The Perfume of Her Sweater
I’ll meet her in the light rain
Beneath the streetlights of the sleepy city,
Spellbound to kiss her cheek
And to imbibe the perfume
Of her sweater.
The days have been long
Desiring to find her eyes
Down the far away distance
Of our excruciating separation.
I cast myself
Into an impossible dream
Where we dance upon a balcony
With glasses of wine.
Life and happiness are brief,
I need to bring her flowers
And the poetry of adoration.
poem by Uriah Hamilton
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The Glamour of the Stars
The moon is watching
And the city trees blush.
Her apartment at midnight,
A kiss on the balcony
Before goodnight.
Her breath is warm
Like a dream beneath blankets
Just before dawn.
Love in this blue misty place,
Her angelic face
Beneath streetlights
Captivates my imagination.
The glamour of the stars
Dancing upon her hair,
How can I ever tell her
I only live for her adoration?
poem by Uriah Hamilton
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Poetry...Poetry...
Poetry...Poetry...
Poetry is in the beginning of new life,
Poetry is in the tears of a child,
Poetry is in the warmth of mother's kiss,
Poetry is in the child's bliss,
Poetry is in the hug of a father,
Poetry is in the love of a dear,
Poetry is in the happiness of affection,
Poetry is in the pain of separation,
Poetry is in someone's loss,
Poetry is in missing someone very close.
Poetry...Poetry...
Poetry is in the first rain,
Poetry is in the cultivation of first grain,
Poetry is in the first light of dawn,
Poetry is in the drops of dew o the grass of lawn,
Poetry is in the blowing of cool wind,
Poetry is in the beauty of green,
Poetry is in the twinkling star,
Poetry is in the aroma of a flower,
Poetry is in thunder and lightning,
Poetry is in the heat scorching.
Poetry...Poetry...
Poetry is something more sweeter than sweet,
Poetry is something more closer to heart beat,
Poetry is something more than the most beautiful creation,
Poetry is something more than the depth of an ocean,
Poetry is something more higher than the blue,
Poetry is something more true,
Poetry is something more enjoyable than wine,
Poetry is something more shiner than sunshine,
Poetry is something more pure than air,
Poetry is something which is present everywhere.
Poetry...Poetry...
Poet ry is not just rhyme,
Poetry is but the voice Divine,
Poetry is not just Poetry,
Poetry frames History,
After so many lines,
Poetry still remains undefined.
Poetry...Poetry...
poem by Akash Agrawal
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Every Dream Is True
The midnight streets
Howl viciously
Like a wild cat
In the jungle vines
Of disintegrating minds,
But you and I can smile
In the soft rain,
We’ll be together
When the summer flowers
Exude perfume.
On a lilac afternoon,
I will kiss your
Adorably gorgeous stomach
With a sleeping child within
Counting the days
Until she excitedly
Enters the world
Of possibilities.
Your invisible wings
Are angelic and sweet,
We’ll go to heaven
On floating umbrellas
Laughing carefree prayers.
Never linger and cry
Beneath streetlights
On the city’s unhappy avenues,
Come home with me,
Every dream is true.
poem by Uriah Hamilton
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Om Tattoo
Moon-seducing poetry
On the starlight veranda,
The lilac perfume of her sweater,
I swore on my Om tattoo
I would never forget her.
The sacred dance
Of the hidden goddess
Caught me dizzy beneath drunken stars
And lost in the mysterious sea of dreams.
To kiss the nape of a woman’s neck
And dive into her soul
Through the vulnerability
Of her eyes,
I could cease to be human
And merely exist
In the kingdom of her breath.
poem by Uriah Hamilton
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We May Meet Again
Beneath long lashes, misty clad,
Your limpid eyes are sometimes sad;
They bring to mind a homeless waif
Engulfed in rain with nowhere safe
Most times I find a cheerful light
Within your eyes that sparkles bright,
And though my thoughts I try to hide
My happiness wells up inside
At times I see your eyes aglow
Like founts through which your passions flow;
And when I'm low they always loom
Like morning glories through the gloom
Your smile ashine beneath my gaze
Effulgent eyes beam all ablaze:
A look, a touch, a kiss I yearn,
You slowly make my body burn
While at your side and in a heap
I watched your eyes half closed with sleep,
And as you slept with pillow clutched,
Your eyelids with my lips I touched
And if you've ever wondered why
I try to search within each eye,
Though past is past, your eyes remind
Of bygone times when love was kind
And though your eyes still cast a spell
They seem to bid a fond farewell,
Reflecting but a fading storm
Although I know your thoughts are warm
And now our paths will part, alas,
For good things always come to pass;
Perhaps it lies within God's ken
That someday we may meet again
poem by Terry O'Leary
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Spellbound
(mansfield/ oneill/ palmer)
Spellbound, obsessed, Im entranced, possessed
I swear by stars above
Ive never been so much in love
Caught up, entwined, in your embrace, its so divine
You are my all
No lookin back, too far to fall
Spellbound
Baby dont you know, you got me spellbound
Spellbound
Wrenched an unknown feeling from my heart
Baby doll you know you keep me spellbound
Im so high on love I wont come down
Oh oh what do we do?
You fell for me I fell for you
Bewitched, but adored
I never loved like this before
I had a dream
My wish was granted
We got a love, I never thought Id find
Under your spell, I stay enchanted
You cast a charm
Our love is so sublime
Spellbound
Baby dont you know, you got me spellbound
Spellbound
Wrenched an unknown feeling from my heart
Baby doll you know you keep me spellbound
Im so high on love I wont come down
Your kiss is ecstacy, so much intensity
I swear by stars above
Ive never been so much in love
Spellbound
Baby dont you know, you got me spellbound
Spellbound
Wrenched an unknown feeling from my heart
Baby doll you know you keep me spellbound
Im so high on love I wont come down
Spellbound
Baby dont you know, you got me spellbound
Spellbound
Wrenched an unknown feeling from my heart
Baby doll you know you keep me spellbound
Im so high on love I wont come down
Spellbound
Baby dont you know, you got me spellbound
Spellbound
Wrenched an unknown feeling from my heart
song performed by by Robert Palmer
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Distances
distance. space.silence.
what is the distance between
your nose to my eyes?
it is the kiss that seals it.
what is the distance between
our silence for days?
it is the distance of longing.
what is the distance between
these miles and miles of separation?
it is this knowing a little bit of ourselves
that sews the torn pieces of cloth
i keep a little distance
between my heart and my head.
i keep this distance between
you and myself, you know why?
i want to see you more.
The farther you are, the more
i can see you the more you
can see me.
IT is the farthest star
that we long much.
IT is the love that is gone
that we want to recover.
IT is the broken heart that we
want to mend.
It is this certain distance
that makes us more human.
This longing. This pain.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Remove Her Necklace
City Park and a path of flowers at dusk,
The dream-inducing night;
I’m in love, I’m in love
With her Christmas heart
And wait for her to meet me
A quarter past midnight.
In a primitive motel,
We’ll rest from the highway,
I’ll remove her necklace
And kiss the nape of her neck;
I’ll remove her glasses
And kiss her delicate eyes
Of inner vision,
She is all I desire to see.
poem by Uriah Hamilton
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Impossible
If they had ever told me how sweet a kiss could be
I would have said impossible, impossible for me
And if they said Id find you beyond the rainbows end
I would have said impossible, impossible, my friend
To dream about what might have been
Is strange enough for me
But now it seems Im living in
A dream too beautiful to be
If they had said a moonbeam could calm a stormy sea
I would have said impossible but now at last I see
That nothing is impossible if you are here with me
I would have said impossible but now at last I see
That nothing is impossible if you are here with me
song performed by by Nat King Cole, music by Steve Allen, lyrics by Steve Allen (1956)
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Red wine, rain and my thoughts
Red wine,
rain
and my thoughts
but there's something missing
how can I say I don't know
everywhere is desolate, and
every corner in this city
hides your image
that makes me more thoughtful.
Red wine,
rain
and my thoughts,
sometimes I can't take a breath
and I can't hold my tears,
day by day living in this city,
without you
that's just meaningless.
Red wine,
rain
and my thoughts,
you are endless hope
all I have in this life
that takes me behind of the worlds
where I've found you with all my heart
Red wine,
rain
and my thoughts,
red wine is my dream
that ornament whole my life,
rain is your voice
that's always in my ears,
and my thoughts is just you who is also me
red wine,
rain
and my thoughts
written by Turgay HINIZ, Agust 2007, Sydney.
poem by Turgay Hiniz
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Pink Roses upon a Midnight Beach
I will saunter my way
Into the daylight of a new dream
Escaping every clinging sadness of the past,
Cherishing the wine of excitement and happiness
Along my paths of desire;
I will sing songs to the sunset
And be enraptured by the moon.
Sweet angel that I’ve known
Since I was only a child,
I’ll pick you up at Friday dusk
And we’ll drive laughing into the city,
The rock and roll and heartbeat drums
Of our mutual rhythm playing so loudly
To the car stereo speakers rocking my soul with yours.
Ah, we’re going to dance into the starlight,
I’ll kiss both of your eyes beneath streetlights,
I’m going to tattoo your name upon my chest
And give you pink roses upon a midnight beach
Lovely July embrace of something powerful
To redeem every lost minute we were not together.
I’m not afraid of tomorrow,
I’m going to trust my Romeo smile
To make everything magically fall in place,
The sunlight fragrance of your hair
And the gentleness of your face,
I know we’ll walk together
Through a flowery field of eternity!
poem by Uriah Hamilton
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Touched Her Face
I pray beneath streetlights
To find the light within myself;
I kiss holy books and letters she wrote
In the belief that life is sacred mystery.
Every day is an unknown journey;
Maybe our life will remain routine,
Maybe we will veer off into a nightmare or dream.
Perhaps, I’m shallow:
I only want to listen to music
And to smell the fragrance of her hair,
To exist in a place of flowers.
Anymore, I’m always on the verge tears
For no definable reason
And I can no longer discern
If I’m happy or sad.
If I disappear tomorrow,
It will be as if I never breathed
In this fragile place,
But a part of me believes
I’ve reached her heart
And touched her face.
poem by Uriah Hamilton
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Meet Me Halfway
Never dreamt I would hope
While I count the miles
Through the wind and the rain
I can see your smile
There aint no turning back
I can see it in the distance
Got it in my sight
Like a vision like a face
Coming out of the sky
You were there not a dream
You were there in my eyes
There aint no turning back
I can see it in the distance
Touch it through the night
Driving into the light
When Im on my own
When Im all alone
Wont you meet me halfway
Wont you meet me halfway
Is it a dream?
Is it a dream coming true?
Meet me halfway
Like a vision like a face
Coming out of the sky
You were there not a dream
You were there in my eyes
There are no words to say
I can see you in the distance
Hear you through the night
Aint no easy way
When youre on your own
When youre all alone
Wont you meet me halfway
Wont you meet me halfway
Is it a dream?
Is it a dream coming true?
Meet me halfway
song performed by by Moody Blues
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Everything Is Mozart
At the opera theater in the dark
I was intoxicated by the perfume on her sweater;
The evening was racing toward midnight
And I sat listening to the Magic Flute
Wishing I had another bottle of wine
To calm all of my thoughts
About the way she would smile
Beneath the city stars
On the way to her car.
I wanted to sit on her mother's verandah
And continue to drink and take in every nuanced pause
Of her exhilarating history in the sweet way that she talks.
poem by Uriah Hamilton
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Jet City Woman
Every time I leave
You say you wont be there.
And youre always there.
Every time I cry your name at night,
You pull close and say its alright.
I look in your eyes, just like the rain.
Washing me, rain wash over me.
Touching your face, I feel the heat
Of your heartbeat echo in my head like a scream.
What you do to me!
Waited so long I cant wait another day without you.
Jet city woman.
Its a long way, home to my
Jet city woman.
I see her face everywhere, cant get her out of my mind.
Whenever Im alone Im thinking,
Theres a part missing from my life.
Wonder where Id be without your love
Holding me together now im
Watching the time tick, tick away.
Face grows longer every day.
Fortunes are lost on the women Ive seen
But without you I cant breathe!
Youre the air to me!
Waited so long, Im all alone thinking about you.
Jet city woman.
Got to find my way home to her.
Jet city woman.
I see her face everywhere I look!
Jet city woman.
Just a thousand miles and Ill be there
Jet city woman, to make the clouds go away.
Time for some blue sky!
Waited so long now the planes delayed
And hour, reminds me of all our days apart.
Hold on, just a little longer.
Jet city woman.
Wonder where Id be, youre the air to me.
Jet city woman.
Eyes like the rain, rain down on me.
Jet city woman.
No more nights alone Im almost home now.
Jet city woman.
Close my eyes, Im there in my jet city.
song performed by by Queensryche
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Box Of Rain
Look out of any window, any morning, any evening, any day.
Maybe the sun is shining, birds are singing,
No rain is falling from a heavy sky.
What do you want me to do, to do for you to see you through?
For this is all a dream we dreamed one afternoon, long ago.
Walk out of any doorway, feel your way, feel your way like the day before.
Maybe youll find direction,
Around some corner where its been waiting to meet you.
What do you want me to do, to watch for you while you are sleeping?
The please dont be surprised when you find me dreaming too.
Look into any eyes you find by you, you can see clear to another day,
Maybe been seen before, through other eyes on other days while going home.
What do you want me to do, to do for you to see you through?
Its all a dream we dreamed one afternoon, long ago.
Walk into splintered sunlight,
Inch your way through dead dreams to another land.
Maybe youre tired and broken,
Your tongue is twisted with words half spoken and thoughts unclear
What do you want me to do, to do for you to see you through?
A box of rain will ease the pain, and love will see you through.
Just a box of rain, wind and water,
Sun and shower, wind and rain,
In and out the window like a moth before a flame.
And its just a box of rain, I dont know who put it there,
Believe it if you need it, or leave it if you dare.
And its just a box of rain, or a ribbon for your hair;
Such a long long time to be gone, and a short time to be there.
song performed by by Grateful Dead
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Warchild
Ill take you down to that bright city mile ---
There to powder your sweet face and paint on a smile,
That will show all of the pleasures and none of the pain,
When you join my explosion
And play with my games.
Warchild dance the days, and dance the nights away.
No unconditional surrender; no armistice day ---
Each night Ill die in my contentment and lie in your grave.
While you bring me water and I give you wine ---
Let me dance in your tea-cup and you shall swim in mine.
Warchild dance the days, and dance the nights away.
Open your windows and Ill walk through your doors.
Let me live in your country --- let me sleep by your shores.
Warchild dance the days, and dance the nights away.
song performed by by Jethro Tull
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He Wore Dark Sun glasses
The sun it was not shining and dark gray were the skies
Yet he wore dark sun glasses for to conceal his eyes
From the gaze of other people what was he trying to hide
Since to the mirror of his soul daylight he had denied.
Or maybe his eyes are sensitive to light so dark glasses at all times he must wear
Since seeing one wearing dark glasses on a cloudy morning is quite rare
In sunny weather many wear dark glasses to save their eyes from the sun's glare
On bright and warm Summer days of the sun one must beware.
This morning in the wind and rain it did seem strange to me
A young man wearing dark sun glasses out walking I did see
On such an overcast day sunglasses did seem out of place
If you cannot see a person's eyes you cannot memorize their face.
He may have eyes sensitive to light and have to wear dark glasses every day
But when I said hello to him he had nothing to say
If you cannot see a person's eyes to you that person a stranger remain
And I would not recognize his face were I to see him again.
poem by Francis Duggan
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I wait to meet her gaze then she will understand I will hold my breath and kiss her hand
I wait to meet her gaze then she will understand
I will hold my breath and kiss her hand
I will see her blush her cheeks red now
I will smell her hair and kiss her brow
It will bring me joy to hear her speak
I will take her hand and kiss her cheek
I will feel her skin beneath my finger tips
I will hold her face and kiss her lips
Our love's true passion can now begin
I will caress her form and kiss her skin
Our passion will flow like summer rain
Our love will be fulfilled as we kiss again
In the afterglow in fond embrace
We speak of love and I kiss her face
poem by Deep Dark Soul Poet
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Days of April
O, my days of April, I've pined for you so long
And waited to see your gardens return where they belong
O, my days of April, which find me with a fellow
Do you see my new smile outglowing daffodills yellow?
O, my days of April, you leave me sleepless in your splendor
You find me beneath the shaded trees in his arms tender
Marveling beneath the orange sunlight that covers the grassy hills
Feeling the blissful breeze travel where it wills
O, my days of April, his voice hums like your honey bees
It often sends my heart on happy little sprees
And as we swim through the land of lavender seas
I thank you for the days you bring such as these
O, my days of April, he smells like your fresh rain
That waters the mowed grass in the thirsty plains
His eyes shine like the diamonds you leave on the blades
I hold them to my memory to escape December days
O, my days of April, remember you'll live forevermore
Your cloudless days and golden rays always will knock at May's door
And your flowers will bloom so high they almost reach the gables
But remember us, remember us, my sweet days of April
poem by Whitney Albright
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