leave me love
just leave me alone
go off on a trip
and don't come back home
take a one way flight
off to Chinatown
buy a ticket to a Circus
and become a clown
i don't care what you do
so just cut me some slack
don't return my letters
or email me back
ignore me please if you will
and forget my name
hopefully in time and space
i'll learn to do the same
find another love, love
to gently hold your hand
to sit and talk all night
and to understand
do it! i don't mind
take love out to dinner
wine and dine love until
the saint's become a sinner
then take love to your bedroom
and make sweet slow love
vibrate the air as usual
make love see what you're made of
then, leave love hanging love
then make up with a smile :)
let love wonder and wonder
while you love another child
let love quarrel with you
trust me, i don't mind
i've neither the wherewithal
nor the sweet time
let love nag you
as you politely say
let love be the one to see your soul
and add light to your day
there you have it love
you're free to walk away
maybe we'll run into each other
in a land far far away
where we won't remember names
or the dreams we were made of
no we won't remember anything
not even the love...
love, leave me
oh please, leave me love
no don't return the email or letters
i want to e-v-o-l-v-e.
Thursday, July 29, 2010
Tuesday, July 20, 2010
the road to nowhere
there's a stranger
living in my heart
and i didn't even catch the brother's name
it's strange..
he's cold
takes my breath away
steals the joy from my day
yet i want him to stay
it's strange...
he changes shape
everyday, leaving a footprint i don't recognize but
he has the sweetest brown eyes
it's strange..
he boils in my blood
makes me see red
but i do quite miss having him in my bed
it's strange..
living in my heart
and i didn't even catch the brother's name
it's strange..
he's cold
takes my breath away
steals the joy from my day
yet i want him to stay
it's strange...
he changes shape
everyday, leaving a footprint i don't recognize but
he has the sweetest brown eyes
it's strange..
he boils in my blood
makes me see red
but i do quite miss having him in my bed
it's strange..
joy
how great it would be
if we lived in Disney land
with the seven dwarfs
and peter pan
and all the colours
of the rainbow
and you were black
and me, white as snow
and we visited
the man on the moon
or lived inside
our own cocoon
oh how fun it would be
if we could deep sea dive
and find magical wonders
on rodeo drive
oh wonderful it would be
if we could all sleep for a time
and awake in the morning
in a nursery rhyme.
if we lived in Disney land
with the seven dwarfs
and peter pan
and all the colours
of the rainbow
and you were black
and me, white as snow
and we visited
the man on the moon
or lived inside
our own cocoon
oh how fun it would be
if we could deep sea dive
and find magical wonders
on rodeo drive
oh wonderful it would be
if we could all sleep for a time
and awake in the morning
in a nursery rhyme.
Monday, July 19, 2010
i'm in here
stand in line
till your name's called
jump in the sand
barefoot and bald
jump up and down
till they notice you
question not the love
but what they do
scream inside
the quiet zone
when the coffee's made
and the afternoon scones
the rum-bl-ings of
a stomach that can't be full
and the sighing of
the sorrowful.
till your name's called
jump in the sand
barefoot and bald
jump up and down
till they notice you
question not the love
but what they do
scream inside
the quiet zone
when the coffee's made
and the afternoon scones
the rum-bl-ings of
a stomach that can't be full
and the sighing of
the sorrowful.
Wednesday, July 07, 2010
monkey town
there's a stranger living in my heart
and she's made me quite cold
she's searching for something
her little hands can't hold
she wants what she wants
when she wants it
stubborn she is
she knows and she flaunts it
i haven't got accustomed
to her attitude
some call her daring
i say she's rude
and she barged right in
to my little body
no letter no warning
no apology
she's searching for something
that she just can't see
lives inside her
already
oh lost little girl
go on with your misery
take your cold hands
off of me.
and she's made me quite cold
she's searching for something
her little hands can't hold
she wants what she wants
when she wants it
stubborn she is
she knows and she flaunts it
i haven't got accustomed
to her attitude
some call her daring
i say she's rude
and she barged right in
to my little body
no letter no warning
no apology
she's searching for something
that she just can't see
lives inside her
already
oh lost little girl
go on with your misery
take your cold hands
off of me.
Thursday, July 01, 2010
poem 6
thinking...
where am i?
i feel like i'm stuck
somewhere between reality
and my imagination
i'm frustrated
i'm tired
out of breath
i'm everything
and everyone
i'm sad at times
it's hard being positive these days..
but..enough about me
tell me something about you that i don't know
where am i?
i feel like i'm stuck
somewhere between reality
and my imagination
i'm frustrated
i'm tired
out of breath
i'm everything
and everyone
i'm sad at times
it's hard being positive these days..
but..enough about me
tell me something about you that i don't know
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