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Hymn To Pan

by Aleister Crowley

Thrill with lissome lust of the light,
O man ! My man !
Come careering out of the night
Of Pan ! Io Pan .
Io Pan ! Io Pan ! Come over the sea
From Sicily and from Arcady !
Roaming as Bacchus, with fauns and pards
And nymphs and styrs for thy guards,
On a milk-white ass, come over the sea
To me, to me,

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Green Chile

by Jimmy Santiago Baca

I prefer red chile over my eggs
and potatoes for breakfast.
Red chile ristras decorate my door,
dry on my roof, and hang from eaves.
They lend open-air vegetable stands
historical grandeur, and gently swing
with an air of festive welcome.
I can hear them talking in the wind,
haggard, yellowing, crisp, rasping
tongues of old men, licking the breeze.

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Cleared

by Rudyard Kipling

(In Memory of a Commission)

Help for a patriot distressed, a spotless spirit hurt,
Help for an honourable clan sore trampled in the dirt!
From Queenstown Bay to Donegal, O listen to my song,
The honourable gentlemen have suffered grievous wrong.

Their noble names were mentioned -- O the burning black disgrace! --
By a brutal Saxon paper in an Irish shooting-case;
They sat upon it for a year, then steeled their heart to brave it,

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The Complaint Unto Pity

by Geoffrey Chaucer

Pite, that I have sought so yore agoo
With herte soore and ful of besy peyne,
That in this world was never wight so woo
Withoute deth-- and yf I shal not feyne,
My purpos was to Pite to compleyne
Upon the crueltee and tirannye
Of Love, that for my trouthe doth me dye.

And when that I, be lengthe of certeyne yeres,
Had evere in oon a tyme sought to speke,

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How I Got That Name

by Marilyn Chin

I am Marilyn Mei Ling Chin
Oh, how I love the resoluteness
of that first person singular
followed by that stalwart indicative
of "be," without the uncertain i-n-g
of "becoming."Of course,
the name had been changed
somewhere between Angel Island and the sea,
when my father the paperson
in the late 1950s

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Recent Lust Poems

When I Was Small, I Grew

by Michael R. Burch

These are heretical poems about God, religion, the Bible and the Christian religion.

When I Was Small, I Grew
by Michael R. Burch

When I was small,
God held me in thrall:
Yes, He was my All

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Babe, Baby

by Alexandra Davis

You've got the cans,
and I've got my hands on your face.
You brush past my breast,
can't wait for the rest.
Can finally feel this heart beating
Whisper in my ear about leaving
They all know what's happening.

Door buzzer. Butterflies flutter.
You shout Baby through the intercom

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My Heart Prayer: Kneeling Before Redemption

by Christen Kuikoua

In the sacred silence of this moment,
I kneel before you, my Lord,
burdened by the weight of my transgressions.
My soul trembles, confessing
the sins that have stained the fabric of my being.
Oh, forgive me, Almighty,
for straying from the path of righteousness
and betraying the values you have bestowed upon me.

I have succumbed to the allure of fleeting pleasures,

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David and Bathsheba (Part 1)

by Pilgrim Roy

Part 1
Upon the palace roof he walked around
for his poor restless soul no sleep had found.
But then those eyes of his all red and sore
could not believe the lovely sight they saw.

For there across the rooftops he could see
a woman as naked as she could be.
He had to pinch himself to make sure
that it was no apparition that he saw.

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Lust

by Nastasimir Franović

I didn't see you naked that night.
I felt all my strength in your sighs.
You were biting your lips, at the glimmer of moonlight fading through the window.
I saw that you wanted me lustfully.
Your skin is so soft and white.
Your breasts bulge from my lips.
Your hair is tied below your shoulders.
Your white thighs wrapped around me.
Oh, how passionate and timid you were that night.
Your lustful lips prevented me from falling asleep.

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