Awakening Love
awakening love
with desiring eyes
flirting thick mouth
and purple lips
holding back dark
in a smile
poem by Peter S. Quinn
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Your Flirting Heart
How you really turn their heads
Just like you do to me so well
Even though your so well read
Your Flirting Heart
When you look back and smile
I can't help but not take you real
You tell me I'm the only lover
But I don't know if that's how you feel
Your Flirting Heart
I rather just take my own time
And let love lead the very way
Instead of rushing in it all
If our love is real then it will stay
Your Flirting Heart
poem by Suelynn Walters
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Flirting
A flirting wife and a flirting husband,
With an unusual knock at the door of love;
But the hairy chest and the lovely lips will tell the story,
And one day you will be caught and exposed!
Venus is the pagan goddess of physical love,
And like 'Sunday' for the Sun God;
But with fallible and erring all over the world!
For i have seen enough with my eyes.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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The Flirting Kind
She used to be the flirting kind
But the boy loved her anyway
He made up his mind
She said, whats a girl to do to be content?
Use your imagination
Time to experiment
Make love like a punishment
So they call her the flirting kind
The flirting kind
You better stop
Stop your running round
I got everything I wanted
I could make up for lost ground
With the flirting kind
The flirting kind
Your love is best
But Ill leave like the rest
The flirting kind
The flirting kind
They say that her fate is sealed
But shes much too beautiful to ever yield
She says, whats a girl to do to be content?
Use your imagination
Time to experiment
Make love like a punishment
So they call her the flirting kind
The flirting kind
Shes crying in her sleep
For a man tone deaf
So is a man all over
Hes all over, all over town
With the flirting kind
The flirting kind
Your love is best
But Ill leave like the rest
The flirting kind
The flirting kind
song performed by by Elvis Costello
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Flirtation
Yes, leave my side to flirt with Maude,
To gaze into her eyes,
To whisper in her ear sweet words,
And low impassioned sighs;
And though she give you glance for glance,
And smile and scheme and plot,
You cannot raise a jealous thought,
I know you love her not.
Now turn to laughing Lulu,
That Witty, gay coquette,
With her teeth of shining pearl,
Her eyes and hair of jet:
With a mirthful smile imprison
Her hand within your own,
And softly press it—what care I?
You love but me alone.
To Ida’s chair you wander,
You’re bending o’er her now,
Until your own dark curls have brushed
Against her queenly brow;
In vain she strives to bind you
With fascinating spell;
For if sharply now I suffer,
You suffer too as well.
This fit of gay coquetry
Is meant, ah! well I know
To avenge my quiet flirting
At our ball a night ago,
With that winning, handsome stranger,—
Remember, Harry dear,
’Twas yourself who introduced him,
Yourself who brought him here.
Let us cease this cruel warfare,
Come back to me again!
Ah, what do we reap from flirting
But heartaches, mutual pain?
You’ll forgive my past shortcomings—
Be tender as of yore
And we both will make a promise
To henceforth flirt no more.
poem by Rosanna Eleanor Leprohon
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Dark Fate
The metallic taste still lingers in my mouth
the dark crimson liquid stains my lips
the little i have the more i want
as i look into your eyes that are dark endless pits
i see a slight smile on your face
you slowly whisper in my ear
'togather we are one, we are immortal'
i look down to see what i have done
your wrisit is now darkly coloured in the crimson colour
this is our dark fate, now and forever
we are one, togather and always..
poem by Pointless Sixx
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Whats She Like
Whats she like when she turns around to kiss you goodnight? /
When she wakes up in the morning by your side? / whats she like?
Whats she like? / the yellow moon or the deep blue of the sea? /
Do you feel the same way you did when it was me? / whats she like?
Oh Ive been holding on / Ive been holding on for far too long /
Ive been holding on / Ive been holding on much too long.
Whats she like when youre making love and stars are in her eyes? /
When youre looking for the answers in her smile? / whats she like?
Oh Ive been holding on / Ive been holding on for far too long /
Ive been holding on / Ive been holding on much too long / too long.
I never knew I could love somebody the way I loved you /
I never thought Id be the broken-hearted /
Well, nothing hurts you like the truth.
So whats she like when she turns to you, when push comes to shove? /
When she whispers in your ear that shes in love? / whats she like?
Oh Ive been holding on / Ive been holding on for far too long /
Ive been holding on / Ive been holding on much too long /
So whats she like?
song performed by by Roxette
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The Color Purple
The sun has risen bringing the end of
the dark kiss
while painting blood red across the sky
the wheat fields sway in the wind
the bees are landing on the yellow daisies
puppies are tromping around
playing hide and seek
two lovers holding on to each other
love pulsing within his blue eyes
echoing into his body then into hers
her pink lips touch his
and the orange flames of passion flare higher
in all of this my thought is
has nature for got about
the color purple
poem by Mrs. Cynosure
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Cirque
Alone in a dark room
A figure sits
A woman
A girl
Bedraggled hair
White face
Red lips
Scarred
Arms crossed over her chest
X
Clasping each shoulder
Lightly
As though afraid to touch
One hand shakes
Quivers
All she can hear is
Razor blades over a violin
Screech
Her hair is wrinkled
Wet
Like her lips
Chapped and red
Glistening
She’s not in pain
She giggles
Insane
Looks up
Dark eyes
Circled in black
Sunken like pits
Hair, so pale,
It could be green
Dress of purple
Lilac
Fuchsia
Her arms unfold
Her smile widens
Into Glaswegian
She runs her tongue
Across her teeth
Like she’s hungry
“Smile, much? ”
She’ll giggle
As she unveils a knife
poem by Rebecca Kate Summers
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Smile At Me
Can't you just smile back at me
When I send a smile to you,
Why is it that your lips are tight
And seem so frosty blue,
Can't you let your mouth just raise
Both sides a little bit,
Or is it that my face just doesn't,
In your mind, quite fit.
If you would smile, your face would be
A very handsome one,
And I believe that you and I
Could have a lot of fun,
But until you give a welcome grin,
There's nothing I can do,
Except, when you look across at me,
I'll keep smiling back at you.
poem by Ernestine Northover
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Desperate Heart
One night, one empty room, one man gettin over you
One star, one lonely moon, I make a wish, I know will never come true
You call my name, and you beg me to hold you again
But the truth remains, Im only a fool who cant help but pretend
Chorus:
Its all over but Im holding on, I cant let go until the love is gone
Its all over but I keep holding on with a desperate heart
With my desperate heart
Some nights, I try in my mind, I see myself learning someone new
Still I know, Im wasting my time, no one can take the place of you
So I close my eyes, I swear I feel you here by my side
But its all only a lie, I need to believe for my heart to survive
Its all over but Im holding on, I cant let go until the love is gone
Its all over but I keep holding on with a desperate heart
With my desperate heart, I keep holding on
(guitar solo)
All this time Ive been drowning in hopeless illusions Im keeping inside
That someday youll walk out of the shadows and back into my life
Its all over but Im holding on, I cant believe your love for me is gone
Its all over but I keep holding on (with a desperate heart)
Yeah with my desperate heart, I cant let go until the love is gone
(all over but Im holding on) I keep holding on
(all over but Im holding on) I cant believe your love for me is gone
(all over but I keep holding on)
(all over but Im holding on)
(all over but I keep holding on)...
song performed by by Starship
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A Marriage Ceremony
i know even for the very first time that i have seen them.
when the groom lifted the white veil to kiss
her lips
she hesitated to close her eyes
his lips did not tremble in
excitement
at the last second when his lips touched
hers
he closed his eyes but very briefly
the touch was minimal
and then he took away love
back into his mouth
reverberating to his heart
where
indifference is beginning to
seed.
how i wish i could understand this ritual
this institution
of fusion where energy can not
and can never
be stored
potential at all.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Run For Cover
See the man in white
Hes old he wouldnt dare to fight, to fight another
Rockin like a beast upon on a never ending dream
We love each other
Asking for a sign - the actions coming from behind
Lets run for cover
Feel the musics beat, we fight for rock
And in the heat we stand together
Were holding back for you when you fight
And we stand for one another
Were holding back for you, when you run for cover
And see those open eyes
When you are standing here tonight
Thats why - were holding back for you, when you run for cover
Restless in the night, we all stand up for this delight
We fight together
Were holding back for you when you fight
And we stand for one another
Were holding back for you, when you run for cover
Were holding back for you..........
song performed by by U. D. O.
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The First Tooth
There once was a wood, and a very thick wood,
So thick that to walk was as much as you could;
But a sunbeam got in, and the trees understood.
I went to this wood, at the end of the snows,
And as I was walking I saw a primrose;
Only one! Shall I show you the place where it grows?
There once was a house, and a very dark house,
As dark, I believe, as the hole of a mouse,
Or a tree in my wood, at the thick of the boughs.
I went to this house, and I searched it aright,
I opened the chambers, and I found a light;
Only one! Shall I show you this little lamp bright?
There once was a cave, and this very dark cave
One day took a gift from an incoming wave;
And I made up my mind to know what the sea gave.
I took a lit torch, I walked round the ness
When the water was lowest; and in a recess
In my cave was a jewel. Will nobody guess?
O there was a baby, he sat on my knee,
With a pearl in his mouth that was precious to me,
His little dark mouth like my cave of the sea!
I said to my heart, "And my jewel is bright!
He blooms like a primrose! He shines like a light!"
Put your hand in his mouth! Do you feel? He can bite!
poem by William Brighty Rands
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it is PURPLE ! !
PURPLE color..
PURPLE touch..
PURPLE look..
PURPLE line..
Pure talent..
Unique style..
Real dream..
Playful soul..
Lasting smile..
Exceptional theme..
she likes PURPLE..
she wears PURPLE..
she writes PURPLE..
she smiles PURPLE..
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*** dedicated to : J. M ***
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poem by HaZeM PaKKaR
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Flirt or not?
If looking in the eye...
And telling them what you really feel about them...
IS flirting....
If accepting and appreciating a truth about a person...
And making the person feel nice about it...
IS flirting...
If staying close everytime that person is around...
And giving a hug whenever you could...
IS flirting...
If speaking from the bottom of your heart...
And smiling everytime you talk to that person...
IS flirting...
If stealing glances every now and then...
And getting naughty at times...
IS flirting...
Then yes... i am a FLIRT! ! ! and proud to be one...
poem by Nivea Antony
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Oh I Hate
It sucks how i can still luv u
after all that we been through
through the pain and the joy too
I hate that I still love you
I hate that i still think of you when around other women
I hate that my skin hasnt felt the same without your touch
I hate that my lips refuses to kiss another
I hate my dreams because you visit every night
I hate your smile because it makes me smile
above all I hate those eyes
I hate those eyes cause they say I love you when your
mouth doesn't
I hate those eyes because they see right through me
I hate those eyes for every wink, for every flutter
I hate those eyes for the pain and the love
I can't help it, I'm a hopeless romantic
I'm so tired of fantasy and senseless imagination
I hate myself for craving you, wanting you, loving you still
This is the cost I pay, my bill
The curse of the romantic fantasy, my real
poem by David Robicheaux
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After All These My Sweet
after all these
i will leave a stare at you
you are still sweetly
asleep in bed
i rise and wear back
my pair of pants
and you hear the sound
of the brushed wall
you open your eyes
to see a naked soul
fitting back to its warm body
and you give me back that stare
that shall make me guilty of
betrayal
you tears fall
and i put my hand on your
mouth
trying to cover a certain emptiness
that was not yet there before
i begin to wipe those tears
away from your cheeks
after all these
i ask you
to give me the beauty of silence
i will keep my lips sealed too
like the way you have sewn
my torn white handkerchief
when we first met
i shall leave you memories
sparkling like champagne
sweet as grapes
we both shall remember all these
but only for a while
for soon we shall bury all these
to the sands of time
you are inside and between us
this big and thick wall
of ontological indifference
i am outside now
and the world sends me that usual
smile
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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For The First Time
(jud friedman, allen rich, james newton-howard)
Are those your eyes
Is that your smile
Ive been looking at you forever
Yet I never saw you before
Are these your hands holding mine
Now I wonder how I could have been so blind
And for the first time I am looking in your eyes
For the first time Im seeing who you are
I cant believe how much I see
When youre looking back at me
Now I understand what love is, love is
For the first time
Can this be real
Can this be true
Am I the person I was this morning
And are you the same you
Its all so strange
How can it be
All along this love was right in front of me
And for the first time I am looking in your eyes
For the first time Im seeing who you are
I cant believe how much I see
When youre looking back at me
Now I understand what love is, love is
For the first time
Such a long time ago I had given up
On finding this emotion ever again
But youre here with me now
Yes I found you somehow
And Ive never been so sure
And for the first time I am looking in your eyes
For the first time Im seeing who you are
Cant believe how much I see
When youre looking back at me
Now I understand what love is, love is
For the first time
For the first time
song performed by by Rod Stewart
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Again
I see you turn your back on life again
And I see your stumbling down worked smooth again
I feel despair kissing our lips again
I feel despair holding our hearts again
You hear me crying behind your back again
You hear my heartbeat slowly down again
I feel despair kissing our lips again
And I feel despair holding our hearts again
I feel despair kissing our lips again
And I feel despair holding our hearts again
Oh baby yes
I feel despair kissing our lips again
And I feel despair holding our hearts again
I feel despair kissing our lips again
And I feel despair holding our hearts again
Despair holding our hearts again
That's right
Yeah
song performed by by H.I.M.
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Sometimes I watch you, mark your brooding eyes
Sometimes I watch you, mark your brooding eyes,
Your grave brow over-weighted with deep thought,
Your mouth's straight line — details of such a sort
That all aloofness in your aspect lies.
And yet when in the dark down from above
You swoop like a great bird or God himself
To kiss, your lips have curves. What changeling elf
Is that soft mouth of passionate close love?
poem by Lesbia Harford
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