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Because Of A Kiss

It all started
with a kiss
A torrid kiss
A silent sigh
Tears from eyes
You’re not my beau
But I didn’t oppose
You thought
I was mad
Because I cried

Yes, I was inflamed
Because from that time
I had my sleepless nights
Your kiss
Still I could feel the heat
My whole being
Was enchanted by it

Yes, I was inflamed

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Delayed Reaction

Music: hall
Lyrics: hall/oates/s. allen
You strike a low blow
You fight a dirty fight
Right to the heart youre putting me away
Time was movin slow
But I was in control
There were so many things I shouldve said
But couldnt think of one word
(delayed reaction) oh yeah
At first I was ashamed
Then I was inflamed
I wanted to hurt you
Say that (delayed reaction) oh no
At first I was alright
And then I had to fight
I wanted to hurt you
I wanted to hurt you so
It was a backlash
No I couldnt let it pass

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A Dart Of Passion

A dart of passion inflamed your vitals and,
The act of love took on your emotion;
For this romance was like the art of the muse you've been waiting for,
But i have spread my bed with tapestry of fine linen from Egypt.

I was eagerly looking for you!
That is why i am out here to meet you my love;
Because the girls are back with fun and love,
But there is no sex in this desert around me.

The first floor was for your love and,
The second floor was for your nakedness!
But who will take you up to the third floor of my muse?
There and then you will be able to climb up to the fourth floor.

The dart of passion inflamed your vitals and,
I am only doing my job to satisfy you;
So let me bath you tonight with the muse of my love,
And let us go through all the steps of love tonight.

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George Herbert

Sin's Round

Sorry I am, my God, sorry I am,
That my offences course it in a ring.
My thoughts are working like a busy flame,
Until their cockatrice they hatch and bring:
And when they once have perfected their draughts,
My words take fire from my inflamed thoughts.

My words take fire fro m my inflamed thoughts,
Which spit it forth like the Sicilian hill.
They vent their wares, and pass them with their faults,
And by their breathing ventilate the ill.
But words suffice not, where are lewd intentions:
My hands do join to finish the inventions.

My hands do join to finish the inventions:
And so my sins ascend three stories high,
As Babel grew, before there were dissentions.
Let ill deeds loiter not: for they supply
New thoughts of sinning:
wherefore, to my shame,

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The Female Phaeton

Thus Kitty, beautiful and young,
And wild as colt untamed,
Bespoke the fair from whence she sprung,
With little rage inflamed.

Inflamed with rage at sad restraint
Which wise mamma ordain'd,
And sorely vex'd to play the saint
Whilst wit and beauty reign'd.

Shall I thumb holy books, confined
With Abigails, forsaken?
Kitty's for other things design'd,
Or I am much mistaken.

Must Lady Jenny frisk about,
And visit with her cousins?
At balls must she make all the rout,
And bring home hearts by dozens?

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Jayne's Joy

Jayne's joy, 'tis plain, drips passion through [th]ink's pen
Alluring and so 'in_time_mate' to me,
Youth rediscovered fountains forth again.
Never sated, sensitivity,
Expects attention thrilling to the core,
Joining sparks to larks' song, heart inflamed,
Awakening which sees fair spirit soar,
Yearns for fulfillment ever more unblamed.
Neat syllables as const[on]ant raindrops fall,
Endless outpouring salivating sheet,
Just phrase ideal spontaneous, on call,
Arrives exciting heart which feels its heat.
Yet none deny perfection's rhyming dance,
NEar, far, the same are, wor[l]ds unfold, advance.


Author notes
© Jonathan Robin written 3 November 2008 Acrostic Sonnet rendering of:

My Pen Is My Lover

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To His Sister Paolina,

ON HER APPROACHING MARRIAGE.


Since now thou art about to leave
Thy father's quiet house,
And all the phantoms and illusions dear,
That heaven-born fancies round it weave,
And to this lonely region lend their charm,
Unto the dust and noise of life condemned,
By destiny, soon wilt thou learn to see
Our wretchedness and infamy,
My sister dear, who, in these mournful times,
Alas, wilt more unhappy souls bestow
On our unhappy Italy!
With strong examples strengthen thou their minds;
For cruel fate propitious gales
Hath e'er to virtue's course denied,
Nor in weak souls can purity reside.

Thy sons must either poor, or cowards be.

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Jerusalem Delivered - Book 02 - part 07

LXXXVI
"But if our sins us of his help deprive,
Of his high justice let no mercy fall;
Yet should our deaths us some contentment give,
To die, where Christ received his burial,
So might we die, not envying them that live;
So would we die, not unrevenged all:
Nor Turks, nor Christians, if we perish such,
Have cause to joy, or to complain too much.

LXXXVII
"Think not that wars we love, and strife affect,
Or that we hate sweet peace, or rest denay,
Think not your sovereign's friendship we reject,
Because we list not in our conquests stay:
But for it seems he would the Jews protect,
Pray him from us that thought aside to lay,
Nor us forbid this town and realm to gain,
And he in peace, rest, joy, long more may reign."

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The Recluse - Book First

HOME AT GRASMERE

ONCE to the verge of yon steep barrier came
A roving school-boy; what the adventurer's age
Hath now escaped his memory--but the hour,
One of a golden summer holiday,
He well remembers, though the year be gone--
Alone and devious from afar he came;
And, with a sudden influx overpowered
At sight of this seclusion, he forgot
His haste, for hasty had his footsteps been
As boyish his pursuits; and sighing said,
'What happy fortune were it here to live!
And, if a thought of dying, if a thought
Of mortal separation, could intrude
With paradise before him, here to die!'
No Prophet was he, had not even a hope,
Scarcely a wish, but one bright pleasing thought,
A fancy in the heart of what might be
The lot of others, never could be his.

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John Milton

Paradise Lost: Book 02

High on a throne of royal state, which far
Outshone the wealth or Ormus and of Ind,
Or where the gorgeous East with richest hand
Showers on her kings barbaric pearl and gold,
Satan exalted sat, by merit raised
To that bad eminence; and, from despair
Thus high uplifted beyond hope, aspires
Beyond thus high, insatiate to pursue
Vain war with Heaven; and, by success untaught,
His proud imaginations thus displayed:--
"Powers and Dominions, Deities of Heaven!--
For, since no deep within her gulf can hold
Immortal vigour, though oppressed and fallen,
I give not Heaven for lost: from this descent
Celestial Virtues rising will appear
More glorious and more dread than from no fall,
And trust themselves to fear no second fate!--
Me though just right, and the fixed laws of Heaven,
Did first create your leader--next, free choice
With what besides in council or in fight

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