Dancing With You
i have a memory
of a dance,
of my hands on your waist
your arms around me
the smell of your hair
the laugh you made
as i tease your ear
the promise made
your lips touch mine
no memory
of the song
only the music
my memory
dancing with joy
holding on
to you
Related quotes
Making Love With Memories
You poked my blurring eye,
Let me lift your mushy breast.
We aged onwards
While you stroked flaccidity –
Recalling decades of
Blood-gorged coming, shuddering to boot.
I kissed a venerable mouth
Crammed with falsities –
Once brilliant keys
Guarded by crimson lips
Washed by a sensual tongue.
And so we writhed in wrinkles,
Tiring effort, and
Memories.
Copyright © Mark R Slaughter 2010
Memory memory memory memory memory
Memory memory memory memory memory
Memory memory memory memory memory
Memory memory memory memory memory
poem by Mark R Slaughter
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!
Come As You Are (LP Version)
Come As You Are"
Come, as you are. As you were.
As I want you to be. As a friend.
As a friend. As an old enemy. Take your time.
Hurry up. The choice is yours. Don't be late.
Take a rest. As a friend. As a old memory, memory, memory, memory.
Come. Dowsed in mud. Soaked in bleach.
As I want you to be. As a trend. As a friend.
As an old memory, memory, memory, memory.
And I swear that I don't have a gun.
No I don't have a gun. No I don't have a gun.
Memory, memory, memory, memory (don't have a gun).
And I swear that I don't have a gun.
No I don't have a gun. No I don't have a gun.
No I don't have a gun. No I don't have a gun. Memory, memory...
song performed by by Nirvana
Submitted by Lucian Velea
Vote! | Copy!
The Memory Of The Kiss! ! !
This was the memory.
The memory kissed had played with the heart.
The memory kissed through fast the heartbeat.
The memory kissed made thoughts simply played with the feeling.
The kiss was the feeling of coming tempted promised heaven.
The feeling kiss appreciated each other.
The feeling kiss loved each other.
The feeling kiss gave each other.
It was the kiss through perfection.
The memory kissed had brought the wound.
The memory kissed came with yearning.
The memory kissed flirted.
A kiss not only played with the lips.
Because the kiss was destiny.
Because the kiss was to fill up the world was full of the colour.
This the kiss was the nature song.
This the kiss accompanied the prayer.
This the kiss accompanied the love.
And more significant the kiss always brought yearning.
The memory of the kiss had felt.
Shared the love shared yearning.
The memory kissed still was felt on the perfect lips through perfection.
Memory (Thy Shall)
Thy shall not slumber,
Thy shall not wake,
A memory so fragile,
So delicate it may break.
A memory so lost,
So unwanted it tears apart,
Until it dies,
It shall go back to thy start.
A powerful memory it may be,
Or a memory that shall be overlooked,
Thy one shall let it see,
How thy memory is like a book.
But how powerful thy memory is,
It has to be stronger than a good memory,
A memory that has passion and feeling,
A memory that has greatness and becoming myself, I, and me.
Until that kind of memory is shown,
Thy memory shall be looked upon near and far,
Thy memory shall be kept hidden,
Until it shall be who we are.
Thy shall not slumber,
Thy shall not wake,
A memory so fragile,
so delicate it may break.
poem by Alicia Meyers
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!
Art of Memory
Because the happiness, because the irony
Because the importance, because it is funny
Because the promise, because the faith
Memory is remembered
Whether daily, whether eventful
Whether beautiful, whether sad
Whether planned, whether accidental
Memory is made everyday
Because the time, because the nature
Because the trauma, because the secret
Because the plan, because the fear
Memory is forgotten
For the shame of dignity, for the hunger of power
In white lies, in written history
By erasing some fact, by adding impact
Memory is manipulated
By the flash of look, by the said word
By the thing, by the thought
By the shocking impact, by unconscious dream
Memory is triggered again
poem by Maria Sudibyo
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!
Come A Little Bit Closer
(chrsitine mcvie)
Fleetwood mac
Heroes are hard to find
Im dancing, to the music
Of a simple melody
And I wonder are you thinking
Of a single memory
And I know when I see them swaying
I can hear myself say
Come a little bit closer
(come a little bit closer)
Cause I remember the time
When you held me in your arms
(come a little bit closer)
And you wanted to be mine
Everything good, everything gold
And now all thats left is a sweet memory
If you love me, let me know
Why dont you show me which way to go
Please dont leave me all alone
Cause I cant make it on my own
And I know when I see them swaying
I can hear myself say
Come a little bit closer
(come a little bit closer)
Cause I remember the time
When you held me in your arms
(come a little bit closer)
And you wanted to be mine
I might but wrong but thats where I belong
Why are you just a sweet memory
Come a little bit closer
(come a little bit closer)
Cause I remember the time
When you held me in your arms
(come a little bit closer)
And you wanted to be mine
Everything good, everything gold
Why are you just a sweet memory
(come a little bit closer)
(come a little bit closer)
(come a little closer)
(come a little closer)
song performed by by Fleetwood Mac
Submitted by Lucian Velea
Vote! | Copy!
Now Your Memory
Coloured leaves dance about
Season changed and so did you
We walked along I can't forget
I think of things we use to do
Now Your Memory
Plans we made for tomorrow
The first flower you gave to me
Dreams we shared together
Your kiss that felt so gently
Now Your Memory
I look back and soak it all in
It makes me smile and cry
This was the it use to be then
And even though I do realise
Now Your Memory
poem by Suelynn Walters
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!
Everytime You Touch Her
(pam rose, pat bunch, mary ann kennedy)
Do you hold her all night long?
Do you sing her our love song?
Do you kiss her lips until love makes her weak?
Oh darlin
Do you promise her the moon?
Does she think loves coming soon?
Does she know each move is made from memory?
Oh darlin
Everytime you touch her (every time)
Everytime you touch her
Think of me.
When she reaches out for you ,
The same way my arms do,
Does she know the truth your love belongs to me?
Oh baby
Do you wonder in the dark if she sees into your heart?
Do you close your eyes so she will never see?
Oh baby!
Everytime you touch her ,
(every time)
Everytime you touch her.
Think of me.
Nights were never made to spend alone.
I can wish you love,
But I cant wish you gone.
Do you hold her all night long?
Do you sing her our love song?
Do you kiss her lips until love makes her weak?
Oh darlin
Everytime you touch her
(every time)
Everytime you touch her
Think of me.
song performed by by Reba Mcentire
Submitted by Lucian Velea
Vote! | Copy!
That Memory
That Memory
I want that memory
The one where I’m jumping
On the trampoline
With my grandkids
Holding their hand
Crossing the street
Teaching them the simple things in life
Like how to meet and greet the world
The people in it
I want that memory
Don’t you?
Of the first time they see a butterfly
Or see a tear dropp fall from my eye
It seems all of a sudden I know
The innocence
The confidence
of youth is strong
They believe for a few years
Adults are all wrong
Now it seems with time
We’ve all written our own song
Now I have that memory
Don’t you?
poem by E.Marie AldrichCreasy
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!
Meanwhile
She sparkles, she dazzles
She lights up the room
We walk together to a table for two
Every man stares but her eyes are only for me
We take to the dance floor
She squeezes my hand
I cant believe just how lucky I am
Meanwhile back in the back of my memory
Youre still dancing with me
And Im holding you once again
...meanwhile
We move to the end
Of a beautiful night
Tender the kisses
Soft candle light
She draws the curtains
Slowly we climb up the stairs
And reach for each other
The passion begins
We fall together as lovers and then...
Meanwhile back in the back of my memory
Youre still lying with me
And Im holding you once again
I try and I try
The lord knows I do
But each time my heart beats back to you
Meanwhile Ill go on living my life now
Ill find a way somehow
Oh but meanwhile back in the back of my memory
Youll always be with me but Ill never hold you again
.... meanwhile...
song performed by by George Strait
Submitted by Lucian Velea
Vote! | Copy!
Read 'em And Weep
Midnight, not a sound from the pavement
Has the moon lost her memory, she is smiling alone
In the lamplight, the withered leaves, collected my fee
And the wind begins to moan
Memory, all alone in the moonlight
I can smile at the old days, it was beautiful then
I remember the time I knew what happiness was
Let the memory live again
Daylight, I must wait for the sunrise
I must think of a new life, and I mustn't give in
When the dawn comes, tonight will be a memory, too
And a new day will begin
Burnt out ends of smoky days, the stale cold smell of morning
The street lamp dies, another night is over, another day is dawning
Touch me, it's so easy to leave me, all alone with the memory of my day in the sun
If you touch me, you'll understand what happiness is
Look a new day, has begun
Memory, all alone in the moonlight
I can smile at the old days, it was beautiful then
I remember the time I knew what happiness was
Let the memory live again
song performed by by Barry Manilow
Submitted by Lucian Velea
Vote! | Copy!
Last Song Of The Night
As we dance slowly
Heads held on shoulders
It’s the last song of the night
Holding your hand in mine
Fingers gripping each other
As tightly as we can pull together
The smell of your hair intoxicates
Our eyes close as we smile
The romance caught in a moment
Empties the room completely
To our hearts it now plays
Slowly we dance as one
Waiting for the music to fade
The last lyric to be sung
There we are all alone
Dancing to the last song
poem by Matthew Holloway
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!
Deep Down The Memory Lane
Deep down the memory lane
I still think of you
Though you may have forgotten me
Yet I think of you
I know there had been promises unkept
and many wishes unfulfilled
Yet deep down the memory lane
I still think of you
There had been lot of fightings
and lot of faults in me
They really have stiffled you
and made u cry to agony
I know it was my weakness
that made you go away
I was the only reason
that made ur love deplete
I have tried to hate u
I have tried to damn
Yet deep down the memory lane
I still think of you!
poem by Rahul Gupta
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!
Just One Dance
I have my lifetime partner
And I know that you do too
But there is one thing that I desire:
I’d like to dance one dance with you.
I don’t want to boogie-woogie
Or even do the Twist,
I want to dance the Tango,
And taste all that I will miss.
I want to feel you hold me
Close in your strong arms
Swaying to the music
Feeling all your charms…
Your body hard against me
Your hand upon my waist
The music moves within us
Like we’re all alone in space
Just one dance would do it,
A memory to savor,
To play in my mind when I feel blue,
To sweeten up the flavor.
No disrespect intended
To my man or your ladylove,
But one dance with you would make my day
Like a sunbeam from above.
poem by Vicki Ellis
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!
An Unfound Thought
Your thought is like sitting on a standing nail
as if my life is made all to fail
your memory is a curse in disguise
making me forget how much i am wise
your thoughts is like sitting on the edge
of a cliff that has no space for a wedge
your memory is linking my life with the hair
of the shaven heads of a gods fair
your every thought is like a rotten fruit
that lost its value and been a dude
your memory is a sweet revenge
of my vulnerable days that stand in adage
You were my soul, my sas, my special something
but now and ever you are just a bad memory and nothing...
poem by Umasree Raghunath
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!
I live and will die by you
It is my memory of you
That kindles my spirit.
It is the same memory
That swindles my heart.
My head is full with your thought.
My bed is sore from the same thought.
Day by day pain aggravates;
The same way does my plight.
It is my memory of you
That gives me joy.
It is the same memory
That sends me to sorrow.
You throw on me the day and the night.
I enjoy both in different lights.
I cherish you in my memory;
I may perish from the same memory
29.11.2000, Pmdi
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!
Melody For A Memory
(words & music by john oates)
One for the money
One song Im writing for you
And if you cant take me with you girl
Take this melody for a memory
Love in the morning
Love in the late afternoon
Therell be no words when I leave you girl
Just a melody for a memory
And if you cant take me with you
Take this melody for a memory
She cried when he left her
Her eyes went black with the blue
The infrequent letters
The sooner the better
The cold distant phone calls
Will have to do
And if you cant take me with you
Take this melody for a memory
Take part of me, take part of me
Take this melody for a memory
song performed by by Hall & Oates
Submitted by Lucian Velea
Vote! | Copy!
I will not let go of my love
I will not ever let go of my love,
It rests inside me, like a sleeping white dove,
Most certainly, I declare this is a promise that I have made,
Which keeps the music grand and majestic, a loving parade,
Proving not to break the memory of our joys we shared,
The memory of those times when we were there and both cared,
I may let go of the relationship somehow,
It is hard for me, but for you, I will try it now,
But my love is going to be here forever and always to stay,
No matter where you've gone, no matter how far away.
poem by Chad Fisher
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!
Memory and Oblivion
When all is lost, there is still a memory
From which a new city can be built in a new world.
Those with memory will be wealthy.
Oblivion cures the old wounds, and you must agree,
There is only the past and the future on the path;
When all is lost, there is still a memory.
Memory will save oblivion from a bad reverie;
When the new city is built, it will be an abode,
Bestowed by those with memory to make others wealthy.
Before the temple, in the middle of the city,
Keepers of the fire all abided.
When all is lost, there is still a memory.
Fire will be born from night to be
New light when all knowledge is swallowed
And those with memory will be wealthy.
A new rose will bloom from the dark sea,
A city revived from memory and abroad;
When all is but a memory, there is still memory.
Those with memory will be wealthy.
poem by Dejan Stojanovic
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!
My Favorite Memory
The first time we met is a favorite memory of mine
They say time changes all it pertains to
But your memory is stronger then time
I guess everything does change except
What you choose to recall
There's a million good day dreams to dream on
But baby your my favorite memory of all
Like the night we first got together on our bench
And held each other tight
Like the winter we spent together
Helping each other and closer then ever
And I remember our special times together
And our walks and our lost time together
It was always you who made the whole time a ball
It was you who called me just to hear my voice
Theres a million good times
I could dwell on
But baby you are my favorite memory of all
and you'll always be my favorite memory.
poem by connie Engstrom
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!