If Walls Could Speak

blue rain

 

Now, you say the blues are just like that

sexy & smooth, as a  lover's move

can't sleep with that haunting need

arousal of emotions inner commotion

My body aches,  sweltering heat

restless night, no need for sleep

bottle of cab, two glasses full

one for you and one for me

You're traveling that train fast

pattering sound of blue rain

watchin' the hours of time pass

waitin' for you secluded room

You & me gonna hit the floor

make those pictured walls hum...

you know the tune I'm talkin' about

the tune of love, rich and raw

claw our way, to ecstasy

moving slow now that's real sweet

you and me between the sheets

writin' our own musical lines

hush my cries, with pleasurable sighs

ah , you know what I need

I need to be pleased

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Cash Eyes

dressed in gold..green shimmering  eyes

making promises of riches, smiling with pride

you'll never be alone, sitting high on the  throne

when you go just for the money, you'll sell your soul

your heart will turn cold, from the greed of gold

just for the money, just for the money

run with the money, run with the money

you can sell your conscious & buy a prayer

telling everyone to pay their fair share

people lost in a broken world, does anyone care

money won't buy your way into heaven
standing side by side at the gate, waiting fate

little bit of money, would be sweet like honey

make life a bit easier, lighten the load

careful of the glitter, it could be fool's gold

hang on to the cash, make a sweet stash

not asking  for a king's ransom, just a bit of silver

don't want to rule the throne, just a piece of my own..

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Radiant Light

 

The Moth and the Lamp, Cesar Santos 

lone moth

seeking her mate

flying on wings of night

fluttering delicate shadows

she sighs

bright light

riding moonbeams

leaving soft scented trails

loving art of subtle allure

she waits

fragile

tendrils of love

consumed burning desire

surrendering herself for light

she clings

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Harvest Moon

Under the glow of a full harvest moon

she roams the night soft radiant light

seeking answers in a turquoise lagoon

on bended knee,  world of thoughts

cloak of darkness, concealing emotion

before her eyes visions flash, misty sky

reading love letters sealed devotion

spoken in a tongue only she understands

pines swaying, waiting autumn breeze

new melody stirs, tall dreaming firs

birds fly on restless wings, tree to tree

summer kiss, sultry days we'll miss

gathering song under a harvest moon
howls in the mist, wolf silently prowls

captivating  heaven & earth swoon
wooden flute, chanting praises

golden hues, dew touches her lips

stars dart across a drumming heart

removing her cloak, naked she dips

answers found  in a turquoise lagoon

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inspired last night by the glorious moon

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What Happens After Midnight

 

your songs echo through my soul

love so tender, rich and bold

heart beating forever strong

within the sweet melody of love

your  rhythm entwined with mine

we dance slowly and easily

within reach of heaven's arms

waltzing in a lover's dream

you are my moon, stars & sun

without you I am a song unsung

lyrics drifting in the midnight air

a songbird, in a gilded cage

you are my mind, body & soul

without you I cannot soar

strike the chord & I will fly

upward to the magic of the sky

lay a wish upon my pillow

as I slowly drift to  sleep

ever  changing  kaleidoscope,

visions of whispering dreams

music softly playing on the radio

we dance cheek to cheek

two silhouettes, in moonlight

where your heart leads I follow

if, I am dreaming wake me not

for I long to dance to the beat

behind the veil of innocence

hungry lips urgently meet

what happens after midnight

secrets beneath the sheets

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