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Baby Can I Hold You
Baby Can I Hold You
Sorry is all that you can say
Years gone by, and still
Words don't come easily
Like sorry, like sorry, like sorry
Like sorry, like sorry
Forgive me is all that you can say
Years gone by, and still
Words don't come easily
Like forgive me (forgive me), forgive me
But you can say, baby
Baby, can I hold you tonight?
Baby, if I told you the right word
Ooh, at the right time
You'd be mine
I love you(ooh) is all that you can say
Years gone by, and still
Words don't come easily (Words don't come easily)
Like I love you, I love you
(Baby can I) Baby, can I hold you tonight?
(Baby if I) Baby, if I told you the right word
Ooh, at the right time
You'd be mine
(Baby if I told you)
(Baby, can I hold you?)
(Repeat)
(Baby if I told you)
Baby, can I hold you?
Sorry is all that you can say
Years gone by, and still
Words don't come easily
Like sorry, like sorry, like sorry
Like sorry, like sorry
Forgive me is all that you can say
Years gone by, and still
Words don't come easily
Like forgive me (forgive me), forgive me
But you can say, baby
Baby, can I hold you tonight?
Baby, if I told you the right word
Ooh, at the right time
You'd be mine
I love you(ooh) is all that you can say
Years gone by, and still
Words don't come easily (Words don't come easily)
Like I love you, I love you
(Baby can I) Baby, can I hold you tonight?
(Baby if I) Baby, if I told you the right word
Ooh, at the right time
You'd be mine
(Baby if I told you)
(Baby, can I hold you?)
(Repeat)
(Baby if I told you)
Baby, can I hold you?
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Posted: Feb 2014
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What men want
WANTED:
Women who:
Smile at this poem then
tuck it in their dress
Who..
Like the smell of fresh hay,
and fake a blush with what
I just whispered in her ear
Who..
Will walk bare footed on a
wet country road
Who..
Could pitch a tent on the banks
of a hidden cove and whisper
girly secrets through her emerald
eyes
Who..
Can feel the dance of a mans soul
through the tips of her fingers..
Who..
Who can face the dawn in
shameless passion and just
let it be..
Let love..be love~
Women who:
Smile at this poem then
tuck it in their dress
Who..
Like the smell of fresh hay,
and fake a blush with what
I just whispered in her ear
Who..
Will walk bare footed on a
wet country road
Who..
Could pitch a tent on the banks
of a hidden cove and whisper
girly secrets through her emerald
eyes
Who..
Can feel the dance of a mans soul
through the tips of her fingers..
Who..
Who can face the dawn in
shameless passion and just
let it be..
Let love..be love~
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Posted: Feb 2014
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If
If I held out my hand would you hold it?
If i hold out my arms would you hug me??
If I reached out with my lips would you kiss me???
If i hold out my arms would you hug me??
If I reached out with my lips would you kiss me???
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Posted: Feb 2014
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Mi Luna
Luna as I watch you rise
I imagine my raven lover
painting her in delicate hues
as I always do in my dreams..
Mi Luna I am but a sailor
you the sea moon, Bella Luna
mesmerizing with your beauty and fullness
whose reflection ripples in the waters...
On the night I fell in love with you
I breathed her warm fragrance
spawned upon a gentle touch
on a sweet night of your clarity..
Oh Mi Luna
I ask that you do not drift away
you inspire the dream of love
it would bring me to much tears!
My beloved Luna
may you both be my love
I have sobbed for her under your sky
comforted by the truth you will never leave...
Mi Luna, shine upon our sea
from a distant shore I hear the mariachi
you are a moon of lovers
soft are your wings, blanca is your skin...
Heart crystal Luna
of the ocean
shine down on me...
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Posted: Feb 2014
About this poem:
Lovers moon..
online now!LOVE
Love possesses not
nor would it be possessed
for love is sufficient unto love
And think not that you can direct
the course of love
for love
if it finds you worthy
directs your course
But let there be spaces
in your togetherness
and let the winds
of the heavens
dance between you
Love one another
but make not a bond of love
Let it rather be a moving sea
between the shores of your souls
Sing and dance together
and be joyous
but let each one of you
be alone
Even as the strings of a lute
are alone
but they quiver with
the same music
And stand together
yet too near together
For the pillars of the temple
stand apart
And the oak tree and the cypress
grow not in each other's shadow
nor would it be possessed
for love is sufficient unto love
And think not that you can direct
the course of love
for love
if it finds you worthy
directs your course
But let there be spaces
in your togetherness
and let the winds
of the heavens
dance between you
Love one another
but make not a bond of love
Let it rather be a moving sea
between the shores of your souls
Sing and dance together
and be joyous
but let each one of you
be alone
Even as the strings of a lute
are alone
but they quiver with
the same music
And stand together
yet too near together
For the pillars of the temple
stand apart
And the oak tree and the cypress
grow not in each other's shadow
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Posted: Feb 2014
About this poem:
Quoted from "The Prophet" by Kahlil Gibran
Romany Gypsy (final poem here)
With flashing eyes she did enthral
as to the beat of drums she danced
a wild flamingo with clacking castanets
her wide hooped skirts was all a-swirl
Golden earrings sparkling and flashing
heels looking impossibly high as she twirls
her eyes flashing enticing messages
as the men flock to her a mocking laugh
Siren of the senses as well she knows
she taunts and teases as she grabs hold
only to push her admirer head over heels
leaving him stunned and dazed in the dirt
In a puff of smoke she vanishes from view
long rolls of drums call to her to come back
the men look in vain for her return
a soft voice enticingly calls from the shadows
Singing of long journeys to far away exotic places
of caravan wheels swishing and of horses cavorting
of smokey camp fires bristling with full cauldrons
no clue to what lies within just enticing smells
She tells of lovers she has known in distant past
entreating the men, who try their luck to no avail
she sits brushing her long raven black hair of curls
and the sparks fly giving her an ethereal appearance
The fires die low and still she has not yet chosen
it seems she is waiting for someone not now here
flashes of lightening fork across the sullen skies
and the skies open in deluges of rain and thunder
As her admirers scatter seeking shelter she laughs
spinning round and round hair flying out scattering
droplets that glisten and sparkle in pale light
at last she crumbles done to the sodden ground
A mighty flash of lightening rends the sky in half
highlighting a jet black horse rearing up high
she runs forward laughing he is here, he has come
her gypsy king, he swings her up before him and turns
As the summer storm fades the last fork shows
the two lovers high-lit on the rolling hill
then gone, gone to their secret place of tryst
she leaves lingering memories in men's minds of what might have been
as to the beat of drums she danced
a wild flamingo with clacking castanets
her wide hooped skirts was all a-swirl
Golden earrings sparkling and flashing
heels looking impossibly high as she twirls
her eyes flashing enticing messages
as the men flock to her a mocking laugh
Siren of the senses as well she knows
she taunts and teases as she grabs hold
only to push her admirer head over heels
leaving him stunned and dazed in the dirt
In a puff of smoke she vanishes from view
long rolls of drums call to her to come back
the men look in vain for her return
a soft voice enticingly calls from the shadows
Singing of long journeys to far away exotic places
of caravan wheels swishing and of horses cavorting
of smokey camp fires bristling with full cauldrons
no clue to what lies within just enticing smells
She tells of lovers she has known in distant past
entreating the men, who try their luck to no avail
she sits brushing her long raven black hair of curls
and the sparks fly giving her an ethereal appearance
The fires die low and still she has not yet chosen
it seems she is waiting for someone not now here
flashes of lightening fork across the sullen skies
and the skies open in deluges of rain and thunder
As her admirers scatter seeking shelter she laughs
spinning round and round hair flying out scattering
droplets that glisten and sparkle in pale light
at last she crumbles done to the sodden ground
A mighty flash of lightening rends the sky in half
highlighting a jet black horse rearing up high
she runs forward laughing he is here, he has come
her gypsy king, he swings her up before him and turns
As the summer storm fades the last fork shows
the two lovers high-lit on the rolling hill
then gone, gone to their secret place of tryst
she leaves lingering memories in men's minds of what might have been
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Posted: Feb 2014
About this poem:
I first posted here 1 year ago today. I have learned so much from so many talented poets here who were unstinting in their praise and encouragement To so many of you I owe so much. Dear friends I will pop in from time to time to read your workA special tnx to my friend MM without who's help and unstinting support I would still be writing just free verse
to Liam for his encouragement and loyal support
so many poets here that I love and admire
I bide you all adieu yet not farewell for many of you I will see on Soup love and hugs
Angel
In the quiet of the night
I hear
the soft footfalls
of a angel
he's outside of my window
glowing like the moon
making me feel beautiful
he says my name
and my heart pounds
he comes through my window
and mesmerizes me
with his smile
By: T.G. 2/19/2014
I hear
the soft footfalls
of a angel
he's outside of my window
glowing like the moon
making me feel beautiful
he says my name
and my heart pounds
he comes through my window
and mesmerizes me
with his smile
By: T.G. 2/19/2014
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Posted: Feb 2014
About this poem:
This poem is about love, obviously. I was feeling a peace when I wrote this.
I Am Strong
consume me oh mighty vulture
I am weak and exposed
just the way you wished
for I am weak and injured
my limbs are broken
my spirits torn
left to rot in the open
and no more strength
upon my bones
I have been all used up
twisted by dark storms
what is there for me to live for
I have suffered since
I was born
slay me, for in pieces
I am frail and torn
by enemies I have gained
since I was left alone
I have been abandoned
but for now I wont run
nor coil in submission
instead within me
I will grab onto my hopes
and as I gather all my strength
to stand and face the sun
one more chance
I will confront all my demons
wont hide from fears no more
I will stand with my convictions
that this battle is mine alone
no one, nobody but me
to set out my victory
I am standing straight
with the last strand of my limbs
and unbridled faith
I will not lose
I am my own strength
and I am my own hopes
No one else, just me
I wont give up
until my last breath is charged.
I am weak and exposed
just the way you wished
for I am weak and injured
my limbs are broken
my spirits torn
left to rot in the open
and no more strength
upon my bones
I have been all used up
twisted by dark storms
what is there for me to live for
I have suffered since
I was born
slay me, for in pieces
I am frail and torn
by enemies I have gained
since I was left alone
I have been abandoned
but for now I wont run
nor coil in submission
instead within me
I will grab onto my hopes
and as I gather all my strength
to stand and face the sun
one more chance
I will confront all my demons
wont hide from fears no more
I will stand with my convictions
that this battle is mine alone
no one, nobody but me
to set out my victory
I am standing straight
with the last strand of my limbs
and unbridled faith
I will not lose
I am my own strength
and I am my own hopes
No one else, just me
I wont give up
until my last breath is charged.
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Posted: Feb 2014
About this poem:
I am sliding finally on the other side of the linethanks for all your reads and comments
DON'T TOUCH MY SKIN
DON'T TOUCH MY SKIN
You got the smell of confidence
let me brush myself on you
snake dance a tell tale dream
but don't touch my skin
wanna feel who you are
enough to feel what it's like
enough to make our puzzle fit
but don't touch my skin
stand in close 'til I start spinning
don't touch just let me breathe you in
don't touch my skin
don't wanna melt too deep
if I do will it go forever
nothing lasts forever
don't touch my skin
stand in close 'til I start spinning
don't touch just let me breathe you in
don't touch my skin
eyes of a beautiful soul
wanna butterfly kiss in dreams
wanna taste this energy in between
but don't touch my skin
just don't touch my skin
don't touch my skin
You got the smell of confidence
let me brush myself on you
snake dance a tell tale dream
but don't touch my skin
wanna feel who you are
enough to feel what it's like
enough to make our puzzle fit
but don't touch my skin
stand in close 'til I start spinning
don't touch just let me breathe you in
don't touch my skin
don't wanna melt too deep
if I do will it go forever
nothing lasts forever
don't touch my skin
stand in close 'til I start spinning
don't touch just let me breathe you in
don't touch my skin
eyes of a beautiful soul
wanna butterfly kiss in dreams
wanna taste this energy in between
but don't touch my skin
just don't touch my skin
don't touch my skin
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Posted: Feb 2014
About this poem:
Well ... lol
online today!Love’s Indulgence
Such a fantasy
Of innocence
Looking down
Ready to dive
Into a shallow pool
Shimmering with promise
Shivering with desire
Tranquil in its hope
Reflections of beauty
Eyes wet with tears
Happiest in years
The only hesitation
A painful reality
Perhaps jagged rocks
Lying just below
The surface of love
Of innocence
Looking down
Ready to dive
Into a shallow pool
Shimmering with promise
Shivering with desire
Tranquil in its hope
Reflections of beauty
Eyes wet with tears
Happiest in years
The only hesitation
A painful reality
Perhaps jagged rocks
Lying just below
The surface of love
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Posted: Feb 2014
About this poem:
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