Shifting deep within
Subtle contradiction between then and now
Tugging at my sleeve
Asking to align settings
Fresh; fancy free
Walks beside me, whispering in my ear
Nuzzling my lobes like a lost lover
Encouraging my engagement, my desires
On a whole other level
Desire meets dreaming
Mystery walks on into horizons
Free of all maps forced to lines
Divinity lowers its lotus petal
A launching pad towards the source
Talking with emotional eyes
Love filled with pure energy
I fear you will grow old
Without sounds of my chest on your ear
I long for touch from your fingers
Pulling me back
I see your figure sway to the music
Fixing snacks to eat together, touching knees
I hear your voice as it carries
Around the house with Leonard Cohen
I fear you will grow old
Without sounds from my heart in your ear
Upper back kinks
Sore headphone ear lobes
Sore gluteus maximus
If there were stars that I looked upon daily
Would you flounder them into a field full of wheat?
If clouds floated hither, where you and I’d gather
Would the sun break them free from their plight?
If all the birds sang on from their high up perches
Would the music reach our ears as we strolled?
If the path at our feet turned from soft grass to dirt
Would we still walk hand in hand through the trees?
If I looked in your eyes and whispered into your ear
Would the stars keep us together every night?
Whisper in my ear
You devilish little thing
I’m feeling bad tonight
And full of cardinal sin
Pull me in ooooooooh so closely
Pull me in to you tonight
Hear the rhythm in my heart
Call me the soldier that I am
Whisper to me those voices of the night
The ones that cool the soul and feed the breeze
And make words come alive
As leaves in the wind tempt their fate
Can grass that grows tall
Fuel love amongst willow trees
Moonlit like swampy marshes on spooky nights
Deep within the voodoo’s glare
What would you say to me
As we walked along streets at night
Lost in lust and thinking of love
Breaking through sheets of glass
That shatter, never ending grasping
At straws for real life
Stuck beneath the surface without such a voice!
Into my ear where hearing is best
Make out the future we wish for in rhythmic charm
Make the shadows that glare
From recesses of lost thoughts
Forgotten by whirlwinds that creep into corners
Make me dream of that which is now spoken
Make the dearest thoughts flow forth
Like rivers in spring
Make my fever spill forth with such fervor
As to set forth a blaze in the dead of night
Make grass bend and sway
In cool winds of night
Tell me to stay and I’ll forget tomorrow
With words that sound so sweet
Wafting through the air like sounds of night
Pleasing to even the most strayed of beasts
Settling random thoughts of chaos
Honoring un-riddled history of Gods
Playing pipes of the last crowned mistresses
And forgetting no last champion sitting proud at the feast
This and all that was left in a whisper
A cloud of thought that formed from sound
A clarity of pressures that erupted from the invitation
A dance with the softest of moves