Thin Summer Dress
After the party laughter,
Her lips are still red
As she walks beneath
The soft glow of moonlight.
Lasciviously, she smiles at me
Knowing I already adore her
Even more than my wounded eyes
Could ever reveal
Gazing upon her
Like a pious monk
Upon a sacred icon.
Her thin summer dress
Tenderly breaks my heart,
But this is the type of suffering
In which I desire to linger.
poem by Uriah Hamilton
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Party Heart
B. bryant
Youve got a party heart, a gay time party heart
Youre only happy when the partys going on
And it makes me sad because I know that partys have to end
And when this partys over, youll be gone
I love your party heart your playful party heart
But though you make me laugh you also make me cry
Cos I know you only think of me as just a party friend
And when the partys done youll say goodbye
A playtime girl like you plays lots of thrills in life it seems
But oh, what Id ever give to be the playboy of your dreams
Id tame your party heart, your fickle party heart
And someday thats just what some party boy will do
But I love you so, I guess that Ill cry just as much as you
When someone breaks your party heart in two
When someone breaks your party heart in two
When someone breaks your party heart in two....
song performed by by Roy Orbison
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Anything I’ve Known of Her
Love finds a way to survive
Even through the desert of denial
And the abysmal distance of separation.
Two souls can learn to communicate
Using telepathic messages
And mystical transmissions of imagination.
When my heart has suffered
The unrelenting ordeal
Of not gazing into her eyes,
My memories merely grow stronger
For every romantic detail
Of her dazzling existence:
The way her hair sways
When she walks
And rests upon her shoulders
When she collects her thoughts
In the pensive moonlight,
The soft movements of her lips
When she smiles
Or when she talks,
The lovely elegance of her hands
Placing a flower into a vase,
The stunning beauty of her face
Standing in the sunlight beside a window.
I’ll never forget anything I’ve known of her
And the way it felt like revelation
When we sat together in a simple room.
poem by Uriah Hamilton
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Moonlight Seranade
I stand at your gate
And the song that I sing is of moonlight
I stand and I wait
For the touch of your hand in the June light
The roses are side you
A moonlight serenade
The star's are a glow
And tonight how there light
Sets me dreaming
My love do you know
That your eyes, are like stars
Brightly beaming
I bring you, and sing you
A moonlight serenade
Let us stray, till break of day
In loves valley of dreams
Just you and I
A summer sky
A heavenly breeze
Kissing the trees
So don't let me wait
Come to me tenderly in the June night
I stand at your gate
And I sing you a song in the moonlight
A love song, my darlin
A moonlight serenade
So don't let me wait
Come to me tenderly in the June night
I stand at your gate
And I sing you a song in the moonlight
A love song, my darlin
A moonlight serenade
A moonlight serenade
song performed by by Barry Manilow
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Poem - II
Death walks through the mind's dark woods,
Beautiful as aconite,
A lily-flower in his pale hand
And eyes like moonstones burning bright.
Love walks down heart's corridors
Singing for a crust of bread
All the tales of laughing youth
Who tomorrow will lie dead.
Here two summer metaphors;
For even on a sun-mad day
Laughter breaks into salt tears,
And grave is never far away.
poem by Henry Treece
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Soon As My Heart Breaks
Soon as my heart breaks
Soon as my mind starts telling me
That Ive had enough
That Ive given all Ive got to you
With nothing in return
Soon as my heart breaks
Soon as my soul stops aching for you
Then Ill be alright
Maybe I can sleep the night
Knowing that Im free again
But how can I walk on knowing youre the only one I need
Cant you see me
Soon as my heart breaks
Soon as I hide the tears I cry
That youll will never know
Holding back the side of me
That longs to leave but cant let go
And how can I move on knowing your love is the one I need
Cant you see m
Cause if my heart breaks
Ill have to find the strength
To say the words goodbye
Soon as my heart breaks
song performed by by Taylor Dayne
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Under The Moonlight
Under this moonlight I know I have no chance with you,
You look at me with such sadness,
Those eyes put me under a spell,
A spell I can not break,
Such sorrow,
Under the moonlight,
You glow with such beauty,
Your smile,
Your laughter,
Your touch,
How I miss those,
My eyes feel with tears,
Such sadness,
You can not bare to ignore,
Under this moonlight,
You say I look beautiful,
You look at me as if we were to kiss under this moonlight,
I can feel your hands all around me,
You speak to me with soften words,
You wisper in my ears,
Under the moonlight,
You shine like the sun,
You made me happy till the day you left me with a broken promise,
A broken heart,
Under this moonlight,
I cried for you,
A soften words you can not hear,
Something that I rather leave behind,
Something you and I don't belong,
Under the moonlight,
We say our goodbyes.
poem by Jennifer Rondeau
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Purple Dress
Emerald hope in the misty hills
The sea rescues meaning like a dream
Let the tides roll with wild poetry
You are an old kiln of love
Emerson brings words of golden stone
Granite ghosts in the winds
Poets ridge like a candle of eyes
Time brings grand shadows of Concord
Longfellow haunts the sun
Boston regal as a Irish maiden
First fruits grow like summer wheat
Amber December
Litany with quiet satin
Laughter in the third person
Stars appear
Moonlight sings
Vapor vows glow
Red and blue make purple
Your purple dress of sage desire
poem by Joseph Narusiewicz
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Summer Skies
Summer skies
When clouds have dried their eyes
And all fierce storms have died
Listen, -fickle breeze just sighed.
And sunshine laughs across your hair
As England bathes in evening air
Upon your lips I taste fine wine
Lending sips from heavens' vine.
And as church bells peal their echo soft
Sunday will reveal aloft
Like meadow dance of happy flora
As summer skies reflect aurora.
Winters' frozen feeling flying free
Red sky smiles revealing tranquility.
Bees humming natures' tune
Serenade the hissing noon
The woman that I'm missing,
Soon, will hold me under crescent moon.
Summer skies
Rivers flow
-But passion will fly
Promises glow,
Then like fashion will die.
And so we walk the twilight beach
No dream is ever out of reach
No sunset ever waved goodbye
Without a twinkle in its eye.
As love returns with sweet surprise
Your touch still burns
Like summer skies.
poem by Kevin East
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Trumpet Player
The Negro
With the trumpet at his lips
Has dark moons of weariness
Beneath his eyes
where the smoldering memory
of slave ships
Blazed to the crack of whips
about thighs
The negro
with the trumpet at his lips
has a head of vibrant hair
tamed down,
patent-leathered now
until it gleams
like jet-
were jet a crown
the music
from the trumpet at his lips
is honey
mixed with liquid fire
the rhythm
from the trumpet at his lips
is ecstasy
distilled from old desire-
Desire
that is longing for the moon
where the moonlight's but a spotlight
in his eyes,
desire
that is longing for the sea
where the sea's a bar-glass
sucker size
The Negro
with the trumpet at his lips
whose jacket
Has a fine one-button roll,
does not know
upon what riff the music slips
It's hypodermic needle
to his soul
but softly
as the tune comes from his throat
trouble
mellows to a golden note
poem by Langston Hughes
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What I Wouldn't Give
What I wouldn't give
To dance by the light of the moon
To revel in the soft glow of dawn
And to watch sunset with you
What I wouldn't give
To watch your pupils dilate with longing
Your eyes narrow with love
Your smile full of laughter
What I wouldn't give
For just one day with you
Without another's judgement
With nobody else watching
What I wouldn't give
For a night alone with you
To please you, and hold you
With love in my heart
What I wouldn't give
To kindle your desire
To be needed as desperately as
I need for you
What I wouldn't give
To be held in your arms
To feel your soft lips on mine
To feel your caress on my cheek
What I wouldn't give
For your need to be mirrored by my own
For your love to shine through your eyes
And for you to be mine unconditionally
What I wouldn't give…
poem by Gwenevere Cornwell
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She walks in beauty
She walks in beauty, eyes soft,
Innocent; silky breast that captures
men’s heart, her alarming whiteness,
making angels turn dark.
In times of sorrow, she's the light; if she
cries, her tears breakdown into drops of
divine moist. Wrapped in her skin, never
has a sin, her lips turn to fear in
the eyes of evil. Her sacred presence makes earth
heavenly; her beauty blinds the power of vision,
her virtuous is an envious, making instinct
jealousy take over. She walks in beauty.
poem by Elenushka Toledo
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With Your Soft Lips
With your soft lips on my cheek
I am caught in moments that draw out,
I am melting in every beautiful gaze,
with eyes flaming and touching
you let my time linger in moments
and near to each other in trust
you voice sounds like birdsong
and we are both affectionate;
with your soft lips.
Sometimes you look scared,
as if I am going grab or catch you
and at other times you understand,
when we kiss each other pleasantly
without getting our feelings in restraint;
with your soft lips.
poem by Gert Strydom
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Biker Like An Icon
There was a girl who loved a biker
She used to follow him across america
But the biker didnt like her.
She didnt care, she still persisted
Though her brother said she was twisted
And the family said they wouldnt miss her
Anyway.
She loved the biker like an icon
Gazing at his picture everyday.
She loved the biker like an icon
Slowly watching precious water drip away.
She did her best to fix a meeting
She pulled it off one night in hollywood
When he met her he couldnt let her get away.
He didnt ask for her permission
He took advantage of her position
But he was always her ambitiion
Anyway.
She loved the biker like an icon
Gazing at his picture everyday.
She loved the biker like an icon
Slowly watching precious water drip away.
The family tried so hard to find her
They showed her picture across america.
But no trace of her sweet face
Was ever found.
She loved the biker like an icon
Gazing at his picture everyday.
She loved the biker like an icon
Slowly watching precious water drip away.
song performed by by Paul McCartney
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My attitude for 'Thanksgiving' and Gratitude
The The Imaginative Intelligent Handsome Man
Kisses on the head,
On the forehead,
On the checks,
On the rosy lips
On the eye led,
On the neck,
On the musical ears,
On the fingertips,
On the generous heart,
And the broad chest,
Call it Love, call it lust,
Call it tenderness,
It is a fusion of all of this;
It is an Arabic woman way;
My very passionate way,
To tell you how grateful
I feel for your brilliant deeds:
Thanks for your laughter
From my spontaneous jokes,
Thanks for your knee touch,
Thanks for your dreamy gaze
It encouraged me to dream
As well,
Thanks for bringing
Smile back to my lips,
Thanks for your broken
Appointment, it made
Soft tears linger on
My eye lashes and led,
Thanks for bringing
Back to life
My adventurous personality,
Thanks for awakening
My desire for love…for life,
Thanks for blushing
From my comments
On the colour of your eyes,
Thanks for telling me
"You are blushing as well",
It brought back to me
Awareness of my femininity,
Americans' symbols for
Gratitude and Thanksgiving
Are ‘ Turkeys'
Mine are soft kisses,
They are a kind of sweet,
Not that nourishing,
Except for an elevated self,
If you compare,
Which will you prefer?
Which do you really desire? !
9 Nov.2005
Iowa City.
poem by Nadia Abduljabbar
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Remember me! ! !
Remember me every year when the summer comes again
When the sun shines above golden and bright
Like your heart
I know how you feel
Remember me!
Did you remember those summer days?
You will Smile and your eyes that i adore
Those green eyes will glow more bright then the sun above
And the angels will fly above while you smile
Those green eyes like those green days
How i loved those eyes take care of those eyes and
Remember me!
Remember me every year when the winter days come again
And when its a lovely raining day
While the drops of rain runs trough your hair
To slip and make love on your soft skin
Remember me!
Remember me every time that you meet
Those poor kids on the corner of the streets
Or an old man and alone people on the road
I know what you will feel
Those eyes will tear
Remember me!
poem by Sossi Khachadourian
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Surviving Existence after Seeing Her
Cool cellar wine,
A summer vintage
Of many drunken seasons lovelorn,
I dreamt of kissing her eyes
On midnights scattered now
To oblivion.
Her waist in the moonlight,
She wore a simple dress more majestic
On her frame than a Rembrandt;
I fell victim to the tender ache of desire,
Orgasmic but as soft as a feather.
Jealousy and deprival,
The wearing away of youth
And tragic denial,
If only to weep
One more time beside her
Or study her slender wrists
Again in the sunlight!
poem by Uriah Hamilton
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The Winter Moon
Its the sweet sultry taste of winter on my lips,
the shadow of the pale moonlight on my eyes,
and behind the thin drapes of midnight clouds,
amidst the stars shining bright and clear,
smiles the radiance of the winter moon.
If I had seen heaven,
I would admit I had seen it,
hiding shyly behind the curtains of the night,
the winter moon at zenith, smiles down at me.
Its this breeze blowing gently,
mixing the scent of the winter with the moon,
and I stay awake,
my heart filled to the brim with love,
appreciating the splendour of the winter moon!
poem by Amatulla Mohammadi
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Up On Helderberg Hill In A Vast Pine Forest
Up on Helderberg hill in a vast pine forest,
the wind gently rushes through the trees,
the scent of pine is everywhere about me,
while far beneath at the Strand beach
waves are forever braking against the shore,
a far off church bell rings somewhat solitary,
as the twilight falls all over us with silver,
with a magical garment that covers everything
and you look lovely, somewhat like a toy doll
with stars twinkling with twilight in your eyes,
in you my desire flames forever, rivers flow deep
while you send it where and when you will
aim glances, smiles and touching soft lips
while you are drawing all of my arrows,
silences have a own painful meaning
but our embraces, kisses and touch do anchor
in something much darker and deeper
than the coming of this approaching night,
while you kiss me breathless like the wind
that is dying, draw me tenderly in to the grass.
poem by Gert Strydom
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Rose Red
Oh rosy rose red
How adorable you are
In green garden’s bed
Like a summer star
Full of day's thrill
And a bouquets’ queen
Love’s passion to fill
Nowhere prettier seen
Blossoms of the light
In your silky red glow
Eyes adore and abide
When petals you show
Passion is your name
In your image striking
Red reddish hot flame
Love’s prettiest liking
Oh rosy rose red
In the autumn so fair
When colors you bled
Are like lover’s tear
In each day you live
You reveal even more
And bouquets you give
For adore and amour
poem by Peter S. Quinn
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Tenderly
(nayan/christopher bednar)
Across the room you gave a glance
Your soft, sweet eyes put me in a trance
And since that day youve cherished me
So to my heart youll always hold the key
Tenderly, is the way to handle me
Oh so tenderly, how your touch can set me free
You baby, youre the only one
Its the little things youve given me
The time we spend so preciously
The special way you act when Im around
Your gentle kiss brings me up when Im down
Tenderly, is the way to handle me
Oh so tenderly, how your touch can set me free
You baby, youre the only one
When were all alone it feels so right
Making love to you all through the night
The softness in your touch it shows me how you care
I want you so much more with each day that we share
Tenderly, is the way to handle me
Oh so tenderly, how your touch can set me free
You baby, youre the only one
Tenderly, is the way to handle me
Oh so tenderly, only you can set me free
Baby, tenderly, is the way to handle me
You, baby, youre the only one
song performed by by Tiffany
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