Perfume is the most intimate lingerie.
aphorism by George Budoi, translated by George Budoi
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I love to wear lingerie. The problem is that men always rip it off too quickly. When women are dolled up in lingerie they feel sexy. So let us wear it for five minutes.
quote by Karen McDougal
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Last Night I Dreamt Your Perfume
Last night I dreamt your perfume
While I held you in my hand
Last night I dreamt your perfume
You will never understand
The way you make me feel
The promise that you give
Last night I dreamt your perfume
Lost in those dreams I live
Last night I dreamt your perfume
Arched fingers cupped your breast
Last night I dreamt your perfume
Felt your warm breath brush my chest
With gel coat slide I gripped you
Sensation through my veins
Last night I dreamt your perfume
She who bears no name
Last night I dreamt your perfume
Your body meshed with mine
Last night I dreamt your perfume
A guilty pleasure, sweet, sublime
Quiet by my pillow
Your touch I never feel
Last night I dreamt your perfume
This morning, wished you real
poem by Bill Smith
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~ LINGERIE-IG* ~ [Redacted]
~ LINGERIE- IG* ~
Ms. NIVEDITA
UK
28.10.09.
LINGERIE- IG
Stealth watcher
Of XX and XY’s
Vices, virtues.
Inclosure of our
Clandestine inclinations
From surfacing.
Incognito browser
Of our enticement
Constrains, restrains.
Definer of body
Inspirer of personality
For captivating others.
Share cozy comfort
Of dame's curves and lines
Most sought after.
Shield our
Bash of agony
Blush of ecstasy.
Mute sensor
Of our
Sexuality, sensuality.
Sanitizer
Of conduct
How not to do it?
How to do it?
Almanac for our
Ethos and pathos.
Sensitive gadget
Signalize our hate / love
Trepidations and temptations.
Limn beauteous
Peaky bosoms
Butt cleaves
Of feminine catwalker,
And macho pectorals
For paparazzo’s’
Lens hunting
In pageantry fest.
Lingerie is
The sentinel
In Yin’s affairs
Of bosoms'
Wavy ripples
Subtle musical saltation
Below bikini line.
IG is
The scout
In Yang’s crush
Flutter above,
And love vibe
Below the belt line.
During exuberant
Romantic togetherness
LINGERIE- IG vicariously view
The climax
Horripilant glowing
Orgasms in the corpus’
Of Yin, Yang.
Finality eventually
Disposability:
Scrap Lingerie - IG
Deported in vat
Their tryst
Romantically reminiscence
And play game of romance
In criss-cross synergy
With others’
Wheelingback into
Arche romance
Of Eve and Adam.
We can
Befool us and others
But not to LINGERIE- IGs
Our vigilant gizmo.
Womb to tomb
Virtual reality
Amniotic sac to
Cremation ash relic
Redolently hugging
You still…
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* IG =INNERGARMENT
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poem by Ms. Nivedita Bagchi Spc. Uk.
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Candy Perfume Girl
Young velvet porcelain boy
Devour me when you're with me
Blue wish window seas
Speak delicious fires
I'm your candy perfume girl
Your candy perfume girl
Moist warm desire
Fly to me
I'm your candy perfume girl
Your candy perfume girl
I'm your candy perfume girl
Candy
song performed by by Madonna from Music
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Kissing someone is pretty intimate, actually very intimate, and your heart always kind of skips a beat before you do that.
quote by Keanu Reeves
Submitted by Veronica Serbanoiu
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~ Mosaic Lingerie ~
~ MOSAIC LINGERIE ~
Ms. NIVEDITA
13.11.09
UK
She telephoned
Got medical report
Cancer!
For extramarital
Beaut infatuation
Separated
Former hubby
Asked her
Meet him.
She came
Said he
Every wealth
I’m giving you.
She surprised
Why?
He said
For our…?
Finally stopped
Looked at him
Snuggled him
In eyeful of tears..
He was wreathing
Poem inside
Long long after
Very romantic!
She passionately
Kissed him
Huggingly balleted
Fingers all o’er
Cuddled nuzzled
Gently on bed.
Voluptuously played
All they used to.
Poetry of…
Reminiscence
Many many loves
Lulu embraces.
Inside emotion
Immixed in furtive
Passionate word-adieu
‘Mosaic Lingerie’
He said
Rear our son
I’ll die
I’ve cancer.
Owe awe struck
She was.
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poem by Ms. Nivedita Bagchi Spc. Uk.
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Brevity is the soul of lingerie.
quote by Dorothy Parker
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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When moment synchronizes with moment
When moment synchronizes with moment
when our movements gets a own character
we cannot stop the intimate fire,
our passion comes blazing, intimate and free;
it falls like spring rain on the earth,
then there is something binding between us,
we are in a world away from the aching.
poem by Gert Strydom
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Ghost Perfume
Smell of perfume fills the air,
it’s my ghost friend who is near.
I ask a question in my mind,
“Does ghost want me to see a sign? ”
Do I know perfume is real this time?
Smell of perfume by my car,
it is lingering only so far.
Not in other parts of air,
the ghost wanted me to believe
she was there.
Watching over me, to show she cares.
(By Suzae Chevalier on September 4, 2011)
poem by Christina Sunrise
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Intimate Since We Met
Intimate since we met.
With no mention of it intended.
And feeling free not to defend it,
To experience this without regret.
It was as if this was meant to be.
A meeting of coincidence...
That began for us so innocent.
And intimate since we met.
A magnetic attraction we cemented.
First with our eyes,
Then to our surprise we kissed.
Feeling that tingle between us,
With a need to be together...
To explore more of it!
And we have been intimate,
Since we met.
With no mention of it intended.
And feeling free not to defend it!
To experience this without regret.
So blessed we are,
To share this added spice.
That increases in our happiness,
Each of us knew.
But did not expect...
Could reach and climb to further heights.
None that we dreamed of.
Or planned to invite.
Intimate since we met.
With no mention of it intended.
And feeling free not to defend it,
To experience this without regret.
It was as if this was meant to be.
A meeting of coincidence...
That began for us so innocent.
And did not expect...
When we met,
Could reach and climb to further heights.
Further with no intention...
To be this intimate,
Like this intimacy we have is meant.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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If God wanted us to be naked, why did he invent sexy lingerie?
quote by Shannen Doherty
Submitted by Veronica Serbanoiu
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I wear women's leggings under my clothes, but no lingerie.
quote by Dennis Rodman
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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I'm on the cover of the lingerie football swimsuit calendar this year.
quote by Trishelle Cannatella
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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nema
Mmmmm....
Yeah C'mon
Don't stop what you're doing
Don't stop,
Please.
Don't stop what you're doing,
Don't stop,
Please!
Don't stop what you're doing
Don't stop,
Please.
Don't stop what you're doing,
Don't stop,
If you can read my mind
If you could look inside
I guess you know what I'm feeling.
The moment you decide
Let go of fear
You're fine
Love him a deeper meaning!
I'm tired of all these things
Your Pride Just turns to shame
No more secrets between us
No, no!
I'm here in front of you
I feel the same way too!
Let's turn and make this love deepen>
If you wanna be intimate with me
Gotta let me see a part of you
No one else knows!
I wanna be intimate with you
Feel you reach into
The part of me no one else,
No one else!
Knows like you do!
Heaven and death we meet
Baby when I'm with you
No one else can touch us
And no more emptiness
I feel like I've been blessed!
Boy I believe in you
Boy I Believe in You
Your love can see me through!
Your love can see me through!
You!
You've got the power I need!
You've got the power I need!
Show you believe in me
Like I believe in you
Baby, I'm down on my knees!
You wanna be intimate with me
Gotta let me see a part of you
No one else knows!
'Cos you gotta be intimate with you
Feel you reach into
The part of me,
'Cos no one else loves me like you do
Don't Stop
What you're doing
Don't stop
Please!-a
song performed by by Tool
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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How I wish to be LOVED
close as your fingers
are to each other
tall, thin, fat, or small
warm as your palm
as you squeeze me in
sincere as your heart
is to every pause of life
affectionate as your bossom
to a hungry suckling child
and intimate, intimate as your sweet lips
are on those esctatic inches of my life
poem by John Tiong Chunghoo
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I love the whole lingerie outfit - you know, thigh-high tights and garters.
quote by Jodi Lyn O'Keefe
Submitted by Veronica Serbanoiu
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I have done so much: modeling, acting, singing, the calendar, the lingerie line, and there have been times where I have wanted to give up but I went for it.
quote by Caprice Bourret
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I love you without knowing how, or when, or from where. I love you simply, without problems or pride: I love you in this way because I do not know any other way of loving but this, in which there is no I or you, so intimate that your hand upon my chest is my hand, so intimate that when I fall asleep your eyes close.
Pablo Neruda in 100 Love Sonnets: Cien sonetos de amor
Submitted by Veronica Serbanoiu
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Imperial Bedroom
Everyone agreed that she looked delightful
Except for her sister, who was hateful and spiteful
Blushing bright red from her head to her feet
But rushing into her bridal suite
The imperial bedroom, the regal boudoir
This casual acquaintance led to an intimate bonsoir
Life turns out like a tv serial
A head full of daydreams, his hands full of material
She says its nothing, hes messing up her hair
And still he looks so neat
Stepping into the bridal suite
The imperial bedroom, the regal boudoir
This casual acquaintance led to an intimate bonsoir
So the best man will do his best again
Now theyre getting dressed again
Blushing bright red from her head to her feet
Sneaking out of the bridal suite
The imperial bedroom, the regal boudoir
This casual acquaintance led to an intimate bonsoir
We know who youre with and where you are
In the imperial bedroom, the regal boudoir
This casual acquaintance led to an intimate bonsoir
Two names under the register
In the imperial bedroom, the regal boudoir
This casual acquaintance led to an intimate bonsoir
Au revoir
song performed by by Elvis Costello
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Intimacy Avoidance Syndrome
You had grown out of your marriage,
You said,
That’s why you loved me may be,
I guess,
But you grew out of your love even,
What a pity!
You would grow out of yourself too,
Some day,
You wouldn’t have a place to hide that day,
Your last day,
You may better go and take rest for good,
Others at peace.
The fact is you never loved anyone,
You suffer from Intimacy avoidance syndrome,
You could not be intimate with him,
So you loved me outside your marriage,
When I became intimate with you,
You ran away to your job, leaving even your son.
poem by Amit Biswas
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