Close your eyes.
Let me lead you by the beach,
As the wind takes your hair
Along the velvet skyline.
Let me lead you by the beach,
As the wind takes your hair
Along the velvet skyline.
The sun visable..
Thought a minor figure
Compared to your beauty.
Your very essence appeals to those in doubt,
And misleads the portrait of itself
To see you smile, priceless
As even my vision isnt perfect
I can see you 20/20
Your my hearts rival,
And in that can do no harm
Thought a minor figure

What a whimsical world
in which we both are gifted
a chance to reside
skin side by side.

I like a liquid love
and the feeling of
your body on mine
more than I can describe
or quickly nimbly imbibe.

Yet despite my mellow pacing please
allow my tongue curled and tied
to attempt a linguistic reeling
of haughty design
and frisky rhythms
inside your thighs.

We gaze into soft painted
and slow moving whispy skies
with bellowed brains
and deepening lung flung
bronchial sighs.

the greatest of stories that ever was told
begins with a chapter that truly beguiles
with frankincense, myrrh and pure eastern gold
three master magi had journeyed for miles

and shepherds espied a magnificent sight
as jewels on the canopy soaring above
danced and imbued it in glorious light
exulting in true unconditional love

a heavenly choir sang out through the evening
an air of delight in harmonious joy
a new star was born, its radiance streaming
to shine on and welcome a new baby boy

Here it's December twenty first
as I roll, drowsy, out of bed
grab a Coke to quinch night thirst
caffiene clears cobwebs from my head

Just the I hear a roll like thunder
as a roiling front approaches
blowing raked leaf piles asunder
they scurry 'cross the yard like roaches

The storm comes and then it goes
nothing much to speak about
so I put on my work clothes
open the door and head on out