Early Morning Light
November, all is grey
but the sweat on our lips, fire on our tongues,
the moist, subtle dew on the dawn
This love, not understated by the moon,
not by lyrics in a song,
the stars shine, first night
like Everest's kiss.
Bend me now
take my air
against you, breathe
know my passion
Fireflies in the light of a smoky haze
dance on the rims of our fingertips
morning circles drunkenly
I had you for an hour,
eternity can wait,
beauty is momentary,
passion is stationary,
curiosity can only sedate me for awhile,
I am the one your looking for.
Look for me
poem by Sarah Bramer
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Dancing to the Harp of Passion
Dancing to the Harp of Passion
Let the fire silently burn within,
our hearts as we dance tonight.
Let us dance from the peak of dawn,
to beginning of twilight.
Soak in this solitude-just you and me,
as we dance to the Harp of Passion.
A silent sound to others but us:
a song in melodic fashion.
Cast our shadows on the wall,
for they shall never age.
Remember this moment for all your life,
until our final days.
Dance through the fall of night,
and the rise of the moon.
The stars as our audience,
as well as the lune.
Dance is the art of movement.
Through it, love moves.
With you as we dance,
the feeling soothes...
Keep pace with the Harp of Passion,
with you only, do I feel this.
Dancing to the Harp of Passion,
an eternal state of bliss
poem by Wesley Mincin
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Dance of Dances
Dance in the moon light with all the stars in sight
Dance with all of this power and might
Dance with danger every night
Dance up and down twirling around
Dance with sweat dripping down the neck
Then dance with fire every dark hour
Dance with thrust if you must
But dance on the hour every hour
That’s when to explain in steps the dance of dances
poem by Nick Trager
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Touch of fire
A devil's tune
Unleash passion
Through the doors
Temptation flows
Desires explode
Glue sticks two
Upon a bed
With no distance
between the gap
Lips moist lips
Two tongues greet
Bodies kiss
Tension grows
Electricity flows
Back and forth
Flowers dance
To songs of lust
Romantic thrills
Fills the jar
Ecstasy makes
Lovers scream
Passion burns
With intensive heat
Bellies sweat
To the beat
Beneath the sheets
It's soaking wet
Excitement spreads
Through the air
Oh my goodness!
Love birds take
A sweet break..
poem by Eyan Desir
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Banquet Of Love
I once heard these words in a song;
'You must remember this...a kiss is
just a kiss...a sigh is just a sigh, ' etc.
With you...nothing...nothing, could be
further from the truth.
Your kiss, is a ride among the stars,
a shower of moon beams and a
sailboat ride, in the Garden Of Eden.
Kissing you...is an out of body experience,
a transport to paradise and a creation
of ultimate passion and joy.
Kissing, every part of who you are, is
truly a banquet of love.
Let me feast of your love and of your lips,
for I am in love with you. Let me always
kiss your mouth...eyes...all of you.
Let us ride the feathers of angels, through
starlit nights-holding...kissing, for now...
and evermore.
Your kiss...touch...embrace, has captured
my heart...my very soul.
I send you this kiss...for the lips
I can not do without.
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I once heard these words in a song;
'You must remember this...a kiss is
just a kiss...a sigh is just a sigh, ' etc.
With you...nothing...nothing, could be
further from the truth.
Your kiss, is a ride among the stars,
a shower of moon beams and a
sailboat ride, in the Garden Of Eden.
Kissing you...is an out of body experience,
a transport to paradise and a creation
of ultimate passion and joy.
Kissing, every part of who you are, is
truly a banquet of love.
Let me feast of your love and of your lips,
for I am in love with you. Let me always
kiss your mouth...eyes...all of you.
Let us ride the feathers of angels, through
starlit nights-holding...kissing, for now...
and evermore.
Your kiss...touch...embrace, has captured
my heart...my very soul.
I send you this kiss...for the lips
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each day I live.
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without sunshine. Just the thought
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FOR ALL THAT YOU DO.
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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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Do You Want To Dance
Do you want to dance
when you're alone
in front of all your fears
with the passion
of a tribal ritual
to make it all better?
Do you want to dance
together
in front of them
with the passion
of believing
all you need is love?
Do you want to dance
when you feel you're whole
in front of their eyes
with the passion
of dancing on their heads
with negotiation?
Do you want to dance
the last dance
outside of your body
with passion,
sweat, and desire
on videotape?
Do you want to dance
the first dance
inside your body
with the passion
of romancing the cosmic connection
with the rest of your life?
Do you want to dance
like a candlelight shadow
in front of the questions
with the passion
of listening to
the childrens laughter?
poem by Gary Winkel
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Whisper on my neck
Passion in your Kiss
I
Can
Say
This I felt the passion in your kiss that I remained speechless!
And the hairs on my skin stood up attention because your lips stop my next move that I wanted to curse and birth four letter words at first but I didn't, I didn't, I didn't! ! ! ! ! !
I looked in your eyes and you kiss my neck that I broke out in a sweat because every part of my body became hot, hot like the heat in a fire because of the passion that was behind your Lips that slowly walked around my neck like it was a whisper in my ear!
poem by Clarence Williams
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Consuming Fire
The fire reflects your beauty in such a way that
the light of day could not. You have such a glow
that is truly breathe taking. I come closer to
you so that I may take in every ray of your
intoxicating beauty. The fire grows larger with
every step that I take toward you. With the fire
at its strongest when I stand next to you. It
twist and bends all around us giving us such
passion that it would consume any other. Our
love is a wildly buring fire that burns all
it touches including us and yet it binds
together for all time. Let this fire burn
comsuming us with the passion of love.
poem by Jacob Adams
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Kiss Of Fire
When your ruby red lips
move across mine
it’s like tasting a very fine wine
and ignites the flames of passion.
Raising that kiss of fire
that arouses passions deep.
That kiss of fire
that devours our soul.
That kiss of fire
that makes us whole.
That kiss of fire
that warms the coldest night.
That kiss of fire
that ignites our loves light.
That kiss of fire.
21 February 2009
poem by David Harris
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Who Needs Love?
Passion and lust takes my mind
as I see you in the morning light
as my heart beats like a drum
even your breathing excites me
A passion spell have thou spun on me?
You made me offer my soul
gladly to the devil, for one embrace
one wet kiss, would be my eternal bliss.
All day, thoughts of you tease me
for when I taste you, I live again.
So long a fool, I waited for love
when all I needed was passion.
Passion from your body
warms me to the bone.
Passion from your words
engorges the vessels in my brain.
Nights in your arms, steeped in sweat
burning tensely within your body
waiting for the flood to overflow
as passion drowns the ache for love.
poem by Nicky McNeil
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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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Lingering Kisses
A lingering kiss remains on my lips
I can feel your warm skin below
Entangled in our passion
Pure
Raw
Undeniable
Sparkling eyes stare off into the the distance
Hands tremble, voices break
the soft Moonlight kisses every curve of your body
Groping hands explore every part of an unknown world
Taboo
A fire ablaze in our kiss
A mad passion
eyes open and the hunger quells
Breathe in
Breathe out
A lingering kiss remains on my lips
poem by Katherine H. Belle
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Parisian girl
Rattle shake, in her feet crawling like a tail.
O f a princess squalor, that fire made to burn.
Tell me the story o mon amour,
Of this Parisian girl.
She was sit outside the cafe, with her naked crossed legs.
Her hair, black gold veils, obscure of mysterious where.
The lips like a fortune teller sphere.
Confine her voice, capturing the souls
Like mermaid enchanting sailors' pants.
Her dock breasts I adore.
I watch her, like the stars, million times, like the moon far light.
Where from her eyes, I hide, shy,
Seek my heart, dream my eyes, to make her love me, day and night.
Bonsoir, the cat, on the roofs stretch his fur,
Walking on the thin wall, praising her with cuddling words.
Linen wraps the morning, undone by the passion.
Consume by her caress until the moon shine.
Where the mill is blown by the wind.
The light through the window at midnight consumes.
Passion of a candle, the flame defuses the room.
Of a Parisian night bloom.
poem by Luca Menin
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because of what happens in the night
(a night full of love
a night full of passion)
you hum at dawn break
you sing in the morning
you dance at noon
and you laugh in the afternoon
and then with so much
happy anticipation
you look forward to
the coming night
with another ready passion
because you love her
and she loves you too
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Within Passion’s Embrace
I stood there welcoming night,
as it came to call.
A smile curled my lips,
as slowly the lights went out.
The moon shone down on us,
its light embracing our naked form
and the contours there.
We embraced each other
within the long grass,
our bodies locked together
within passion’s embrace.
Her throaty murmurs
were lost to the wind
and only the small creatures of the night
witnessed our consuming passion,
as we reached beyond the moon
to some far-flung stars.
When ours passions finally overwhelmed us,
we lay in each other’s arms,
spent and exhausted,
waiting for the morning sun.
(1 July 2007)
poem by David Harris
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Non Conformity
It's hard to capture passion, an elusive force beyond our grasp.
Which defies laws, time, for fashion.
A smoky is behind the door, a twitching body against the floor.
These are passion, these and dreams of virgin whores.
Bottled inside a twisted mind, in flooding horror undefined.
Unlike passion.
Unbottled, unbridled, no fixed sight to point my gaze, surrounded in a sweaty,
sticky, haze, of passion.
Floats, a far, then draws nigh, and buries it's self within your eye.
Set me a fire in smoldering sin, and leaves your heart as cheap as tin.
It's hard to capture passion.
poem by Glen Cherrington
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I Am Longing For Your Tender Kiss
Kiss me in the day, kiss me at night,
Kiss me tenderly to the end of time,
Wrapp me with your passion in your loving arms,
Surround me with happiness, fill my life with charm.
Kiss me now and kiss me sweet,
I crave for your passion as i crave for your tender kiss,
I crave everything about you, your smell, your laugh, your lips,
You drive me insane with such pleasurable agony.
Kiss me in the rain, kiss me in the morning,
K iss me at the sunset, or kiss me when you want it,
I am crazy about you and i desire you more and more,
I want you so much, i am longing for your tender kiss.
poem by Cristina Teodor
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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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Lovers In Arms
Passion explores
New avenues of the soul
Bringing with it fire
Burning lips kiss
Hot breath embracing
Each sensual touch
Lovers in arms
Moving in the night
A dance of desire
A serenade of passion
Eyes hold firm
Another’s longing gaze
Teeth bite against lips
A faint taste of blood
A racing heart
Telling its own tale
Where lovers in arms
Lay in the night
poem by Matthew Holloway
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