| "A Red River Home" |
| Love in Mind |
You Fit Me Just Fine I pulled my rocking chair next to yours on the porch and tried to remember how your hand held mine nothing was ever orderly in my life so I guess you fit in just fine. I never told you my real age, and I don't know why I suppose because you were younger than me a woman's fear of passing time, but you always did fit in just fine. I knew from the start we needed each other for support so to leave would make it hard for you to stand so hard for me to make a decison that is right but baby you always did fit in just fine. There is a whole lot more road now from me to you than there was when I lived 3000 miles away just a memory somewhere back there in my mind but baby you always did fit in just fine. Love Is Love's like an ocean, of immeasureable depth hiding its secrets under dark stormy skies crashing then ebbing swirling and churning till evening time comes and calm soothes the yearning. Love's like a desert cruel to the weak no shade to hide you bake in the glare can't lay down to rest escape you must find the heat slowly subsides just barely in time. Love's like the mountain steep as you climb ever on hoping for breath enough to carry you along the paths are so narrow they twist and they turn but if you can just keep on climbing loves echo might return. His Kiss The sweet and simple kiss gentle from your lips, teasing, the hard, a passonite one hints of meaning lingers on, bruising, carressing cares away, forever smirking when in play, transfusing. Giving so much meaning to our world a kiss. Doing Fine Face in the moonlight got my heart in the clouds I'm living for your whispers I hear them so loud my love was on empty my heart felt the tug so much to give you when a hearts full of love. Can't answer the phone so I just sit in my chair stare out the window at the shadows lurking there looking for faces that remind me of you painting a picture with all shades of blue Wish you were with me when we went to the beach sat on the sand and felt so much out of reach wished I could shout your name to the sea have the waves send you back by my side next to me. So I see your face in the moonlight on everyone that goes by I hear your whipsers so clearly in the sounds of a sigh Your cologne brings back memories of warm hugs in the night if your memories are like mine your heart feels the fight. You say it will be okay and we will be together in the end but for now this is our life and the best's round the bend I find missing you seems to take up a lot of my time but I just want you to know that I'm doing fine. Unchained Memory A loving hand browned and tan soft, carressing, this touch of man. Gentle fingers sofly trail on and on hearts flutter frail. Like a breeze, cool and light a sigh expressed in dead of night. A joy to linger wrapped in arms a loving memory of treasured charms. Racing heart contented sighs often makes it hard to shut your eyes. So I pause in thoughtful reverie love of man, a soul floating free.  Love is Eternal Would it be a perfect song, if you sang Would not the stars shine brighter than, jewels. The lonely mortal in my gaze but my love for you, my minds ablaze with tenderness, yet wanton thoughts your smile the only gift that I would want. I've stroked your face and cupped your chin looked deep in eyes that often brim, ...with tears, oh so sweet, I wipe away the tiny drop, your emotions often reach the top, we ride the crest of loves full peak no hurry to end the joy we seek. Neither one of us a perfect form but eyes of love gauze what is shown. We share a bliss that some never know And in this poem I want to show a special love for you alone my heart, my soul, my love, my own. Loves Foundation Center lane and passing down all these road signs in this LA town. Exit now, Commerce Bank, Atlas Tires, minds a blank. I got lots of time to think........ one ole town is as good as another if you are leaving your home your kids, your Mother. I Think of life, I think of love, the layers of love, one on the other. The heart knows degrees from lovin to loathing the distance between wrapped in a fuzz, no walls to divide all the emotion inside. I am the odd one I don't care to forget the good times we've shared since the day we first met. Some hang on to the bad the mean and the sad, hoping the anger will make the parting more glad. Love is in layers from the first to the last and like a good foundation the top will fall if the first in the stack crumbles them all. |
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