The HoneyMoon
...Countless moments in floral aroma-we bask
Embraced-the lovers-in fragrance-mask
...Morning awakens-from sleep-time task
...NightTime slumber? -We needn't ask!
Two Honeymooners love their bed...
With thoughts of many acts in their heads...
For them-'tis nothing left un-said...
...As their total passion has been fed!
poem by Theodora Onken
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Aubade
Mystical Morning Song came whispering
It's melodious rhythmic sounds
For the spring time lays in the Garden's
Of lovers floral bouquet abed in the ground
Waiting for your happiness in your love to grow
You continue to wonder in absolute awe
While prolonging whispers of lover's musical breeze
That embraces The Spring and welcomes Winter's thaw
The warmth of the sun rays come in loves burning
Filling all nature and you with serene
Allowing all new Spring buds of love to open
Tantalizing aroma's of new memories to be made
Come the Mystical Morning Song Spring
Dedicated to: Jeri, Aka, Morning Song
With love
A Morning song is an Aubade
Or the regret of lovers that Dawn
Has come too soon
il n'est mie jors,
Saverose au corps gent
Si me consent Dieus
L'aloete nos ment
Transalation:
It is not daylight
O sweet one with the gentle body
So God help me
The Lark lies to us
(-Provencal, twelfth or Thirteenth Century)
poem by Theodora Onken
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Beneath The Mask
Beneath the mask her wander lies
projecting an image for lovers eyes.
Such endless beauty my eyes behold,
under the mask she wears so bold
She hides behind her vain-full pride,
The twist and turn of storms inside.
She sits so still, so calm a girl
And guards with faith her hidden pearl.
Behold the mask covers her face
For between its cracks lies hidden grace
And beneath that mystic mask of wood
Lies secrets of a love so good
She needs to see through sudden glee
She needs not wear the mask for me.
In her glory I need to bask
For I love the girl who wear the mask.
Beneath the mask
There is a love and compassion
Inhibition and insecurities,
But there is also the girl I love
poem by C.F Francis
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Day Time Friends
D A Y T I M E F R I E N D S ( Kenny Rogers )
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(Guitar)
And he'll tell her - He's working late again
But she knows to well there's something goin' on.
She's been neglected - and she needs a friend
So her trembling fingers dial the telephone.
And Lord, it hurts her - doin' this again
He's the best friend that her husband ever knew.
When she's lonely - he's more than just a friend
He's the one she longs her body to.
Daytime friends and nighttime lovers -
Hoping no one else discovers
Where they go - What they do -
In their secret hideaway
Daytime friends and nighttime lovers -
They don't want to hurt the others
So they love - In the nighttime -
And shake hands in the light of day.
(Guitar)
And when it's over - there's no peace of mind
Just a longin' for the way things should have been.
And she wonders - Why some men never find
That a woman needs a lover and a friend.
Daytime friends and nighttime lovers ...
(Guitar)
song performed by by Kenny Rogers
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Those Special Moments
If only we could keep
those moments from slippin' away,
grab hold of them and cherish them
and try to make them stay.
But moments like those so often
are hard to hold onto.
They slip right through your fingers
no matter what you do.
You can think about it, talk about it
and remember it for a while.
Then as time keeps rushing away
what's left is just a smile.
The smile that brings those moments back
as if they were happening now.
And those moments that happened long ago
come alive somehow.
And you realize just a glimpse of them
awakens how you feel.
It takes you back to those moments
that time can never steal.
poem by Edwina Reizer
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Nighttime
When the evening shadows fall
I know the nighttime's come to call.
It does what nighttime does the best.
It gives us time to be at rest.
It banishes all the daytime scenes.
It allows us to feel what nighttime means.
It means it's time for quiet thought,
peace of mind which can't be bought.
It's time to let yourself unwind.
It's time to leave all cares behind.
It's time to rest your weary head.
It's time to creep into your bed.
It's time for starlight and moonbeams.
It's time for silence and sweet dreams.
But for some the nighttime is their day.
They work the nighttime to earn their pay.
They start their night with the rising sun.
They go to sleep when the night is done.
So when the evening shadows fall
they are not in tune with it at all.
poem by Edwina Reizer
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Only In Sleep (An Attempt To Be Relevant)
only in sleep
shall i make love with you
only in sleep
shall you caress my body
only in sleep
shall this love have
mutuality
only in sleep
shall we two become one
only in sleep
shall passion be
only in sleep
can i be true
after this sleep
one takes the mask again
dresses up for the
coming hours
well poised and respected
one meets lies with lies
quick as a sparrow
meek as a dove
but foxy still
with all your wiles
only in sleep
shall we all be weak
only in sleep
shall love
be love
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Loves Floral Garden
We may be running circles 'round in time-
And spending moments with one another 'neath the moon-
But it defines the magic that we create while together...
In Springtimes Garden of Ethereal Blooms;
Oh, the gentle majesty of fragrant aroma's...
That peak in the warming sprintime eves-
And the tender love we give unto one another unconditionally-
And all the warmth that we two receive;
It all makes for a tender nurturing relationship...
Borne 'neath New Beginnings Springtime show...
'Neath the awesome splendour of the ebons twinkling gems-
In a Floral Garden-Our love to grow;
We are watered with the Sprintimes gentle rains-
And fertilized with promises of true love to always be...
'Neath the sun and moon we grow forever in love-
Wrapped in the Floral Gardens of Eternity;
poem by Theodora Onken
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In Sadness Tears May Guide Us
in sadness tears may befriend us
happy memories may guide us
back into myriads of love moments
moments when we were nurtured in love
moments when we were embraced in love
moments when we were shaped in love
such moments are safe inside us
such moments will navigate guide us
such moments are strength within us
poem by Terence George Craddock
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St. Louis' Apartment
Your love is like a pleasing aroma around me,
And like a pavement made of sapphire;
So burn the meat on the wood with the fire of love!
And come up in the morning to Mount Sinai.
Up there you will meet St. Louis' Apartment with love,
For love and life gathers with the sunshine around me;
And every dawn is like a new life and a blissful day,
But the beautiful signs are always around my bed.
Come to me with the pleasing aroma of love,
For my donkey will not rest like your monkey!
And like the sweet bed of roses to sleep on at last,
For your love is a pleasing aroma around me.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Lover's Song
Crescent moon and falling stars
Travel across to where lovers are
Love's first kisses taste so sweet
Capture true bliss so complete
Passion fuses into sweet surrender
Precious memories so often remembered
Lovers deeply intwined in soul and spirit
Unspoken words and distance that cannot bear it
No matter what time can separate
A love like this patiently waits
In depths of love so sublime
Across an eternity of endless time
Lovers etched in passion so deep
True love eternal will never sleep
poem by Lorie Robertson
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The 'I Will Do It
The life of the 'i will do it'
Is invariably busy all day,
For if something in life is required
'I will do it' will make it Ok.
When most of us stand looking simple,
Scratch our heads.. looking puzzled and glum,
'I will do it' just heads for the action,
and you know it will always be done.
From walking the dog in the morning,
To rocking the baby to sleep,
'I will do it' will never need asking,
And appointments they always will keep,
So next time you need something doing,
and your mind wonders off from the task,
Just remember to call 'I will do it'
Chances are, you won't have to ask.
poem by Dave James
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Sleep Well
Sleep well my dear
And may you find the morning bright
And may your dreams of fond delight
Entrance you while you slumber.
Sleep well my dear
And may angels dance in fairytales
And ships float by with magic sails
To delight you while you slumber.
Sleep well my dear
And may your cares float clear away
And may you hear me softly say
I love you while you slumber.
poem by David Keig
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Love and Fragrance
The fragrance of a flower
Like the fragrance of a woman
Is a declaration of fertility
The poetry of seduction
When you hold a flower
When you touch your lover
Traces of the fragrance stay with you
They're ingrained in your skin
Much like the single red rose
Standing alone, erect
Aflame with desire
My passion is only for you
And like a delicate flower
Our love is fueled by a fragrance
A fragrance that is uniquely yours
A scent that demands my attention
But in the end
Without love
Without passion
There would be no fragrance
~Rick Berry
poem by Rick Berry
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Aroma
The aroma of coffee,
The aroma of cocoa,
The aroma of tea,
Sleep, asleep!
Wake, awake!
Pace, apace!
Bode, abode!
Long, along!
Range, arrange!
Row, arrow!
And of the way things are done,
And of the way love is made;
This psychological problem,
This psychological war! !
But, let us shape this world with the aroma of love.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Day At Rest
The sun is setting slowly in the west,
to put another day at rest.
The moon now rises from the east,
as stillness drifts through our world,
and heads rest in sleep.
The quiet of the night, comes for us all,
as darkness comes to call.
There are some of us,
who welcome the quiet bliss,
the lovers embraced,
in each other’s arms,
ready to steal a kiss.
The writer who needs,
the evening tranquillity,
to forward on their thoughts,
with nothing to disturb.
So we put the day at rest,
until tomorrow comes to call.
13 May 2007
poem by David Harris
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A morning canvas
A morning canvas
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The clarity of a clear blue morning sky
like the emptiness of a blank canvas
invites the mind to wander on the day
what will be writ, what shall be seen
the serenade of birdsong in the breeze
softly, sweetly awakens the world
here a resolute beauty is found
and a heart invited to sing of love
let the day be won with hope and faith
let friends, family and lovers know
that this is a day to be owned
how thoughts come to a forefront
in the light the rising dawn
expressed without reluctance
upon the waiting canvas
in the clarity of a blue morning sky
this is a day to be alive
poem by Matthew Holloway
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Dreams Of Love
I am not a lazy to wake late every morning at 10.
Not a bad boy to sleep in class again n again.
Not even a psycho, who never talks with anyone.
I do is, just dream whenever I have a free time.
You were there for me in my every worst day.
We were made for each-other, that's what you used to say.
Happy, happy, we both in our beautiful world.
Till for you, our relation became bore and old.
Fine, may be not as lovers we could be good friends.
I didn't want to leave but you told what ii has, has all end.
I don't study, go to play, to disco, to enjoy or any pub.
In my free time I just dream of my long gone love.
So I sleep n sleep cause, only in my dream I can be with you
Dream of Beautiful moments we spend which already had flew.
poem by Sushanta Rokka
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The Way Young Lovers Do
We strolled through fields all wet with rain
And back along the lane again
There in the sunshine
In the sweet summertime
The way that young lovers do
I kissed you on the lips once more
And we said goodbye just adoring the nighttime
Yeah, thats the right time
To feel the way that young lovers do
Then we sat on our own star and dreamed of the way that we were
And the way that we were meant to be
Then we sat on our own star and dreamed of the way that I was for you
And you were for me
And then we danced the night away
And turned to each other, say, i love you, I love you
The way that young lovers do
Do, do, do, do...
Then we sat on our star and dreamed of the way that we were and the way
That we wanted to be
Then we sat on our own star and dreamed of the way that I was for you
And you were for me
I went on to dance the night away
And turned to each other, say, i love you, baby, I love you
The way that young lovers do, lovers do, lovers do
Do, do, do, do....
song performed by by Van Morrison
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Itau
The aroma of romance,
The aroma of passion,
The aroma of love;
But the big ship sailing on the high sea was caught up by the great storm! !
And, i gave way and let myself drift.
The ship's lifeboat,
Off the north coast of Africa! !
But kiss my lips if you truly love me;
For, i am Itau from the land of peace,
And, i am ready to love you as well.
Performed,
Quietness,
Kiss me if you love me;
For, i always have you in mind from the very first day that we met.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Sleeping is Heaven
Soft feelings are surprising when the hardness,
Heaven feeds us while we sleep, the creeping up.
When do special dreams enter the world of sleep?
Some of us sleep, then dine in our thoughts
About sleep too obscure. The slant appears
To be excelling the sleep. When is there peace?
Softer hurt awakens us from sleep,
The hurt or small pain is itself suffering.
poem by Naveed Akram
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