Where Theres Beauty, Theres You:
There's beauty and there's wonder,
The wonder to know the person, and the love for the person
Both, I can't live without,
Therefore, I can't live without you.
There's passion and there's lust,
Both I can't live without,
Because there the two things that remind me of you.
Your eyes, for instance,
They shine with a fiery passion,
Or your lips,
Always filled with lust,
A lust that you rightfully clam, as you crush your lips to my own...
poem by Sherry Painter
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Completing All The Touches
Her pupil shone –
Black stole a peek
Her smile wore sleek
Beneath a knowingness
That I would seek
A slipping down of garments,
Jealous of their role
To hide the jewels that complement,
Completing all the touches.
Copyright © Mark R Slaughter 2011
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poem by Mark R Slaughter
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Witch
Eyes, rivulets of red that run beneath a canopy
Of green-tinged lashes –
Tear blood playing on the grey-white skin,
Stretched across the twin peaks of cheekbone.
That slender pillar of a neck –
Magnet of eroticism, blinds to
Veins gorging on the flesh,
Dancing under pulse of blood –
Or whatever pumps inside.
Coal-black lips word intentions –
Castigations – variations of the horror
She was born to be.
O the hair! – a flame-orange avalanche
Thundering down to Hell
Where seething mounds of torn bodies lost their souls
To viler wants and fouler holes of
Scatological minds.
And the plunge of lavish breast –
E’er the siren’s weapon! –
Baits the mortal man –
Were he to chance his hand across
The certainty of doom.
But still we go, our weakness on display –
Hers will not a challenge be to see to our decay.
Copyright © Mark R Slaughter 2011
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poem by Mark R Slaughter
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Fantasy IV
Pounce of nipple
Snatches,
Catches me off guard
Flounce and ripple
Thro' the breasts
Arrests
Landing hard,
I'm flung upon my back
To analyse the ceiling -
No appealing under stress
Now under dress -
Panties gone
And she upon
My countenance -
I rouse to bait
Her feminine way
Lead astray by
Aromatic warming
Of her womanhood,
I tune her body's
Resonance
Thro' eloquence of tongue -
Her shrieking
Highly strung
We up the play
Copyright © Mark R Slaughter 2012
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poem by Mark R Slaughter
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A Certain Lust
ya see, i gotta certain lust, that makes me want to do stuff
theres so much i wanna do before my time is up, so much i wanna experience, so much i wanna see, so much i wanna smell, so much i wanna touch, so much i wanna play around with
see, i am a rather eccentric, loving unusual person, that is determined to live life with flair and laughter
i gotta certain lust for something better, and i hope that it last, last long enough to be wanted, to bee needed, by a person that really believes in me
or maybe, one day i'll soon realized that my lust for something better, was nothing but a lust that will never be furfilled, never furfilled that I would ever be loved for more then my body
but i have a certain lust, a lust for experience, to allow my body to feel free, deatched myself from this cruel world
live life feel life as it is, both bitter and sweet
just to say that everyday is a good day, not to focus onthe donts doesnts and cants
you might think being succesful is the only thing in life, but is it really, and if it is, how can you define successful
so like i said i have a certain lust, a certain lust for life, and to live it to its full extent
poem by Takiyah Penny
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Talons of a Gothic Mind
She of talons, borne from gothic mind-
Steel of blue her chilly stare,
Pitch of black her fetid blood-
Whence there came an evil flare
To terrorise the weeping kind
Befogged in mental mire; to rape
The shore with phallic waves -
And all for lust, her one desire:
Corrupt the sand of innocence
Without a case for penitence,
Or cause for such as reticence -
While coming on her priapismic fire.
Copyright © Mark R Slaughter 2009
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poem by Mark R Slaughter
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Love, Lust; Passion
Love is a complicated word,
Love and Lust can be misunderstood,
Lust is Red, always hungry for more,
Love is white, and as pure as Angels wings,
Feeling both at the same time can be magical,
Emotions take over your hopeful body,
Your soul filling with Star Dust and Twilight wonders,
Lust can be ignored,
Love can be forgotton,
But together, they are a Need,
Love and Lust, ever feel it? Its known as passion,
If you have Passion,
You are very lucky,
I feel it, Love, Lust; Passion,
But he does not,
I am floating alone along my own Milky Way,
Hoping, praying, one day,
He will feel my Passion,
Hear my Heart,
And float eagerly along my way.
poem by Jodie Louise Pollock
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Lustful Love
Love or Lust
Its always one
Or the other
Do you think both go together? ?
Sometimes I think they can
Other times I don't
Where you can't live without love
You can live without lust
In Love there's trust
In lust you find deceit
I wonder if this is love or lust
Though I feel both
I know it can't be
For I know in my Heart
You're not here to stay
poem by Nadia J. Pamphil
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Lust...
Lust destroyed my love
Lust pushed away my one
Lust made me weak
Lust took the one love
Lust killed my happiness
Lust is a sin I committed
Lust, I shouldn't had done
Lust got my suffocating
Lust made light turn into darkness
Lust made me miss my wife
Lust, my innocent girl is hurt
Lust I hurt myself too
Lust I miss my family I built
Lust, you were my biggest mistake....
poem by Joy O'Pateng
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Is it love or lust
Is it love or lust
I can not say
Is it love or lust
I think of her everyday
She is always there
When i need her most
I love her so dear
That I should not boast
Is it love or lust
Her with her sunshine blonde hair
Is it love or lust
I see her everywhere
I lust for her sweet tender kiss
I await with such delight
One taste would be such bliss
That i take my lips and bite
Is it love or lust
I can not tell
Is it love or lust
With the way my heart swells
It is up to you my dear
To give the answer that is right
My heart is your's to steer
In the direction you want tonight
poem by Adam Wilson
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A Love Lust!
Lust born of love is full of passion!
Passionate love rules life longer;
Ageless passion never diminishes
Even when death approaches fast!
Caught by the web of lust we live
Loving souls dear and intimate ever!
Heat, drought, rain, snow and storm
Can't change the decree of lust long!
Born of lust all can't escape its clutches
Albeit drunkards promise to stop drinking!
Kick of lust as the drunkards enjoy drinks
Always comes handy to satisfy one's thirst!
Even priests and sages stealthily enjoy it
Though they act to be strict by preaching!
Overcoming lust is a great feat higher than
Climbing Mount Everest to hoist flag ever!
Lovers' paradise makes time nil by lust long
Willingly caught by its spell to fly in fantasy!
Will there be life renewed sans this dream
Ever indulging in love fantasy full of lust long?
poem by Ramesh T A
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Love And Lust
Each shall have a room, as they are distinct
As love is blind, lust has eyes wide open for its games
As love is day, lust is the night at the bar
As love speaks the truth, lust can just lay silent looking for the tasty froth
Love need not be beautiful but lust makes it a requisite
Love may abstain, but lust cannot
By its nature it thrives in banquets
Love is pure but lust goes to mud in all wild wrestling for what it desires
I can love you without lust
But you may not like it after all
I love and lust you
And in you
Love and lust shall
Hold hands, kiss tight, hiss all the night
Love and lust
The two becoming one
To both of us
So this union may last
This communion of souls.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Search Party
You touched my tongue
With yours - blending buds,
Kindling minds, racing worlds,
Unifying two lovers - one body.
Tongues wrestled violently,
Fluidly, in fluid -
Juice flowed, fluidity rousing -
Endorphin storms erupted;
Hearts raged, blood gorged
Cock, clit, tit.
Search-party hands
- desperate -
Found their feelings,
Feeling up, squeezing, sliding,
Rubbing, working, fingers fiddling.
Lungs breathed - sighing, rushing,
Panting, huffing, heaving
- ciliated turmoil.
Hearts worked harder,
Forcing blood torrents;
Whirlpool minds raced,
Blinded, careless, caring, daring.
Clothes faded, cast out - jetsam.
Skin flesh moulded, melded -
Oh to split! for
Inner flesh wanted in.
Pulses pounded,
Rounded mounds flirted nipples
At the lips;
Phallus begging, forcing, pushing,
Pushed;
Ripples crossing skin dunes
Under shudders:
The Quake of Coming - coming -
Came.
We came.
We found.
Copyright © Mark R Slaughter 2010
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poem by Mark R Slaughter
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What Is Lust?
Are the eyes, the entrance,
to the passage of lust?
Affairs of estranged people,
started with glancing,
then looking and passing,
the language of lust.
The lust can identify the lust,
so is the dirty lustful human,
as a snake knows,
the legs of another snake.
Once the desires are fulfilled,
the same eyes do not want,
to see the same person again,
for the guilt of the dust.
Sometimes it may continue,
for sometimes,
and ultimately it has to end,
as lust is a wild feeling,
that does not know,
the direction to the heart.
poem by Veeraiyah Subbulakshmi
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Lust For Life (feat. The Pretenders)
Words and music by David Bowie and James Osterberg
(Lust for life x 3)
Here comes Johnny in again
With liquor and drugs
And a flash machine
Hes gonna do another strip tease
Ah, hey man, whered ya get that lotion?
Ive been hurting since I bought the gimmick
About something called love
Yeah, something called love
Well, thats like hypnotising chickens
Im just a modern guy
Huh, of course, Ive had it in the ear before
I have a lust for life
Cause Ive a lust for life
Lust for life (ooh)
Lust for life
Lust for life
Im worth a million in prizes
With my torture film
Drive a GTO
I wear a uniform
On a government loan
Im worth a million in prizes
Yeah, Im through with sleeping on the sidewalk
No more beating my brains
No more beating my brains
With liquor and drugs
With liquor and drugs
Ooh, Im just a modern guy
Huh, of course, Ive had it in the ear before
And Ive a lust for life (lust for life)
Cause Ive a lust for life (lust for life)
A lust for life (ooh)
A lust for life
Lust for life (ooh)
I got a lust for life
Lust for life (ooh)
Ah a lust for life
Lust for life (ooh)
Lust for life
Lust for life
Im just a modern guy
Huh, of course, Ive had it in the ear before
And Ive a lust for life (lust for life)
Cause Ive a lust for life (lust for life)
A lust for life (ooh)
Lust for life
Lust for life (ooh)
Lust for life
Lust for life (ooh)
I got a lust for life
Lust for life (ooh)
I got a lust for life
A lust for life
song performed by by Tom Jones
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The Lust We Fought For
The lust we fought for in now just a pile of ash.
The lust we fought for was a lie to it's very last.
The lust we fought for burns in my memory every night.
The kust we fought for wasn't worth it's own right.
The lust we fought for seemed so out of control.
The lust we fought for only needed us to grab ahold.
So the lust we fought for wasn't lust at all.
Indeed it was love that made our great fall.
The lust we fought for keeps me crying at night.
The lust we fought for has me praying to turn it right.
The lust we fought for makes me miss you more.
The lust we fought for broke my heart to it's core.
The lust we fought for brings out a million tears.
The lust we fought for challenged all of my fears.
So the lust we fought for was the pain i deserved to face.
Indeed it was love from that magically beautiful place.
The lust we fought for is now gone up in flames...
Because I now know that the lust we fought for was real all the same.
poem by Erin Grantham
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As The Night Draws In
The night drew in, the moon lowered hiding from the world
Passion consumed with the lust of love
A night of power and joy
Pleasure and relief
Sensitive music and scented candles to set a mood
New sheets soon to be dirtied and defiled as pleasure consumes the conscious mind
Lips met one time, then twice and then more often as the night moved on
Heat of lust becoming apparent as the sweat started to flow
The act of sex upon them now
Who will take the lead?
Who will dominate and who will follow?
They knew soon enough as one of them proceeded to get on all fours
But before the act began a kiss short on sweet from his lips to his
The pleasure began, intense it began to come
Stereotypes and worries replaced by pleasure and lust
They're conscious minds giving away control
Time drew on and pleasure intensified
A climax was near
One man's love for another
The others lust for the man
The act of love and lust was almost over
The Climax had been delivered and enjoyed by both men
Upon they're dirty sheets they lay
Exhausted but happy of their night of joy
In love now they sleep
Ready soon for their next night of lust.
poem by Daniel Laurence
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Love, passion and lust
Love demands no right;
Love demands no weight;
Love demands no return.
A mother thus loves.
Passion demands hold;
Passion demands right;
Passion demands return.
A woman can translate it.
Lust finds no ethics;
Lust exudes no fear.
Lust demands no reason.
A man is adept of it.
2202.10.2000, Vijayavada
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Love Or Just Lust
Is it what draws us close
Is it what tears us apart
Is it really there
Or is it our imaginations
What is it
Where is it
How does it happen
These are questions we ask
When we love We wonder
Is this love or lust
Like or must
Do I like or do I love
Do I just want to say I have it
Is this love or just lust
I get tingles
I get nervous
I cant breath
I cant see
Is this real can this be
Love or just lust
Inside of me
I have feelings I dont recognize
I want him
I need him
I cant live with out him
I dont know how this can be
Lust not love
now I see
Love is just lusting intensely
poem by Danielle Franklin
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Lust is my Disease
(Verse I)
I can taste your lips
At my finger tips
Though you’re still so far away
I can feel you every day
Tragic endings now
It’s hard to live without
Your breath upon my skin
And the way we used to sin
(Bridge I)
And so I whisper
It’s true that love has left me
But it’s lust that leaves me empty
And sometimes I scream
It’s true that love has left me
But it’s lust that leaves me empty!
(Chorus) The breathing, the moaning, the screaming
Was always the best part
The lusting, the loathing, the beatings
Broke everything but my heart
(Verse II)
Drink another down
Drink enough to drown
But still I feel you breathe
Desiring your reprieve
Passion at its end
Dead, forgotten
Now it all means nothing
And always, it means nothing
(Bridge II)
And so I whisper
It’s true that love has left me
But it’s lust that leaves me empty
And sometimes I scream
It’s true that love has left me
But it’s lust that leaves me empty!
(Chorus)
(Breakdown)
Oh, a life without a heart
Isn’t easy to conceive
But your body is an art
And lust is my disease
(Chorus x2)
Oh, I’m empty now.
poem by Jesse Bauer
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Possession of Desire
i am in so much blood filled
state of lust, robust lust
taking over me
each inch of skin it tingles
and all i want is you
overwhelmed am i
and shaken
it's been years since i've
been taken
and all i want is you
you tease just being here
your eyes your smile
come near to me i love you
not only this but lust you
i want you i want you
and all i want is you
be with me now, forever
leave me, never never
i will hold your hand
and take you
i will always love and lust you
be mine, love i want you
and all i want is you
poem by Bonnie Cote
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