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Rooted Sweet Memory

Oh tender, fare youth
lavish me you must
lavish me in your sweetest perfume

come hither and whisper
in darkest of nigh
a most glorious hymn

linger, I crave
in these wrinkles of time
slumber, I pray in rhythms so fine...

Oh fond memory how long has it been
since last I glimpsed your youthful grin
or ran these starved fingers over your creamy soft skin

When last did I hold your trembling hands
to fathom, I ponder your treasures devine
rooted sweet memory, you have

in the earth of my mind
tucked neatly, I've stashed you
in the cupboards of time.

poem by Diana Newsome
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{etched In Memories}

A memory so fond
Instilled frames in my mind
Etched like diamond upon glass
Evokes a smile each time

My head on your chest
Your love surrounding me
Immersed in tender comfort
Safely in a cocoon of soft loving

A memory so fond
Engraved within my heart
A pledge of your soul to mine
Eternally in love

My lips touching yours
Feeling soft sweet caress
Intimating such desires
To be completely as one

A memory so fond
A capsule in time
Impressed upon me for always
A timeless need

Asleep in your arms
Inside heavenly dreams
Serenity found
With you loving me

poem by Lillian Jamison
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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.

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
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Sweet Jamaica

Jamaica, Jamaica! Fly me away so I can feel your sweet embrace once more. How I do long to be in your arms once again to feel your heat up against my body. Fly me away on down to your sweet paradise. I want your lips kissing my cheek, your warm shores wrapped around me, and your sea melting away my pain. I want to stroll along your narrow streets; I want to behold your picture perfect sunsets. I want to lie in your warmth and hold you as I slumber. Make me feel safe and wanted once more.

Jamaica, Jamaica! I said farewell so long ago. I miss you so much now. Sweet is your memory to me. In my solitude I ponder your memory. So long ago and so far away you are to me. I want to smell your sweet perfume in the air. I want to see your gentleness swaying in a mystical caribien wind. Gentle are your curves so womanly and majestically. I want to see the sun rise as we are naked to the world. Your gentle rain beckons me back to the place I feel most at home. Home is where the heart is and my heart eternally is with you.

So long ago you left me and life does not seem the same. Take me home to greener pastures, ferny hills, fertile soil, and your fruits abundant. Plant me in your soil and relieve my pent-up frustrations once again even if it’s only for a brief moment’s pleasure. Let me run my hands aside your sandy shores. Let me play in your fields of exciting delight. Allow me to return to the place of my birth. Let me taste you fruit once more before I lay all my burdens behind me. Fulfill me for the last time as I walk alone in the shadows of my own mortality.

Jamaica, Jamaica! How it saddens me not to be with you any more. My heart screams for you day and night, you possess my dreams, and you are the keeper of my soul. Your curvy roads set my soul afire. The sandy mound you possess I want to climb again. Let me swim in your ocean and recapture my youth. I don’t long to be in yesterday. All I want is to live again. Leave me no more unhappy as I am for you. Lonely is the night of my solitude.

Jamaica, Jamaica! You are like a beautiful woman with your long black hair flowing in a mid-summer breeze. Your earth is your tender brown skin pressed gently against mine. Your eyes reflect your torques spirited seas. Your lips are the hibiscus plant. Your voice is the sweet sounds of the humming bird. Your mouth is the voice of generations past. Your body so perfectly curvaceous that is sets the sun a blaze. You are the soul that makes many loose control of there faculties.

Let me get lost in your arms once more for old time sake. Jamaica it is so true that I love you. What more can I ever hope for. From once I came shall I return to thee. Closer I want to be. Closer and closer to thee shall I ever be. Your perfume wraps in me in your ascents. Fly me away so I can come on down.

poem by Wilfred Mellers
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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
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To Withstand The Force Of Storms

Your lips linger on my skin
Kiss me one last time

You're like a whisper in the winter
Sleeping in the city's skin
Remember me
Cold and concrete

You realize your deamons are real

You linger on my skin
One last time

I will whisper in the cold hands lying beneath you
Transparent
Filled with secrets
Speak in a hushed voice
Never let them hear you
Dull your words

There is no excuse for me

poem by Lora Cooley
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Lethe

Come to my heart, cruel, insensible one,
Adored tiger, monster with the indolent air;
I would for a long time plunge my trembling fingers
Into the heavy tresses of your hair;

And in your garments that exhale your perfume
I would bury my aching head,
And breathe, like a withered flower,
The sweet, stale reek of my love that is dead.

I want to sleep! sleep rather than live!
And in a slumber, dubious as the tomb's,
I would lavish my kisses without remorse
Upon the burnished copper of your limbs.

To swallow my abated sobs
Nothing equals your bed's abyss;
Forgetfulness dwells in your mouth,
And Lethe flows from your kiss.

My destiny, henceforth my pleasure,
I shall obey, predestined instrument,
Docile martyr, condemned innocent,
Whose fervour but augments his torment.

I shall suck, to drown my rancour,
Nepenthe, hemlock, an opiate,
At the charming tips of this pointed breast
That has never imprisoned a heart.

poem by Charles Baudelaire
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A wishful touch...

A wishful touch, soft and tender.
Then a whisper, full of desire
A sudden gasp of sweet surrender
As passion fuels the fire

No words spoken between them
No promises to be kept
No lies being told tonight
No looking back - no regret

Longing to hold each other
Such precious little time
Both vowed to another
Being lonely their only crime

The softness of your lips, whole
As they slide over mine
Taste like honey to my soul
As they take me back in time

Oh, the fire of your touch
Like hot silk on your tender breasts
The passion I crave so much
As I taste the nectar of your kiss

A Slowly drumming melody in my heart
Your skin like a river of light
My moan of pleasure as you start
Ecstasy I'd never fight

A lovers tune dances up my spine
As the shadow of my embrace
Slides across your thighs
Ohhh sooo slowly the pace

Our hearts mingled in rapture
The torture of passion so sweet
The affection of a thousand years
As at least we meet

Tomorrow maybe bringing sorrow
A brief moment of shame
With the memory of this one night
A release from passion's flames.

poem by Deep Dark Soul Poet
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Tip of My Memory

On the tip of my memory
of a time so distant
sitting at kitchen table
watching my mother.

She was cooking one of her
fine means, as she always did,
remembering how young
she was.

Miss those days of old
when we would just talk
of her telling me of her youth,
now I'm older than she was then.

All of this just on tip of
my memory, so long ago
as days go by, memory fading
away to days so distant.

(4-21-07)

poem by Jim Foulk
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Your memory stays on

Your memory stays on
While you are long gone
A typical down to earth hero
As you look from up to down below
Stories of you will continue to grow and flow

Your memory stays on
They will remember you for your ups and downs
They will remember you for all the moments
You played a part and were around

Your memory stays on
You were a simple exceptional man
Making mistakes like any human
Your peak was when you took charge of football
Whilst your downfall was alcohol
The decider of your final call

Your memory stays on and will never run
Your achievement in football will always somehow return
We will miss you with each and every rising sun

poem by Sylvia Chidi
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Fine Memory

Words and music by bob seger
Last night I saw you walking
Past my bed late at night,
And the moon shone
Through your gown.
Such a fine memory,
I think Im gonna take it with me.
And later as you were sleeping,
Sleeping next to me,
I felt your hair on my skin.
Such a fine memory,
I know Im gonna take it with me.
Im going to take it
Far as I go.
Im going to take it
Far as I go.
And later as I was driving,
And the sky was getting light,
And the sun came
Through the trees,
I had a fine memory,
Such a fine memory.

song performed by by Bob Seger
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I'm Tired

I’m tired
Dodging the hazes of yesterday
I’m tired
Swimming in dialogue with absences
I’m tired of last night’s sun
Dead images demote my memory
My lane wrinkles
Chalking the green of my grin

I’m tired
Seeing the youth on my baobab dined
By mice of yesterday
It seduces me to suicide
Splashing the ink of my patience

Come back
Break the karma-sure verdict of nature
Why not shame distance
On this torpedo of misty tomorrow?

Let me be free
To continue my medal-less marathon
Outside, dogs await my solitude
Let me be free
To dance to bye-bye rhythms
Of loosened handshakes in the noon

Whenever you return
Do not toy with my testes again
Hold your flirtatious caress from my chin
Long, I’ve bloomed, rotting
I’m the husband of that widow

poem by Gimba Kakanda
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Lets Make A Night To Remember

I love the way ya look tonight
With your hair hangin down on your shoulders
N I love the way ya dance your slow sweet tango
The way ya wanna do everything but talk
And how ya stare at me with those undress me eyes
Your breath on my body makes me warm inside
Lets make out - lets do something amazing
Lets do something thats all the way
Cuz Ive never touched somebody like the way I touch
Your body
Now I never want to let your body go...
Lets make a night - to remember
From january - to december
Lets make love - to excite us
A memory - to ignite us
Lets make honey baby - soft and tender
Lets make sugar darlin - sweet surrender
Lets make a night - to remember - all life long
I love the way ya move tonight
Beads of sweat drippin down your skin
Me lying here - n you lyin there
Our shadows on the wall and our hands everywhere
Lets make out - lets do something amazing
Lets do something thats all the way
Cuz Ive never touched somebody like the way I touch
Your body
Now I never want to let your body go...
Lets make a night - to remember
From january - to december
Lets make love - to excite us
A memory - to ignite us
Lets make honey baby - soft and tender
Lets make sugar darlin - sweet surrender
Lets make a night - to remember - all life long
I think about ya all the time
Cant you see you drive me outta my mind
Well Im never holdin back again
Ya I never want this night to end
Cuz Ive never touched somebody like the way I touch
Your body
Now I never want to let your body go...

song performed by by Bryan Adams
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Brokenhearted Melody

I knew a woman
Treated me kind
Gave her all my dreams
Though she didn't know
Or if she did, she didn't say

I knew a woman
Mysterious and fine
Gaver her all my love
Seemed like, in a nick of time
But she didn't stay, didn't stay

I knew a woman
Soft and gentle
Stayed on my mind, on my mind
No need for sympathy
Maybe another day

I knew a woman
I never could let go
She was in my heart
No matter where I'd go
Come what may, come what may

I knew a woman
Think of her all the time
She couldn't feel my love
She's gone, no worries
Don't remind, Don't remind

Got to go now
Running out of time, runnin' out of time
A memory in my heart and mind
Would have loved her
For all time, for all time, don't remind

One day a sweet angel's going to find me
Rest this weary heart of mine
Going to love me for all time
Everything's going to somehow work out fine
Hope I've still got time, pray I've still got time

poem by James T. Adair
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Babies, Moms, Memories and Aromas

Babies, Moms, memories and Aromas

Young baby, helpless and wee
Head reposes on mom’s shoulder
Nestled in soft arms comfortably
Smells the hair of the one who holds her

Mom’s fresh shampoo scent, becomes imprinted deep
A comforting, soothing essence… in
The child’s vast, and unfilled memory keep
Takes up permanent residence

Small, chubby fingers twirling ringlets of hair
While the singular scent of her mother…is
Being tucked away, with loving care
Memories and scents stacked atop one another

Sweet baby powder is the smell on the palm
Of the hand That gently pats the child’s back
The odor re-enforcing a reassuring calm… and
Promptly being added to the child’s memory sack

Mom’s own smell, sweat mixed with soap, sweet and pungent
By the child is inhaled and sequestered forever within
Memory’s medicine, to be used as an unguent
And in her memory, applied by her mother’s hands once again

Baby oil and baby powder, a heady mixture...
An olfactory delight to store in a child’s mind
Another memory to sequester and treasure
Mixed with mothers scent, unique and sublime

Many years in the future, this child now all grown
Will be reminded by scents of the present, and will measure
Her mom’s sweet scent, mixed with her own
And locked in her mind’s vault, to treasure….
Forever and ever

poem by David Whalen
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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
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Then I Wake Up

i smell the fragrance
of your hair
feel your fingers and your breath
on my skin
when we're here alone like this
a crazy world makes perfect sense
i hear you whisperin' my name
your kisses leave the sweetest taste
on my lips
when you say 'i love you too'
soft and tender like you do
i know all m dreams have come true
(chorus)
then i wake up
on the floor beside our bed
where i sleep
ever since the night
you left me alone
in this old house
days go by
but im still in love
with who we used to be
now you're just a precious memory
i can count on every night to hold me tight
then i wake up
i lay here while the truth sinks in
im still alone you're still not here
and we're still through
i remember our last night
every word right up to goodbye
slowly i drift off again
im saing words i wish id said
that night, to you
and you dont drive off in your car
and i dont have a broken heart
and you cant wait to be in my arms
(repeat chorus)
im still in love
with who we used to be
now you're just
a precious memory
i can count on every night
to hold me tight
then i wake up
on the floor
beside our bed
where i sleep
ever since the night
you left me alone
in this old house
days go by
but im still in love

song performed by by Trace Adkins
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Then I Wake Up

song performed by by Trace Adkins
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So Real

Run your fingers
Up my spine
Gently caressing
I feel fine

No, better than fine
soft and sexy
Your roaming hands
Exciting me

Turn me about as you will
Anything you do
I'll be pleased
Lips on my skin, this is new

A soft moan escapes
I want to do the same
Run my fingers through your hair
Feel my ignited flame

Reaching out
You move away
'Please don't go!
Come back! Stay! '

A cheeky smile
Across your face
'Sshh' you whisper
Let's keep a steady pace

Down you move
Your hand on my hips
Then suddenly I feel
My warmth and your lips

O sweet torture
What heavenly bliss
Please don't stop!
Never end this kiss!

But then you do
Caressing my leg
Further down you go
Please don't make me beg

Wait! Hold on!
I'm undressed? !
Is this what you did
With each caress?

Come back please
I'm starting to shiver
Your body over mine
Its the perfect cover

Where have you gone?
I can't feel your heat
Was is something I said?
Why won't our lips meet?

Tossing and turning
Moving around
Trying to feel for you
I can't hear a sound

why won't my eyes open
They're not covered
I need to see you -
Complete darkness, I'm shuttered!

Let's try again
One eye at a time
Just a peak
But what do I find

All alone tangled in sheets
It was just a dream!
Still fully clothed
I want to scream!

poem by scarlette Phoenix
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Love Litanies.

I.
I, too, have come to feel and see
How little in the world can be
Ours, as we pine and pass —
How all we long for, know of, love,
As in a dream from us remove,
Till each becomes the shadow of
A light that was.
II.
We must all somehow be made
One with time, that fleeting shade;
Until we within the dust
Wither as sweet violets must
In their own scent, as they lie
Like a virgin memory
Trembling with its sweetest breath
In the mystery of death.

poem by Robert Crawford
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Evil Or Goodness Of Your Soul

super memory of you soul good great ur sweet the one with the sweetest heart the most brightest smile that would make even a dark and rainy day seem good evil never could u be ur devine a goddess i treasure every time i get to hear from you i pray and hope i never upset u make u mad or anything seeing you and knowin u thinking ur name is sweet its so good ur soul shines my heart smiles at the very thought of yer name i know ur not bad me i never wan cause any trouble jus think o you and speak to you for ur super great wow! ! ! please always stya the way u are for thats why ppl love ya ur so good may ur light shine even into infinity beyond and forever more

poem by Dorian Suchelle
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{etched In Memories}

Making Love With Memories

Sweet Jamaica

Memory (Thy Shall)

To Withstand The Force Of Storms

Lethe

A wishful touch...

Tip of My Memory

Your memory stays on

Fine Memory

I'm Tired

Lets Make A Night To Remember

Brokenhearted Melody

Babies, Moms, Memories and Aromas

Come As You Are (LP Version)

Then I Wake Up

Then I Wake Up

So Real

Love Litanies.

Evil Or Goodness Of Your Soul

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