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

When love crawls into your soul;
It is the most wonderful thing in the universe to behold.
Like a softness of a new dawn;
A new love will wrap its arms around two souls that the universe has drawn.
Like the warm glow of candle in the dark of night;
A new love will warm a soul with pure delight.
Like the light of a new day;
A new love will wrap its glow of love around two souls in most wonderful way! ©2008

The clock hands have twirled once more
One more day closer to heaven’s door
The morning sun has now awakened
Night time dreams are about to be shaken
Will this be the day of my last recreation?
No more time on creation
I will greet one more friend this day
Just to listen to what they have to say
If in deed this is the last
One more friend will join my cast
I know not how many grains of sand have been established for me
Sand seems to empty through the hourglass for all to see
The sand of time may empty once more
I will greet a new friend at my door
Will your hand knock upon the wood of my front door?
So I can meet you before I visit heaven’s door. ©2008