear,
One day perhaps, you could be, someone tall and thin,
And then the next, a person aged and dear.
You could look quite intelligent, and pass as a real pro,
Acting like a very clever dame,
Or maybe become a dizzy blonde, like Marilyn Monroe,
Preferring perhaps, the privilege of fame.
Now everyone, I'm sure, would like to try this if they could,
If, of course, they really have the 'pluck',
But there is one thing that worries me, which isn't very good,
What happens to us when the zip gets stuck!
poem by Ernestine Northover
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I Like Dirt
Some come up and some come young
Live to love and give good tongue
Sit down get down in the sun
Rocket to the woman is on the one
[Chorus:]
I like dirt
I like dirt
I like dirt
I like dirt
The earth is made of dirt and wood
And I'd be water if I could
Live in a dream
In your stream
Live in a dream
Some come up and some come young
Live to love and give good tongue
Sit down get down in the sun
Rocket to the woman is on the one
[Chorus]
Some come slow and overload
Must roll over when you're told
Let's unzip and let's unfold
A letter to the pet better get it to go
[Chorus]
Space is made of everything
And I'd be fire that I bring
Live in a dream
In your spring
Live in a dream
Some come slow and overload
Must roll over when you're told
Let's unzip and let's unfold
A letter to the pet better get it to go
[Chorus]
Some come up and some come young
Live to love and give good tongue
Sit down get down in the sun
Rocket to the woman is on the one
[Chorus]
Some come up and some come young
Live to love and give good tongue
Sit down get down in the sun
Rocket to the woman is on the one
song performed by by Red Hot Chili Peppers from Californication
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Qualified Apologies
QUALIFIED APOLOGIES, HONESTY, RULES, AVOCADOES AND PILSNER URQUELL
Any qualified apology is no
apology. If it comes with defense,
the moral high ground always turns into the low,
weighed down because you're sitting on a fence.
If being honest is the goal, you must unzip
to what you reckon is the deepest level;
but say tomorrow what you say today; don't flip
or men may rightly think you are a devil.
You must restructure rules to fit your deepest need,
for rules are made in order to be broken.
Any person who to stupid rules pays heed
to reality has hardly woken.
Avocado's like a perfect argument,
providing all a back-up that is great.
Both of them appear to be from heaven sent,
though both when rotten tend to nauseate.
I don't expect all people to appreciate
my work, although I never write a dud.
Some people don't appreciate what's really great,
instead of Pilsner Urquell drinking Bud.
Cal Fussman interviews Mary Louise Parker in Esquire,12/15/10, and tells him, inter al:
'I'm sorry, but...' — no. A qualified apology is not an apology. I can forgive most anything. But I won't forgive anything if it's defended. That's just weakness.
If being honest is the goal, I can unzip to a pretty deep level. But what you get today is not necessarily what you'll get tomorrow.
I like to restructure the rules to make them fit my own needs.
Avocado is the perfect food. It's so substantial. So rich. There's something sensual about an avocado. You peel it and then you have to scoop out the rest and kind of lick it. Avocado makes everything better. A burger. A sandwich. It's support. It just backs everything up.
I don't get tired of hearing that somebody liked my work. I'm not for everyone. If I were a beer, I definitely would not be a Budweiser.
5/16/12 #10240
poem by Gershon Hepner
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Counting Out Time
The palpitating cherry-red organ was returned to its rightful place and began to beat faster as it led our hero, counting out time, through his first romantic encounter.
Im counting out time,
Got the whole thing down by numbers.
All those numbers!
Give me guidance!
O lord I need that now.
The day of judgements come,
And you can bet that Ive been resting,
For this testing,
Digesting every word the experts say.
Erogenous zones I love you.
Without you, what would a poor boy do?
Found a girl I wanted to date,
Thought Id better get it straight.
Went to buy a book before its too late.
Dont leave nothing to fate.
I studied every line, every page in the book,
Now, Ive got the real thing here, Im gonna take a look, take a look.
This is rael!
Im counting out time, hoping it goes like I planned it,
cos I understand it. look! Ive found the hotspots, figs 1-9.
- still counting out time, got my finger on the button,
Dont say nuttin - just lie there still
And Ill get you turned on just fine.
Erogenous zones I love you.
Without you, what would a poor boy do?
Touch and go with 1-6.
Bit of trouble in zone no. 7.
Gotta remember all of my tricks.
Theres heaven ahead in no. 11!
Getting crucial responses, dilation of the pupils.
Honey get hip! its time to unzip, to unzip, zip, zip-a-zip-a-zip.
Whipee!
(take it away mr. guitar)
- move over casanova -
Im counting out time, reaction none to happy,
Please dont slap me,
Im a red blooded male and the book said I could not fail.
Im counting out time, I got unexpected distress from my mistress,
Ill get my money back from the bookstore right away.
Erongenous zones I question you -
Without you, what would a poor boy do?
Without you, what would a poor boy do?
Without you, mankind handkinds thru the blues.
song performed by by Genesis
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Fantasy 101
we're old
our wrinkles do not dispute that
our cheeks are shying away
from a passionate kiss
the lips are cracking
like a soil in an
african drought
i see some hair
locks falling on my bed
and they do not make
a complain
why shampoo and conditioner
seem to have done nothing
how can i be so cruel to myself
my eyes wink
and my tongue in cheek
tries to spell the modernity
of my name
a man for all seasons
my nose is getting fishy
with the smell of masculine mask
i hold my pants
and unzip and look at the part
that makes me distinct from the
rest of the animal kingdom
' i am human' i say it not just once
but as often as i forget
' i am a man' i keep repeating it
i have this bulge
beating for life and i am ready
to go out tonight
for my fantasy
back to 101
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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051310J my feelings deserted me
picture on the fridge fell off
i pick it up and put in a trash
i went upstairs with glass of
water for you; you're all smile
i ask you how's your shopping
you said it's too tiring, poof
you ask me to unzip your dress
i did; i'm so nauseated but i keep
pretend to be so happy you're home
i even give you your night clothes
i lay like string beans out of hot water
you put your arms and legs around me
all my senses cease; i'm in too much pain
***
story i watch in tv
poem by Manonton Dalan
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What Do You Really Mean By That?
seeing the face of your lover
(the one whom you have not yet
revealed what you feel
deep inside you,
secret love, suppressed
desires, concealed emotions,
on a moment of distress
for love unrequited, you have been
indulged in an
inaction, what do you really mean
when you say, your world stops
revolving?
fool! you're at an age
where love has not place to hide,
where one cannot be stupid
enough to be silent
a bleeding heart? is there such
a place this time, for a bleeding heart?
situate yourself. be fair.
speak your mind. open your heart.
unzip that fly.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Cursed Diamaond (acoustic)
I lose myself
I forget myself
Sometimes i fault myself
I might fight myself
But then i make amends
I freeze myself
Rain on myself
Ok, so i stone myself
And i might even find myself
But then again what happens if i do
So unzip my pride
Open me up wide
So i can show this to you
Chorus:
I want to shine for you
I want to sparkle too
Just like a diamond cursed
Well you know it don't get worse
You know that i'll save you time
Your trouble now is mine
Hold me baby
Hold me girl
And i will laugh with you
If you want me to
Roll me in your splendor
I'll envy your surrender
And show you victory
I hate myself
Doesn't everybody hate themselves
I scare myself
Then i tell myself it's all in my mind
So i let the poison go
'cause i always know
It will be there for me
Chorus
song performed by by Black Crowes
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On The Couch
Come on, baby
Don't make me sleep on the couch
Love Jones is on the TV again, baby
Eye wanna go down south, yeah
Oh come on, baby
It's undignified 2 sleep alone
That's what all the people that
Ain't got nobody do -
Talkin' on the telephone
Don't make me crash
Don't make me sleep
Without Ur kiss
Tossin' and-a-turnin'
With every inch of me yearnin'
Don't make me, don't make me
Don't cha make me, don't cha make me
Don't cha make me suffer this
Eye know we agreed...
Eye know we agreed 2 b married
U shouldn't have let me unzip Ur dress
Why'd U do it, baby?
Confess U tease
Unless U please
Don't make me, don't make me
Sleep on the couch
song performed by by Prince
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Cursed Diamond
I lose myself
I forget myself
Sometimes I fault myself
I might fight myself
But then I make amends
I freeze myself
Rain on myself
Ok, so I stone myself
And I might even find myself
But then again what happens if I do
So unzip my pride
Open me up wide
So I can show this to you
Chorus:
I want to shine for you
I want to sparkle too
Just like a diamond cursed
Well you know it dont get worse
You know that Ill save you time
Your trouble now is mine
Hold me baby
Hold me girl
And I will laugh with you
If you want me to
Roll me in your splendor
Ill envy your surrender
And show you victory
I hate myself
Doesnt everybody hate themselves
I scare myself
Then I tell myself its all in my mind
So I let the poison go
cause I always know
It will be there for me
Chorus
song performed by by Black Crowes
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She was simply looking at the bulge of my in between
I wanted something else, more than what she really wanted from me.
I want a talk, a longer talk, a sleepy talk to while my boring hours
Away,
And she looks at me differently, her eyes falling in between my legs,
Trying to unzip me by her looks, her hands busily slowly sliding in the pockets of my pants,
I did not complain, there is no reason, and it would be humiliating her
Own kind of simple joys as a woman,
She takes the first initiative that is her style, she is not recessive
She slides her fingers holding my
Bulge, respectful of her courageous tenderness,
She is heating me, I pretend I am gentle, and I keep on talking
About something else, like how I cared for her, when she’s lonely
I can be a listener
She’s drunk. And she is an honest woman, her fingers gripped
Me frankly demanding that I should not talk
I shut up and gave in. She will have no regrets. I gripped her hands
And lead it to something she really liked
She is drunk, and I am so forgiving. She will start her dinner and she need not speak
Her mouth is full.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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When We Played Eden In The Willow Lane
When we played Eden in the willow lane
you were really amorous,
wanted to share the joys of Eve with me
and I was ashamed to unzip my pants
but you showed your breasts and big nipples to me,
pulling me into your arms,
my manliness suddenly unknown till then started to rise,
with the world around us stretching out full of summer’s glory
and lost in each other we were both,
had forgotten that somebody might catch us,
when the angel suddenly appeared we were both covered
but the snake
but the rising snake had betrayed us
and of our wiles your dad could immediately guess,
when he picked a cane from the quince grove,
hitting it hard to and thro
but that episode
just drove you harder into sexuality
and time after time you waited on me,
as if nobody and nothing could stop us.
poem by Gert Strydom
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~ Scoop And Skip Why Then? ~
~ SCOOP AND SKIP WHY THEN? ~
Ms. Nivedita
UK.
May 31,2010
Scoop and skip why?
Liquid soul wantin’ lib
Cordonlessly unzip
Why not dip n’ sip?
Lick and lap
Splurge in swanky sap
I’m no booby trap
A scooty showbiz swap
Nuzzle and nipnap.
Play my in-built harp
In Yo-ho-ho Soprano G-Sharp
Hold your hottie honey zap
In melodymedley enwrap.
Galore gaga gala
Effuse wallow in hula-hula.
Scoop and skip why then?
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Zap ~ Something that imparts excitement or great interest.
Yo-ho-ho ~ Gain someone's attention
Hula-hula ~ Polynesian rain dance performed by a woman.
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poem by Ms. Nivedita Bagchi Spc. Uk.
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