Monday, January 25, 2010

Saxaphone And Rain

There is something about the saxaphone mixing with the rain
When you hear it there is no memories in which you would blame
The music has crept in my heart without a warning
Like your peach kiss in the morning
There is something about the saxaphone mixed with the rain
In which under satin sheets can be attained
In which your touch is as romanic as the rain
My dear love let me soak up your pain
Your amour makes me feel like a star with great fame
Sounds of the saxaphone and wet rain on my window pane

Friday, January 22, 2010

Dedicated to Rena and Tena

Kiss me my sweet
Take my pain from me
For you
Only you
I am Aladin finding a secret treasure beneath diging millions of years
Now I have finally found you
A digger all my life for a genie
You gave me only three wishes
I wided and desired to love you
I wished to adored and stay with you into eternity
I wished to thirst for your comany, each and every day
The genie granted me my wishes
Only you know my spirit
So close
You can hear it
In a blue world
You are my symphoney
Of piano cords
And brown sugar
My taste buds long for you more than if I fasted for a month
Do you really
Really know much I love you?
Do you really understand there is no human above you?
You are my white flower
We are the shine in the powerful sun
For you my precious love are forever my only one

Space

Space

Maybe if I was on Saturn
I could see real beauty
If I was on pluto
I could feel worthy
If I were on Venus
I could taste real ice cream
Oh only if I could make Earth a mere silent dream

Music

Can your hear the music?
I can hear the music
Can you find the snare in the drum
Can you tell the black notes on the piano from the white
Can you make out the trumpets from the clarinet
Anybody can notice a saxophone
But can you hear Jazz?
See there is no such class
That can give you the passion and desire the hunder for music
You have to make love to it
Or you could never have knew it
I can play on stars
Cause I make sweet sugary love
To Music

Tuesday, January 19, 2010

Save you sweetie

I'll save you sweetie the best way I know how
I'll save you sweetie in my prayers
He abouve hears me my lovely dear
There is no need to worry mama is here
No need to have even one little fear
I'll save you sweetie for as long as I can
And over you mama would never choose a man
I got you so close you could not even understand
I'll save you sweetie the best way I know how
Your my first born
And you are getting older now
But you will always be mama's baby
You will always be my child
You will always be my life
You will always be my love
I'll save you sweetie the best way I know how
I'll keep you close in my heart
Close near my spirit
I love you
Can't you miles away hear it?
I'll save you sweetie from everything then and now
I'll save you sweetie the best way I know how

Danny

He talked non-stop
The other one too
Telling me always what to and not to do
When I speak to you I hear my voice
I can not even hear a whisper
Not even hear you breathe
Understanding what I feel
How a cracked heart bleeds
Connected as one
You have taken me inside your hidden parts
And have come to know the real me
Not what you want to see
You took the time
To wonder and ponder into a lovers mind
To take notice of a spirit that has fallen
Crushed with time
But the wind
In your eyes
Carries me floating on bright orange clouds in the sky

Honeyed

What is underneath the beautiful sea
But your lips kissing me
Touched behind peach trees
You resting on my breasts behind lemon trees
Cotton candy
Pink popcorn
For your honeyed amour
Our souls will soar

Saturday, January 16, 2010

FALLEN

Fallen leaves
Fallen roses
Fallen rain
Fallen snow
Fallen stars
Fallen butterflies
Pretty and oh so gental
Beautiful and oh so colorful
Butterflies
A fallen blue bird
A fallen dream
Snow is colder than frost
In love the first one to suffer has lost

GLITTER

I took notice of the stars
No need for a telescope to see all of them glitter
I felt trickling tears
No
No tears at all
The gray sparkling glitter fell lightly upon my face
The stars cried for me

Thursday, January 14, 2010

The Bird

Raven
Oh beautiful Raven of mine
You are a black diamond
In a deserted mine
You are a pink rose that smells of future dreams and crystal streams
Innocent to the touch
Soft on the eyes
You are a breath of frankincense
There is only One who could have done it
You are heaven sent
So sorry my love you will cry
But oh go high my Raven
Fly
Fly
Fly