Deprecating A Gift
(Of Something Made By The Giver)
Child, your effectual hands create too much.
The things they fashion having, thenceforth, less
The type of matter than the preciousness
Of you, how can I serve myself of such?
The kindred in my being doth avouch
Your essence; in the very press and stress
Of action I am foiled to a caress.
Ah! give me something you but meant to touch!
Something your love has ripen'd till I'm 'ware
Of thoughts that came in light and stay'd in sweet,
Or th' apostolic shadow of your care,
Passing by, hath healed of malady,
Or wholed in use and grace: gifts rare and meet,
But not too rarely yours to be for me
Still meet, nor meetly mine to be still yours and rare.
poem by Sydney Thompson Dobell
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Beautiful Breast
Dainty, delicate and delicious doth meet
On thine breast tender, mild and sweet
Beauty in thy heart veiled by a beauteous breast
Seizes mine sight and mine heart arrest
Thou art a manifestation of tranquil beauty
Nurturing life, possessing love's duty
Enticingly sweet thy gravitate to me
With all love's passion glistening on the breast of thee
Thou kiss mine lips with thine tender breast
And I doth taste thy flesh while thine heart caress
Mine heart too, wert love in us doth meet
On thine tender, mild breast, lovely and sweet
poem by Kevin Michael Murphy
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07: 07 A.m.
Mare, bare, dare, pare, stare, rare, are;
Can you cross over this river?
Bongo, Congo, Togo, mango, logo;
And, at 07: 07 A.M.;
Then, think twice before crossing over this river.
To serve others and to help others,
Flare, care, hare, fare, glare, tare, ware;
And like the sweet smell of the air!
But, be very humble as a child.
In the desert of love,
At 07: 07 A.M.!
Made from honey and water;
With small sizes and big sizes,
But, shame the devil and be free with your life! !
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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On Monsieur's Departure
I grieve and dare not show my discontent,
I love and yet am forced to seem to hate,
I do, yet dare not say I ever meant,
I seem stark mute but inwardly to prate.
I am and not, I freeze and yet am burned.
Since from myself another self I turned.
My care is like my shadow in the sun,
Follows me flying, flies when I pursue it,
Stands and lies by me, doth what I have done.
His too familiar care doth make me rue it.
No means I find to rid him from my breast,
Till by the end of things it be supprest.
Some gentler passion slide into my mind,
For I am soft and made of melting snow;
Or be more cruel, love, and so be kind.
Let me or float or sink, be high or low.
Or let me live with some more sweet content,
Or die and so forget what love ere meant.
poem by Queen Elizabeth I
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Song from “Fayette
Why doth the dawning speak of her?
What kindred hath she with the morn?
Why should my wakening thoughts transfer
To her the glow in Orient born?
I only know that wheresoe'er
Awaketh Beauty, she is there.
Why is the noontide full of her?
What kindred hath she with the sun?
Why should the whole world's minister
Be eloquent alone of one?
I only know that wheresoe'er
Exulteth Beauty, she is there.
Why is the midnight fraught with her?
What kindred hath she with the night?
O dreams that are of things that were,
Ye change my darkness into light!
I know, I know that wheresoe'er
Reposeth Beauty, she is there.
poem by James Brunton Stephens
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On Monsieur's Departure
.
I grieve and dare not show my discontent,
I love and yet am forced to seem to hate,
I do, yet dare not say I ever meant,
I seem stark mute but inwardly to prate.
I am and not, I freeze and yet am burned.
Since from myself another self I turned.
My care is like my shadow in the sun,
Follows me flying, flies when I pursue it,
Stands and lies by me, doth what I have done.
His too familiar care doth make me rue it.
No means I find to rid him from my breast,
Till by the end of things it be supprest.
Some gentler passion slide into my mind,
For I am soft and made of melting snow;
Or be more cruel, love, and so be kind.
Let me or float or sink, be high or low.
Or let me live with some more sweet content,
Or die and so forget what love ere meant
.
poem by Queen Elizabeth Tudor I
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You Made Me Feel So Beautiful
Your kiss, your embrace, the way you touched me
I still shiver with delight
You made me feel so beautiful
The way your eyes held me
A rare feeling, when reality was more beautiful than dreams
You made me feel so beautiful
Your soft caress
Like you're touching the wings of a butterfly
You made me feel so beautiful
You gave yourself to me
And ignited my fire
You made me feel so beautiful
We laughed and kissed, discovering we liked the same things
Its rare to find a kindred spirit, in life’s rushed living
You made me feel so beautiful
I wish we could just lock ourselves away
On a seashore, with no such thing as time
And explore the world between us
You made me feel so beautiful
poem by Anita Atina
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You Make Me Feel Beautiful
Your kiss, your embrace, the way you touched me
I still shiver with delight
You made me feel so beautiful
The way your eyes held me
A rare feeling, when reality was more beautiful than dreams
You made me feel so beautiful
Your soft caress
Like you're touching the wings of a butterfly
You made me feel so beautiful
You gave yourself to me
And ignited my fire
You made me feel so beautiful
We laughed and kissed, discovering we liked the same things
Its rare to find a kindred spirit, in life’s rushed living
You made me feel so beautiful
I wish we could just lock ourselves away
On a seashore, with no such thing as time
And explore the world between us
You made me feel so beautiful
poem by Brie Carter
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Matamoras Banks
(Each year many die crossing the deserts,
mountains and rivers of our southern border
in search of a better life. Here I follow the
journey backwards, from the body at the
river bottom, to the man walking across
the desert towards the banks of the Rio Grande.)
For two days the river keeps you down
Then you rise to the light without a sound
Past the playgrounds and empty switching yards
The turtles eat the skin from your eyes, so they lay open to the stars
Your clothes give way to the current and river stone
'Till every trace of who you ever were is gone
And the things of the earth they make their claim
That the things of heaven may do the same
Goodbye, my darling, for your love I give God thanks,
Meet me on the Matamoros
Meet me on the Matamoros
Meet me on the Matamoros banks
Over rivers of stone and ancient ocean beds
I walk on sandals of twine and tire tread
My pockets full of dust, my mouth filled with cool stone
The pale moon opens the earth to its bones
I long, my darling, for your kiss, for your sweet love I give God thanks
The touch of your loving fingertips
Meet me on the Matamoros
Meet me on the Matamoros
Meet me on the Matamoros banks
Your sweet memory comes on the evenin' wind
I sleep and dream of holding you in my arms again
The lights of Brownsville, across the river shine
A shout rings out and into the silty red river I dive
I long, my darling, for your kiss, for your sweet love I give God thanks
A touch of your loving fingertips
Meet me on the Matamoros
Meet me on the Matamoros
Meet me on the Matamoros banks
song performed by by Bruce Springsteen
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Its Not For Me To Say
Robert allen / al stillman
Its not for me to say you love me
Its not for me to say youll always care
Oh, but here for the moment I can hold you fast
And press your lips to mine
And dream that love will last
As far as I can see this is heaven
And speaking just for me
Its ours to share
Perhaps the glow of love will grow
With every passing day
Or we may never meet again
But then, its not for me to say
And speaking just for me
Its ours to share
Perhaps the glow of love will grow
With every passing day
Or we may never meet again
But then, its not for me to say
song performed by by Billie Holiday
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In The Shadow Of Doubt...
when you meet at some
crossroads
you are familiar with
what i carry
just a shadow
a shadow of doubt
a mimicry of what i am
a cry of the silent
darkness that is dependent
upon a little light
the moon long understands this
it is compassionate
and we talk
on the grass on the pond
in the eeriness of air
in the blankness of space
when we meet again
in the light
as you prefer it to be
i carry nothing
i am no longer myself
no matter how you try to be
if you love me
let me just be a shadow without a body
that you want to touch
and believe
you must believe in the doubt
that i am
you must hope for nothing
you must shed off faith
you only have to utter a word
that must exist beyond the journey of time
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Oh My Love
Oh my love
I see you so near
But our love
Can never be
Our worlds can never meet
They will never let us be
The culture of yours
The evil of mine
The colour of your skin
The pailness of mine
Should not matter
In the love of two minds
God let us be
To love who we love
Can't you see
It was meant to be
All we ask
Is to be left in peace
But I guess we know
That will never be
Why can't they see
How I love you
They said you was dead
That you laid down and died
Oh my love
Why did you die
Can't you see
I can't be without you
I miss your smile
Your sweet sweet smile
Oh god why
Did you let my love die
I lie down and die
Look up to the sky
And see my love waiting
God let us be
To love who we love
Can't you see
It was meant to be
poem by Dave Alan Walker
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The Passing Of A Heart
O touch me with your hands--
For pity's sake!
My brow throbs ever on with such an ache
As only your cool touch may take away;
And so, I pray
You, touch me with your hands!
Touch--touch me with your hands.--
Smooth back the hair
You once caressed, and kissed, and called so fair
That I did dream its gold would wear alway,
And lo, to-day--
O touch me with your hands!
Just touch me with your hands,
And let them press
My weary eyelids with the old caress,
And lull me till I sleep. Then go your way,
That Death may say:
He touched her with his hands.
poem by James Whitcomb Riley
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Girls & Boys
Girls and boys!
He only knew her 4 a little while,
But he had grown accustomed 2 her style
She had the cutest ass hed ever seen
He did 2, they were meant 2 be
They loved 2 kiss on the steps of versailles
It looked like rain, mama, birds do fly
I love u baby, I love u so much,
Maybe we can stay in touch
Meet me in another world, space and joy,
Vous etes tres belle, mama, girls and boys
He gave her all the love that anyone can,
But she was promised 2 another man
He tried so hard not 2 go insane
Birds do fly, looks like rain
I love u baby, I love u so much,
Maybe we can stay in touch
Meet me in another world, space and joy,
Vous etes tres belle, mama, girls and boys
Life is precious baby, love is so rare
I can take the breakup if u say that u care
He had 2 run away, his pride was 2 strong
It started raining, baby, the birds were gone
(I love u baby, I love u so much)
Maybe (maybe we can stay in touch)
Meet me in another world (meet me in another world, space and joy)
Vous etes tres belle (vous etes tres belle, mama)
Girls and boys (girls and boys)
(I love u baby, I love u so much)
I want u, babe (maybe we can stay in touch)
Maybe we can play today (meet me in another world, space and joy)
Vous etes tres belle (vous etes tres belle, mama)
Girls and boys (girls and boys)
{translation in brackets}
Vous etiez de lautre cote de la salle
{u were on the other end of the room/hall}
Vous dansiez si fort
{u were dancing so hard/strong}
Je sentais votre parfum
{i could smell your perfume}
Votre sourire me dit que nous devrions nous parler
{your smile told me we should talk}
Sexe et repos
{sex and rest}
Baby
Je sais que vous aimerez ca
{i know ull like that}
Vous ny resisterez pas
{u wont resist it/to it}
Baby
Je vous enlacerai avec mes jambes
{Ill wrap my legs around u}
Baby
Pendant des heures je vais vous etonner
{during hours Ill astound u (? )}
Baby
Faire lamour faire lamour
{make love make love}
Nous nous rencontrerons
{well meet}
I love u baby, I love u so much
Maybe we can stay in touch
Meet me in another world, space and joy,
Vous etes tres belle, mama, girls and boys
(I love u baby)
I want u baby (I love u so much)
I want u so much (maybe we can stay in touch)
Maybe, maybe we can stay in touch (meet me in another world, space and joy)
Another world, space (vous etes tres belle)
Lips... (mama, girls and boys)
Face...
Happiness in its uncut form
Is the feeling that I get, youre warm, warm
Happys what I get when we do what we do
Happiness, mama, is being with u
Good lord
Meet me somewhere after dawn
Lord (I love u baby)
(I love u so much)
(maybe we can stay in touch)
(I love u baby)
(I love u so much)
Vous etes belle
So like I saw u from across the room, and (maybe we can stay in touch)
Honey, u danced so hard I smelled your perfume, (maybe we can stay in touch)
And the look on your lips said that a,
We could talk some more, (maybe we can stay in touch)
Some more on the dance floor baby (I love u baby)
Hear the words Im saying, (I love u so much)
Feel the sex Im laying (maybe we can stay in touch)
Naughtys what I wanna be with u tonight
Tonight
(meet me in another world, space and joy)
Vous etes tres belle, mama, girls and boys
Vous etes tres belle, mama, girls and boys
Vous etes tres belle, mama, girls and boys
Vous etes tres belle, mama, girls and boys
Girls and boys
song performed by by Prince
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An Answered Prayer
I prayed a lover's prayer and prayers sent me
A beautiful lady of art and life in perfect harmony.
Her eyes of Burmese jade, her lips of amorous African ruby
Her skin of Chinese silk, her heart a refined piece of jewelry
As rare as rare, and as sweet as sweet
This lady is beauty whole and beauty complete.
Her slim delicate tenderness lies between beauty and love
And in mine heart her beauty is be love
By mine senses, my soul, my spirit, my will
Made light by her soul, as light and colorful of a peacock's quill
I do but for a moment touch her loin
And our eyes, my prayers, do finally adjoin
Love has sent me a scion of pleasure
In one moment of love's eternity
Did I possess a Goddess and I did see love's tremendous treasure
poem by Kevin Michael Murphy
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My Love's Avail
I have no words which befit my heart's sentiment,
Nothing could ever properly form it's embodiment-
Alas, I assure thee, my beloved, all that I may, with lyric-
My love's reality doth belie it's very essence, esoteric!
Causative is it: my heart's sweet, exalted jubilation;
Each day next, reason more, for my soul's celebration!
Mundane is made extraordinary; austere, made most fair;
I was meant for but to love thee-this, to all, I do swear!
Not of mine own volition, I hath not a choice
But to provide my amorous heart, a voice-
It doth vocalize a narrative I simply must tell;
All need know what love for thee doth compel!
As surely as words shall always, in this, fail-
So too shall you be assured of my love's avail!
Maurice Harris,20 November 2009
poem by Maurice Harris
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Sonnet- Silence
There are some qualities- some incorporate things,
That have a double life, which thus is made
A type of that twin entity which springs
From matter and light, evinced in solid and shade.
There is a two-fold Silence- sea and shore-
Body and soul. One dwells in lonely places,
Newly with grass o'ergrown; some solemn graces,
Some human memories and tearful lore,
Render him terrorless: his name's "No More."
He is the corporate Silence: dread him not!
No power hath he of evil in himself;
But should some urgent fate (untimely lot!)
Bring thee to meet his shadow (nameless elf,
That haunteth the lone regions where hath trod
No foot of man,) commend thyself to God!
poem by Edgar Allan Poe
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Come Be With Me
Come be with me and let me see
how beautiful you are.
Come stay by me and let me feel
you close and never far.
I will give you all things sweet
when we touch, when we meet.
I will offer you my hand
and guide you to a precious land.
I'll paint for you a rainbow bright
and stars to look at every night.
I will not let the clouds be gray
and let your smile just drift away.
Come be with me and let us go
where no one else can be.
Come stay with me and let me know
what you wish to see.
I will search the world for it
inch by inch, bit by bit.
And I will fill your life with love
and you will know what love's made of.
So let my desire touch you now
and I will kiss your anxious brow
if you'll come and be with me.
poem by Edwina Reizer
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Licia Sonnets 38
Sweet, I protest, and seal it with an oath:
I never saw that so my thoughts did please;
And yet content displeased I see them wroth
To love so much and cannot have their ease.
I told my thoughts, my sovereign made a pause,
Disposed to grant, but willing to delay;
They then repined, for that they knew no cause,
And swore they wished she flatly would say nay.
Thus hath my love my thoughts with treason filled,
And 'gainst my sovereign taught them to repine.
So thus my treason all my thoughts hath killed,
And made fair Licia say she is not mine.
But thoughts too rash my heart doth now repent;
And as you please, they swear, they are content.
poem by Giles Fletcher The Elder
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Always Be Mine [Collaboration with John Fihijin, Amanda Sorey, Shirley Muriti, Martin Musasa, Tom Huddings, Stembeni Moyo, Aquablue, Angella Singoranji]
[John Fihijin]
The days of the wind came,
The sunny days did also,
Yet on my shoulder you were,
To love and never let go,
To care and never leave
To be mine and always mine
[Amanda Sorey]
Such is my deepest thoughts,
The wonders that I dream,
To see your face always,
To feel your touch on and on,
The hopes of my mind,
Be mine always
[Shelly Muriti]
Getting hold of you arm,
So shall it be always me and you,
I shall smile and I shall cry,
I shall fall and I shall rise,
Yet you shall always be mine,
To love and to cherish
[Martin Musasa]
Mine forever, forever till infinity
With always one heart,
One soul and of cause one unit
Being so unique,
Unique for its aint ordinary love,
Being yours, being mine always
[Gaylord Munemo]
Me and you so perfectly fine,
Like a magnificent earthly wonder,
Passing through moments in time,
The need for lifetime assurance,
If tomorrow you'll always be mine,
To adore and to adorn forever
[Tom Huddings]
I met you and I knew it,
Always there in time,
To always feel the gap,
To always care and caress,
To be always mine,
Mine and forever mine alone
[Stembeni Moyo]
Be mine and everything will be fine,
You and I, we are born to fly,
I can see it in your shiny eyes,
Yes you wanna be mine,
Come along my love,
Be mine, together we will shine
[Aquablue]
Thats what I call love,
Just me and you alone,
Loving is right and leaving is wrong,
Stay with me for long,
Such love is so strong,
Babie always be mine
[Angela Singoranji]
The warmth you bring my love,
The tenderness like a dove,
Your breath so warm,
Always love me my love,
And I will always be yours,
So shall you always be mine
poem by Gaylord Munemo
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O Spirit of the Living God
O Spirit of the living God,
In all Thy plenitude of grace,
Where’er the foot of man hath trod,
Descend on our apostate race.
Give tongues of fire and hearts of love
To preach the reconciling Word,
Give power and unction from above,
Whene’er the joyful sound is heard.
Be darkness, at Thy coming, light;
Confusion, order in Thy path;
Souls without strength inspire with might;
Bid mercy triumph over wrath.
O Spirit of the Lord, prepare
All the round earth her God to meet;
Breathe Thou abroad like morning air,
Till hearts of stone begin to beat.
Baptize the nations; far and nigh
The triumphs of the cross record;
The Name of Jesus glorify,
Till every kindred call Him Lord.
God from eternity hath willed
All flesh shall His salvation see:
So be the Father’s love fulfilled,
The Savior’s sufferings crowned through Thee.
poem by James Montgomery
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