The sexy clothes she wore this night
Painted the scene that seemed so right
I poured a glass of dark rich Merlot
Set back to view the intimate show
Mindful play was not going to be the ultimate end
Physical love is all this mind could comprehend
The smile she wore once more
Set the stage of what was in store
Amor Amor fragrance was in the night’s air
While clothes were being scattered without care
I will spin the disk of Fleetwood Mac
Listen to the tunes of each track
Surly the rhythm of Fleetwood “Dreams”
Will set the mood for this lovely scene
Being under the influence of something as lovely as you
Restores my life all anew ©2008

I am just a man living somewhere between Heaven and Hell
I could say that the naughty in me
Is caused by devil that resides in me … now that that wouldn’t be fair to the devil
No, I will take the blame if blame must be
For it is I that lives this life not he
If I have offended a friend because of some lust
Then it is I that will extend the apology that is a must!
The pages of time will advance once more
As I set sail for some distant shore
Along the way I will try to reach for the sky
And if our paths cross someday please don’t be shy
Even though this life with me
May not be perfect as one would expect it to be
I still struggle with living between Heaven and Hell
I would do my best to make things swell
All I ask is some time with thee
To seal our fate in destiny ©2008

I am a romantic dreamer, kindhearted benevolent creature
I live each day as if it’s a new feature
I dance with a language called class
I sip compassion from a crystal wine glass
I walk naked through a valley of frothy dreams
I have listened and don’t understand many of the darn schemes
I make my language and song my notion
I despise no one to my complete devotion
If my tactic seems wrong and out of affect
Forgive my approach and please direct
You see this is a new day and I mean no disrespect
So climb on board and let your eyes behold
As the world before us unfolds ©2008

I have scars that will not heal and bruises that do not show
I have hunger that can not be quenched for what is in stow
Doctors and meds can not cure
My heart and what it had to endure
My heart breathes forever hungry for passion and love
From the soul of my beloved
My heart with every beat seems to linger in famine to be loved with passion
I do not desire pity expressed with an eyedropper of compassion
That love will wane and wax like a harvest moon
I’d rather have soft lips pressed against my soul
Swooned by my beloved who I would extol ©2008

The light of a distant moon,
Entices naked bodies to be swoon
Floor is littered with clothes everywhere
Painted upon the floor with no care
Aroma of woman penetrates the air
Causes eyes of men to stare
Moist fingers have experienced the thrall
Heaven’s gate was opened by the celestial call
Whispers are heard above man’s breathing
Lungs are full of air and heaving
Silk curtains sway as if dancing without a care
Music inspired by the cool night air
The last lunge of love penetrates the still of the night
As man and woman now sleep immersed in moon light ©2008

What beauty is this
                               words can not touch
                                                                nor hands can not caress
Only eyes of enchantment and dreams of tomorrows can discover
Silver and Gold can not obtain what is not sold;
But eyes of enchantment and dreams of tomorrows can own.
Perfume so sweet
                            fragrance so unique
                                                           aroma we can not seek;
But eyes of enchantment and dreams of tomorrows can meet.
This beauty will only show … that the eyes of enchantment and dreams of tomorrows will ever know! ©2008

Would you recognize me if I knocked on your door?
Would you know the richness of my spirit and the depth of my all?
Would you invite me in so we could meet and achieve the destiny of this call?
Or would you turn me away …
                            and tell me to return some other day?
Leaving my love to only to d e c a y ©2008

I stand before the winds of time
Staring over your exposed desires
Surely this depiction has caused the pain
My essence begs for water to quench this fire
Its not you that has seek to cause this pain
It is my desire to have what I can not
I will step aside and let those than can tie the knot
Enjoy the splendor of this temptation
I will dream the dream of total admiration
While the winds of time will settle this arbitration ©2008

The hinge of life swings both ways
People come and people go
Some stop for a while
Others seem to barely show
I wonder why that is so
Is it I that have changed?
Is it I that have locked the door?
Is it I that have not been there?
Is it I that have not shared?
The Earl Gray tea upon my table
Pleading for a friend to stop for a while
The hinge of life swings no more suggests the end of this fable ©2008

The pendulum of the grandfather clock ticks away the hours;
Like rain drops from a prairie spring shower.
Time creeps away;
As if it has no time to stay.
The things that exist from metal to wood;
Will all decay as they should.
A time will come when the hours will no longer pass;
Memories of friends will be the only thing that will last.
So I extend my hand of friendship this day;
In hopes of  making one more friend before the pendulum stops someday. ©2008