cries of the jungle...

clandestine love in the night

heated whispers brush my face
you become me in black and white
and love becomes more in this dark dark place
as flames are lit in this sacred rite

clandestine love in the night
 
echoes of lust sear our fate
as voices beseech a lascivious wait
words plant deep in fertile flesh
while dappled shadows do us enmesh

clandestine love in the night

reality blurs in shades of grey
o’ glorious love i do thee pray
as silent breaths hush the chanting choir
grey becomes red in the midnight fire

clandestine love in the night
elephants roar as gazelles take flight
all becomes quiet in the hot jungle night
and dreams become our singular plight

clandestine love till the mornin’ light
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night song...

night songs sung in
blue velvet time
seas open wide
their cryin’ eyes
washin’ away
lost love’s grime
as hands reach out
in languished love
and love burns down
to chared remains
nothin’s the same
without
you

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i will forget you...

i will forget you

i will forget you
every morning as the sun forgets to shine
i will forget you
every night as the stars forget to sparkle
and i will forget you
as the moon forgets to rise in blue velvet
i will forget you

i will forget you
then

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o heart of mine...

o aching heart
that found you once
tied as you were
in a web of woe
and loved you more
than life could bear
and out of love
set you free
to live in dignity

love divine

o breaking heart
that loved you so
and loves you still
and always will
to find you cut
those ties that bind
and walked away
had i but known
i would have stayed

love of mine

o broken heart
rigid with regret
how can i now
e’re forget
what i had
and what i did
had i known then
what i know now
i would have

yes
i would have

 

o heart
of mine

broken
twice

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cobwebs and shadows...

cobwebs woven
in strands of time
wonderin’ when
you’ll ever be mine

and egrets soar
from my ocean’s dry floor

shadows spilled
from bodies’ drawn blood
dripping down
from love’s fiery flood

and flamingos fly
from the curves of my thighs

and lightening strikes
to the earth below
setting fire in
a crimson glow

and lions roar
from the depths of my core

then moonlight moans
its song so sad
in sweet sweet rays
all golden clad

and egrets soar
and flamingos fly
and lions roar

through cobwebs woven
in strands of time
knowin’ now
you’re already mine
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oh orchid lace...

from
tarnished memories
in three quarter time
faceless bodies
in black and white
days dredged
with dreams undreamed

and nights beset
with crusted lies
oh love
denied
where demons dress
on golden shores
and angels taunt
forevermore
where love
had breathed
its last
and life
was lived
far too fast
oh acts
regret
all led
to but one place
dance my feet
oh feet of clay
dance my way
to your
smiling
face
and
wrap
me
now
in
 
your
orchid
lace
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the drowning...

 the tide sweeps upon the shore
drownin’ all my mem’ries even more

leavin’ behind all that glistenin’ glass
relics of dreams from the past
then those rollin’ waves wash on in
lappin’ up my life-long sins
lettin’ me free to begin ag’in
but love don’t come easy to this broken heart
wantin’ nobody but you right from the start

 

the tide swept upon the shore
leavin’ life empty forevermore

empty arms...

i keep pushin’ them
others aside
wishin’ i could go off
and hide
from their pryin’ eyes and
little white lies

 

 ain’t no comfort
to be found
when your heart’s all
memory bound
lovin’ arms are easy
to be had
but lovin’em back
is always bad
leaving me nothin’ but
 

empty and sad
why i pushed you away
i’ll never know
now two hearts
all full’a woe

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wastelands...

ridin’ those highways of time
through my everlovin’ mind
lookin’ for some little ole sign
that says he’s all mine

but wastelands unkind
are all that i find

 
ain’t no oasis on which i can hope
nor nothin’ else to help me cope
nothin’ but sun bleached bones
love’s last remnants ever’where strewn

heartbeats embedded in sun-drenched sand
siftin’ right through my beggin’ hands
day scorches all in this burnin’ land
and night sings the blues in black velvet bands

life without love now takin’ its toll
peace don’t come to a heart heavy soul
ridin’ those highways of time
where cheatin’ for love was always a crime

and wastelands unkind
are all that i find
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river of desire...

that ole river of desire
that molten flow of burnin’ fire
washed away all them words
you’d vowed to keep
an’ black an’ white got all blurred
slippin’ us both into the darkness deep
one glance at a time one touch at a time
knowin’ you were gonna be mine
no matter ever how brief
knowin’ it was gonna end in all that grief
an’ that ole river of desire
just kept on makin’ you a sinnin’ liar
but rivers run rapid down them hills
sweepin’ us both along for the kill
it wasn’t one but two that desired
two hearts of burnin’ fire

an’ that ole river ran mighty steep
holdin’ our love in its fiery keep
couldn’t neither one get a breath
at love’s greatest depth
to save a soul to save a heart
one had to make the start
to swim to shore
an’ stay evermore
livin’ a life without light
never havin’ no love in the night
but leavin’ the other tangle-free
‘stead of bein’ swept out to sea
lost to the serpents that waited for him
losin’ his way in the dark night dim

an’ so it was he made his way
always wonderin’ why she hadn’t stayed
an’ now she sits on that rocky shore
havin’ his love never no more
now that ole river of desire
keeps on burnin’ its mighty fire
two hearts just black black ashes
an’ no one hears her heart’s thrashes...

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shadow dance...

night winds etched your face
into the far side of the moon
and shadow birds danced
on waters of broken promises
last chances and
what could
have been

as the sun singed your heart
into the star-filled skies
and shadow birds danced
on clouds of discontent
dysphoria and
what could
have been

and the storm spun your soul
into the deep dark abyss
as shadow birds danced
on the edge of the cliff

and the winds etched
and the sun singed
and the storm spun

you
away

as

shadow birds
danced

on my
love’s grave
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embedded...

you always loved that
i remembered yours words

 








but it was easy
they were imprinted
upon my heart

you always knew that
i remembered all those
words said only
with your eyes

those words unspoken

but it was easy
they were embedded
within my heart
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the moon of what was...

on those cold dark nights
when the moon has taken cover
in the arms of what was

and you are
alone

there

with her

and i am
alone

 
here

with him

we are never closer
to each other
than those nights

under the cover of the moon
of what should have been

alone

together
again
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slices of time...

 shards of time
slice through these 

memories of mine 

with all those

crystalline dreams

now swept downstream

leavin’ behind
pieces of me
broken and blue
missin’ you

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desert rain...

 

his words swept over her
like a summer storm in the
late afternoon
washing away the weariness
of the day
cleansing her soul
purifying her heart
gushing downhill in
currents of wasted nights
and lives bleached like
 

winter snow
on the desert floor

refreshing now

renewing now

the roots of discontent

that lay just beneath

the chiseled surface

of her love

for him

the waters deep...

i drew you up from the ocean deep
lay you down upon my feet
then stripped you of your golden gills
and opened wide the heart that fills
with all the truth that does seep
from out my heart as it weeps

then came your tongue that spilled
the molten iron of my free will
how can my soul now you keep
i drew you from the waters deep

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the maze

in that moment
of time stood still
when first we met
when your smile
embraced my heart
and your eyes
became my own
without words
without sound
without touch
i had been found
i was home

but in that moment
of time stood still
when i turned
and walked away
that cold dark day
when your 
broken heart
bled disbelief
and your eyes
screamed in pain
without you
without us
i was lost
and
remain

lost still

wandering the
highways and byways
of what was...

the maze of
lost souls

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the garden...

like the frigid brushes
of winter’s demise upon
the barren trees so, too,
my longing for what was wanes

between my legs
the heat of summer rushes
in crimson torrents of love’s
faded memories

my fertile heart now ploughed
waiting the kiss of spring
and the blooming of love anew

with

you

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ghost towns...

in days that long since lost their prime
layer on layer of deceitful grime
left their hearts tarnished by better times

all hung out to bleach in the desert winds 

ripped and torn unable to mend

rusty nails shred memories to the end

lives now just barren ghost towns

where light and love once abound

ain't nothin' left to be found

on this infertile wretched ground

can't even the gods revive

neither'a them wasted lives

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i sat...

that day
you know the day
the day
the day that was

as words
my words
struggled
like so many
secretive sperm
spilling out
somehow escaping
the darkest of the dark
caverns of my heart
as they spewed themselves
up and out
into the stratosphere
of love’s sanctity

of us

as they

devoured the light
demolished your world
destroyed your trust

your love for me

i sat
as someone else
somewhere else
and listened
and watched

and
silently
screamed

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