SPIRIT SHIPS SAIL...

spirit ships sail
through the black veil

true true love’s done gone astray
seems to have lost its lonesome way

as dream shadows fall
from the dark side of the moon
ripples of time they can’t recall
sleepin’ stars in a blue lagoon

and lost souls mourn their blind eyes
can’t hear nothin’ for the hue and cry

slivers of hope cast to the skies
waitin’ on hearts to open wide

but the crow flies its straight path
headed now to the glory bath

ain’t gonna git in the way of love’s bloody wrath

don’t nobody know deep down inside
where true love’s gone to hide

and spirit ships sail
through the soft pale
.
.
.

and now?...

 and what of you when she went away

when she slipped from view that cold dark day

did a part of her remain perchance

remnant of your swirling shadow dance

and what of you when she came back not

when she slipped from you in a loose lover’s knot

did a piece of her lodge in your heart

remnant of your mind’s work of art

and what of you now since she’s been gone

when with her she took your brilliant dawn

and what of her since she slipped from sight

when with you she left her beloved night

and what of her since she went away

when from you she left ‘fore judgment day

and what of you

and what of her

now

now

that she’s

gone

and

you're

both

all

alone

what of you

what of her

.

.

.

pieces of me from yesteryear...

if i but could

take the hurt
from out the wound
that lingers there
if i but could
take the rage
from out the deep
that dwells within
if i but could
take the sorrow
that sucks your life
away
if i but could
my love
 i surely
would

~

take my arms
my love
shelter from
the storm

you need
not ask
my love
for what
is mine
is yours

take my lips
my love
taste till
you are filled

you need
not want
my love
for they are mine
to give

take my heart
my love
we need not
ever part

you need
not need
my love
for love is
mine to give

there are no strings attached
no chains to hold you here

for love, my love,
my only claim

~

you take my breath away
i cannot help but stare

there is no end in sight
to the love i see there

i cannot help but stare

for you were always there
just a touch away

but it took love
to turn the night away

i cannot help but stare
~

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[there is another little yesteryear piece of me below - at voices from 1975]

deep down dirty burnin' mind-dancin'...

so

do you
do you dare
to dance with me
 
do you dare
to dance with me
to really dance with me
you know the kind
the dance
the dirty dance
the deep and dirty dance
the one
deep down inside the me of me
where you can see
all there is of me
and
dance with me there
there
in the deep and dirty
way down inside of me
there where
when we dance

and you hold me close
all that deep and dirty
works its way up from
the deep and dirty shadows
of my past
and
grips you just like
the arms of me
because
it
is
a part of me
that deep and dirty

so
do you
do you dare

to dance with me

do you dare
to dance with me
to really dance
with me
you know the kind
the dance
the fire dance
the dance of fire
deep down inside the me of me
where you can feel
all there is to feel of me
and
dance with me there
there
in the burning fire of me
the fire deep down inside of me
there
where when we dance

and

you hold me close
that raging fire flames its way up from
deep down inside of me
from the fire that burns to eternity
and
grabs you like the legs of me
singeing you burning you
causing you to burst into flames
just like the burning pit in me
deep down inside of me
because
it
is
a part
of me
that burning fire

so
do you
do you dare
to dance with me
 
do you dare
to dance with me
to really dance with me
you know the kind
the dance
the mind dance
the dance of the minds
the dance of words
the one
deep down inside the me of me
where you can read
all there is of me
and
dance with me there
there
in my mind
the mind deep down inside of me
where words take a life of their own
there
where words
do the deep and dirty dance
the dance of fire of desire
there
there where
when we dance
and
you hold me close
all those words
those verb words
work their way
down from
the mind of me
and grab you like
the magic in me
because
they
are
a part
of me
those words

so
do you

do you dare

to dance with me
the me of me
the all of me
in the deep down and dirty
in the burning pit of fire
in the magic of my mind
of my soul

deep down inside of me

do you

~

to passion, butterfly days - and keats...

i almost wish

we were butterflies

and liv'd but

three summer days —

three such days with you

i could fill with more delight

than fifty common years

could ever contain

you wanted me...

you let me be
the things i’d long forgot
held me close untied the knots
without a scheme without a plot

you gave me back
who i was before

but didn’t know no more
the one who’d shut that door

you got me back on track
of who i used to be
who i was to me
the gypsy wild banshee

you wanted me

keepsakes of a gypsywoman...

things kept
things covered up
keeping things

one of a kind
trinkets of time
trinkets of mine
now just a shrine

once tucked away
not to be seen by the light of day

things i kept
as i wept

pieces of mine
pieces of time

threadbare thoughts
kept for naught

a ring of love left unworn
lives apart shredded and torn

a string of words left unsaid
love unlived left for dead

a strand of memory left unfilled
might as well have all been killed

things i keep
while i still weep

these are the keeping things
things covered up

keepsakes 

for my heart’s sake...

the gypsy weeps...

eyes in midnight velvet

black jet

tamed by no man yet 

soft breasts of alabaster silk

with skin like soft creamy milk

 

hair spread like raven wings
when she speaks the gods do sing

lips all pouty and shimmering wet
she lives and loves without regret

spinning webs in ribbons of light
laid in shadows of darkest night

                  

 secrets hid in her red red heart
yearning for a love not lived apart

wish she did with all her might
but life alone is her sad plight

and so it is in the forest deep
the heavens sleep

as

the gypsy

weeps

from the desert sands...

in how many lives

     
have we loved before

i cannot count them all

in how many more

shall we be one

from the desert sands

of our yesterdays

in the holy lands

to the sweeping shores

of the oceans grand

in our tomorrows

together we’ll stand

all i wanna do...

the open road called my name
will nothin' ever be the same

as when i first saw you
my heart thrown all askew

the words hide deep down inside
waitin' wantin' to open wide

but all i wanna do
is reach out and touch you

just touch
you

all i wanna do

the composition of love...

 love is composed of

a single soul 

inhabiting two bodies

words...

all that is
within my heart
i say to you
each time
i look into
your eyes...

i...

cry

you

and

my 

heart 

bleeds

through...

if.....

if i look long enough
if i look hard enough
do you think it possible
that i might find
my long lost lovin’ mind

lost to the

ravages of your

mysterious kind

if i look deep enough
and deeper still
might i find love
upon the hard flat sill
that borders the lifescape
of your worn weary heart.....

if i climb down and down
into the looking glass now
might i be then a
part of your life
a life so lost in the
echos of time
no longer true
nothing makes sense
just a piece of this
cold hard brass
if i look long enough
if i look deep enough
if i climb down enough
where would i be
neverneverland
and no longer

me

i have loved you...

 i seem to have loved you 

in numberless forms

numberless times

in life after life

in age after age 

forever

words unheard...

i cannot say aloud the words
that fill my heart
yet rip my soul apart

i cannot say aloud the words
that if I said
would leave us both dissolved instead

i cannot speak
in voices heard my love for you
yet in my silent screams I do

i cannot speak
of life within our stolen time
for we both know you are not mine

love unspoken
words unheard

i cannot live
a loveless life
so i go on in secret strife

i cannot live
in time stood still
yet all I have is life unfilled

she was not afraid...

there was nothing

          she did not shrink

that he could tell her

          his words did not deter

that she did not

          he was her lot

already know

          her love she did bestow

and yet she stayed

          for his love she had prayed

she

was not

afraid

previously posted on another blog but seemed to fit here today - please enjoy!