A Perfect Fit
out of passion
was crafted love
he the warm hand
she is his glove
poem by Esther Leclerc
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Sonnet 14
Here, hold this glove (this milk-white cheveril glove)
Not quaintly over-wrought with curious knots,
Not deckt with golden spangs, nor silver spots,
Yet wholesome for thy hand as thou shall prove.
Ah no; (sweet boy) place this glove neere thy heart,
Weare it, and lodge it still within thy brest,
So shall thou make me (most unhappy), blest.
So shalt thou rid my paine, and ease my smart:
How can that be (perhaps) thou wilt reply,
A glove is for the hand not for the heart,
Nor can it well be prov'd by common art,
Nor reasons rule. To this, thus answere I:
If thou from glove do'st take away the g,
Then glove is love: and so I send it thee.
poem by Richard Barnfield
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This love of mine
That you always doubt
Despite the passion
We always have,
Is not always strong
To keep you warm
Of course, you soon
Will grow cold as ice
In my hand and so soon
You shall melt like
Water slipping through
My fingers,
I am ready for this
I have kept the other
Hand warm to hold
My other hand when
The night gets
Colder and you are
No longer there.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Of course, soon you will grow cold
This love of mine
That you always doubt
Despite the passion
We always have,
Is not always strong
To keep you warm
Of course, you soon
Will grow cold as ice
In my hand and so soon
You shall melt like
Water slipping through
My fingers,
I am ready for this
I have kept the other
Hand warm to hold
My other hand when
The night gets
Colder and you are
No longer there.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Crafted By The People
The light of humanity
crafted by the angels
the pleasures of the earth
crafted by the gods
The evil
the hate
and the wars
crafted by the people
poem by Dave Alan Walker
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The Glove Of The Live Lady.
Her glove! It was rare Ben who sung it,
That best of gloves of the lady dead!
Another's here, as one had flung it
In anger at her lover's head.
Was it but this that it was made for,
One of a pair perhaps he'd paid for,
To have it favored in this fashion?
But gloves are gloves, and passion's passion!
And he, it may be, liked her better
For her rich anger as she threw it:
'Twas worth a glove to so upset her
And know he had the power to do it,
So he might kiss the white hands after
Her passion turned to tears and laughter!
poem by Robert Crawford
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Hand In Glove
Hand in glove
The sun shines out of our behinds
No, it's not like any other love
This one is different - because it's us
Hand in glove
We can go wherever we please
And everything depends upon
How near you stand to me
And if the people stare
Then the people stare
Oh, i really don't know and i really don't care
Kiss my shades ... oh ...
Hand in glove
The good people laugh
Yes, we may be hidden by rags
But we've something they never have
Hand in glove
The sun shines out of our behinds
Yes, we may be hidden by rags
But we've something they never have
And if the people stare
Then the people stare
Oh, i really don't know and i really don't care
Kiss my shades ... oh ...
So, hand in glove i stake my claim
I'll fight to the last breath
If they dare touch a hair on your head
I'll fight to the last breath
For the good life is out there somewhere
So stay on my arm, you little charmer
But i know my luck too well
Yes, i know my luck too well
And i'll probably never see you again
I'll probably never see you again
I'll probably never see you again
Oh ...
song performed by by Smiths
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I've Got My Love To Keep Me Warm
The snow is snowing, the wind is blowing
But I can weather the storm!
What do I care how much it may storm?
I've got my love to keep me warm
I can't remember a worse December
Just watch those icicles form!
What do I care if icicles form?
I've got my love to keep me warm
Off with my overcoat, off with my glove
I need no overcoat, I'm burning with love!
My heart's on fire, the flame grows higher
So I will weather the storm!
What do I care how much it may storm?
I've got my love to keep me warm
Off with my overcoat, off with my glove
I need no overcoat, I'm burning with love!
My heart's on fire, the flame grows higher
So I will weather the storm!
What do I care how much it may storm?
I've got my love to keep me warm
Out with the fire off with the sweater
I got a heater coultn't be better will be
So confee all through the storm
I've got my love to keep me warm
song performed by by Barry Manilow
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B: VII: The Glove
In the beginning was the love.
It oozed itself around him,
Gradually became his glove.
Warmth became addictive.
Love left for easier hands.
The glove stayed on for summer-
The sweat! that he got into
For fear a misplaced glove would mean
A cold and loveless winter.
poem by Douglas Scotney
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Black Glove
My dad owns a lonely glove
Of black leather
It looks rough but it's soft
Like velvet feathers
It has five pockets
And on my fingers
They feels snug and warm
A lone black dove, his glove
Searching for its partner
All day long
'I'm lonely' it says
No one talks to me
I used to have a partner
I ask 'Where is she? '
I'm different than you
They all say 'I am the best, Yo! '
I sit and wonder 'Where did she go? '
The one who thinks that I am cool
My dad's lonely glove broods
poem by Ryan Perera
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Learn to Express
I may learn to express, to explain and state,
But learning is superior when late.
The love of knowledge is greater than love
And all its intricacies, all of the above.
But the glove fits on the hand we prefer,
It carries wisdom for the glove to refer.
A fantasy emerged due to age and height,
To reason with change and design it tight.
poem by Naveed Akram
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Starlight Night
We lay hand in hand, head to head, eye to eye
The stars staring down, as if they were in envy
The moon radiating light upon us, as if it we were a showcase
The passion which was united, a passion of true love
Passion which wrote upon paper, can never portray my passion for you
True passion is like a song, A never ending list of cords and notes
An innovation of a creative mind, written from the soul and heart
A never ending canvas of joys and memories
True passion can never die, it can never fade away, for it lies deep down
You are my true passion, my true calling, my true love
poem by Michael James Kennedy Findlay
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Fits Like A Glove
Aint a cardinal sin, baby lemme in, girl Im gonna treat you right
Well goodness sakes, my snakes alive and its ready to bite
Hornets nest, lay me down to rest, ooh I wanna shed my skin
I got the urge to merge, youre cold as ice, baby wont you lemme in
Night scenes, wet dreams, enough to make you drool
And fire, fire, fire for the fuel
Dont like to dress, talk too good, but I found my queen
Not too clean, know what I like, if you know what I mean
Baby, baby, guess you win the prize
Maybe, baby, where the sun never shines
This must be love, fits like a glove
Well it must be love, it must be love - fits like a glove - fits like a glove
Feel the heat, drivers seat, my blessing is my curse
Think Im gonna burst, a gonna burst, a gonna burst
Night scenes, wet dreams, enough to make you drool
And fire, fire, fire for the fuel
Ooh baby, babe - fits like a glove
Yeah yeah, yeah yeah, yeah yeah - fits like a glove - fits like a glove
Cause when I go through her, its just like a hot knife through butter, ooh yeah
Baby, baby, guess you win the prize
Maybe, baby, where the sun never shines
Fits like a glove - well it must be love, it must be love - fits like a glove
Fits like a glove - well it must be love, it must be love
Fits like a glove
song performed by by Kiss
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The things I love with a passion
I rock and roll with passion
I talk out my soul with a passion
I eat good food with passion
I defeat bad mood with a passion
I sleep well with passion
I weep hell with a passion
I dream endlessly with passion
I gleam ceaselessly with a passion
I aim for money with passion
I do the same for honey with a passion
I listen carefully with passion
I glisten dutifully with a passion
I search for fame with passion
I research to blame with a passion
I walk everyday with passion
I talk and play with a passion
I embrace life with passion
I face nightlife with a passion
I laugh out with passion
I chaffe about with a passion
I cook with others with passion
I look at mothers with a passion
I touch gently with passion
I clutch tightly with a passion
I work hard with a passion
I rock mad with a passion
I gear up goals with passion
I stir up roles with a passion
I make friends with passion
I take weekends with a passion
I love kissing with passion
I love teasing with a passion
I make love with passion
I take from above with a passion
If push comes to shove
Label me old fashioned
For these are things I caption
In life with all my passion
Copyright 2006 - Sylvia Chidi
poem by Sylvia Chidi
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I think a badly crafted, great idea for a new film with a ton of spelling mistakes is just 100 times better than a well-crafted stale script.
quote by Alexander Payne
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Krisco Kisses
(gill/johnson/nash/otoole)
*thunder thunder
I love that thunder- yeah
Hunger hunger
You feed my hunger - yeah
Hunger hunger
**take it to the top my love
Lets take it to the top
With a fist way past the rest
Take it to the top
***you fit me like a glove, my love
You fit me like a glove
Be my friend my be-bop
Take it to the top my love
****krisco kisses, kisses
Never misses, misses
Krisco kisses, kisses
You can take it up, up and up
*(repeat)
**(repeat)
You fit me like a glove my love
My little puppet glove
Be my friend, my be-bop
Take it to the top, my love oh
Yeah
****(repeat)
Higher, higher
I love that thunder
You feed my hunger
Higher, higher
I love that thunder
You feed my hunger
Hunger, hunger
Hunger, hunger
Hunger, hunger
You fit me like a glove my love
You fit me like a glove
You fit me like a glove my love
You fit me like a glove
***(repeat)
****(repeat)
song performed by by Frankie Goes To Hollywood
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Where Is My Passion
Where is my passion
Far too much pain
Where is my passion
Must I love in vain?
Where is my passion
I need must know
Where is my passion
I want so much to grow
Where is my passion
Lost in your lips
Where is my passion
I feel for your kiss
Where is my passion
Lost in your eyes
Where is my passion
Release me to fly
Where is my passion
There in your hands
Where is my passion
Touch me…expand
Where is my passion
Please…be a man
poem by Fleurette Elaine Harris
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He Loves Me
He loves me this I know
Everything he does, tells me so
I love the beauty of his soul
To see him, is something wonderful to behold
The love he shows me, has been from the start
His realness, this man has touched my heart
Not to mention his soulful touch
Let me know he loves me so very much
He has touched my heart, soul and mind
His love is one that most people will never find
When I look in his eyes, what do I see?
A Real man and I know he loves me
He has forever
Been in my life
For his heart speaks my name
He is my lover
For everything he does
Is to let me know his love for me
No sea or ocean can keep his arms
From my dark chocolate skin
For it is my brown sugar
His wishes to be in...
And his brown skin, I want close to mine
As we move against each other, and forget about time....
As our love...making... we love to express
The passion that binds us and nothing else
His loving fulfills..... me like no other
So blissful, like slow molasses
He is the one that I desire... not another...
As far as the ocean is wide
And through miles of water that is the sea
I was blessed with that special someone
And my man.....He loves me......
I carry the magic that is He
I know I am loved, no matter what we are going through...........
He is the beautiful music to my ears
The calmness to my fears
Two hearts drawn together, by destiny
He is my forever.......and He loves me.
He love you for there is on other...
The choice...you from up above...
My warm... entwined with the inner
that is you....Oooo... baby...
My (HAND MADE) queen...
Crafted by the almighty just for me...
I taste you when there is no you...
I feel you when there is no you...
I, I, I....love you my queen...
Head to toe...
There is no place on you I shall not go...
Hold my hand and let just walk and talk...
Smile for me my sweet Heavenly... Made Treat...
Written by: whisperkwane and Lowanda Lee(c) 2011
poem by whisperkwane Lamb
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Hand I Hold
The hand I hold
is the hand of love
when people see me anywhere.
The hand that steadies me
when storm clouds appear.
The hand that wipes away
the tears I want to hide.
The hand I hold
is the hand of love
tender soft and warm.
The hand that mends
and helps time heal
any wanton sore.
The hand that comforts
when tragedies come to pass.
The hand I hold
is the hand of love
and will be with me
until the day I die.
29 January 2011
poem by David Harris
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Love On (Non Album B-Side)
Did you know I can feel your smile?
You and I grow closer all the while.
Can't think of a time when you're more than I love you away.
You are the moon in my night.
You're the sun in my day.
Shine on, shine on
Have I told you, you're my morning star?
You're my rainbow, you're my Summer shower.
Can't think of a time when you're more than a raindrop away.
You are the moon in my night.
You're the sun in my day.
Shine on,
Do my ears deceive me?
Or did you say you'd not leave me?
That from now on, we could be together.
Closer than a hand is to a glove.
That I'm the only one you love.
It's forever.
Love on,
(Instrumental)
Do my ears deceive me?
Or did you say you'd not leave me?
That from now on, we could be together.
Closer than a hand is to a glove.
That I'm the only one you love.
It's forever, forever, forever.
Love on (forever)
Love on (forever)
song performed by by Cliff Richard
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Plastic Passion
Plastic passion is a hard to handle
Plastic passion is a sold out scandal
Oh it's a plastic passion
It's a plastic passion
Plastic passion is the ladies lover
Plastic passion is the marble mother
Oh it's a plastic passion
It's a plastic passion
Plastic passion is a diamond delight
Plastic passion is the nadir of night
Oh it's a plastic passion
It's a plastic passion
It's a plastic passion
Plastic passion is a hycoscine heart
Plastic passion is a transparent tart
Oh it's a plastic passion
It's a plastic passion
Plastic passion is a gold guarantee
The plastic passion is murdering me
Oh it's a plastic passion
It's a plastic passion
It's a plastic passion
song performed by by Cure
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