the heart of autumn...

like autumn leaves
naked
brittle
and
frail
strewn against their will
by whispers of winter
so too her thoughts of him
lying long dormant

now weave their way
on the winds of time
into her days and nights
days without light
nights without end
without him
leaving her heart
naked
brittle
and
frail
like autumn leaves

.

.

.
[re-posted from words unspoken]

but now...

could you not see what i could see
each time we met in secrecy
could you not feel the children's fears
each time we held each other dear
'tis not your fault
i entered knowingly into our vault
i entered willingly i cannot me exalt
but when i knew

t'would not be you
to say no more
it was i
who shut the door
forever more
what else
was i to do

 
but

i miss you

.

.

.

but i ain't nev'a been loved...

i been a lotta thangs in my life somebody’s child somebody’s wife
taught sundey school an’ carried a knife
lived in good and lived in strife
but one thang i ain’t nev'a been is loved
 

had sweet nothin’s whispered in my ear
even had somebody call me dear
stayed with him for more’n a year
and once or twice i shed a tear
but i ain’t nev'a been loved

oh yeah, i been hugged on
and kissed on an’ i been loved on
but i ain’t nev'a been loved

not through and through
not till now
till you

once wild...always wild...

you were once

wild

here

don't let them

tame

you

the first and last dance...

you say you cannot dance 

but that’s impossible to believe
for in your sparkling eyes 

your rhythmic spirit i perceive

i do not wish thee to deceive 

so just one waltz of love 
then take your leave

tis not forever that I seek
but just a night of sweet romance
won’t you please this time enhance
and come to me let me receive
your noble gesture your one last stance
to find your way for love conceived