Fly me to the moon........

I thought of the people who believed they had fallen out of love, I don’t see it quite that way. The heart is a huge puzzle and we spend our life trying to find all the pieces. You don’t lose what becomes a important part of who you are.A rose beautiful in bud becomes more intriguing as each petal unfolds the mystery of the moment. The heart is no different, the more joy that is felt the more wonderful the emotions explored.You have become a major part of who I am.......

I’ll be the candy maker, If you can be my butternut cream,
a little bit sweet and a tad bit nutty, as long as you keep
loving me.
Cover you in chocolate, place you out in the sun
and when you start to melt, you’ll get glimpse of the fun
of what you do to me.

Leading Man

Silence on the stage, surrounded by a emptiness.
The curtains open and there in the darkness a
glimpse at life through the eyes of love.

Hey !Mr. Leading Man.

Leading Man

Silence on the stage, surrounded by a emptiness.
The curtains open and there in the darkness a
glimpse at life through the eyes of love.

Hey! Mr. Leading Man.

I’m reasoning with my heart and mind, Hello, hello,
goodbye, goodbye. You are like a fickle winter breeze,
unpredictable and filled with so much uncertainty.

A cap of snow settles down, a blanket of cold to cover
the ground. Irony filled it begins to relay a chill to the soul
yet holds the warmth of May.

Flakes of winter yet to thaw, frozen laughter, frozen tears,
truth or lies, happiness or fear. Then why! oh why ! do I want
you here?

There is something unique and yet innocent about the classic romance movies. It’s the boy meets girl and all the magic that is created out of simplicity. Each time you view one of these marvels of creation, you absorb just a little bit more of the emotion that explodes from the screen.

A sweet blend of reality and fantasy dances together in each script, from an era that breathed a bit of the Rockwell scenario, the white picket fence. Here in our imagination is where romance becomes the vessel that conveys the messages of love.

The stage can be the sandy beach under the night sky or watching a sun rise, cuddling in front of a fireplace while the snowflakes fall or even a walk in the park, or better yet a meeting in a crowded city with everyone looking on, perfect setting for boy meets girl.

Which take us to the characters, the leading man, handsome, debonair, the touch of romance, the song of heart. Which leads to the leading woman, ahhhhhh how do we say melt?

The magic is that everyone of every age can view one of these pieces of history and interpret it to the caliber of their understanding. Looking on at life and the dreams we hope to fulfill, I believe the message is the same as it has always been.

We are trapped in our world that teaches us more is better and yet what could be better then holding hands walking down by the stream, skipping stones, watching the hawk take flight, sharing hearts and placing a kiss forever on your soul.

I love you! You make one hell of a leading man !!!!!!

Not Just Another Love Poem......

Amongst the Stars

I placed the words on the page and yet they lacked the laughter, they were merely letters arranged to remain for the hereafter.

I shifted them to the left and a little to the right, but nothing seem to matter, they didn't reflect the light.

I challenged the story and softly I sang, with words that would waffle through the air like a love bird that appears in the first days of spring.

A stillness, a emptiness of dreams, as these words mean very little, unless it is with you I begin to sing.

I closed my eye tightly and in your arms I danced and now the words written seem to have a chance.

Magically they awaken and to you my dear appear, the warmth and beauty of our love from my heart I share.

I could almost feel your kiss, your arms a comfort of delight
and the words magically written have found their place amongst the stars of bright.
~~~
Exotic the fragrance of Jasmine in bloom,
enhances the memories like a day in June.

This little world that we create, has all of
the secrets of love and fate.

You smiled, I laughed, you held me, I
danced. Inside out and all around, I
danced my life with you.



Don't let the distance get you down,
my love can be found, jumping,
circling, zapping and tapping
around you.

I'll be the stars in the night,
a sparkle of love you won't
be able to fight. I'll be
shining, doing my time,
bringing my love to you.

Don't let the distance get you
down, my love can be found,
in your heart, walking through
the park,or like a strawberry
mark, I'll be next to you.

~~~

You waltzed on into my life
and took me by the hand. You
could have been the king of
dreams or loves leading man.

One hello sent my heart spinning,
one smile took command and
when the day was over, I was
feeling grand.

I will never see tomorrow quite
the same way, yesterday has
changed forever how love is
portrayed.


My heart in disguise, camouflages the cries.
This trickery a veil, to pretend I couldn't feel.

The night set the stage, a star lit canvas of dreams.
A masquerade of smiles to bridge the miles.

I won't let it fade nor conceal what God
had made. A love that raced the wind,
champions a win.

Silence holds the key, to release in memory.
The joy deeply etched, seeps love at its best.

These arms embrace and are willing to face
the distance of night, that I stand to fight.

My soul in flight, rest with you each night,
no matter when and where, I'll always be there.
~~

Restrictions and the constant ill behavior that feeds insecurities, these are the bars that people can't see. Have someone put their hand over your mouth and then try to scream. Try living like this for all of your life. Distrust in a relationship is the first set of blocks to crumble, leading to a poor foundation, which weakens the structure and prevents a rich quality of life.

Words used in a demeaning manner act as a sword that pierces the heart and soul and places one in the mode of defense. I find myself troubled by the shear magnitude of educated people who still live with inner self doubt. So much so, that they are quick to turn on those who they claim to love. There are many lesson that only come with experience. One that surfaced many times throughout my life, was if you "act like a victim, then your a victim." I had wondered were we some how predisposed as humans to find ourselves attracting certain personalities? In a relationship is it natural to have one who controls and one who plays the part of the character in the children’s cartoon, “ The Perils of Penelope Pitstop” ? She was portrayed as always the victim, always needing rescued.

There definitely are traits in people that separate them into particular categories. Some actually have a heart and understand the concept of
compassion and for others itÂ’s as remote a thought as the top of the mountain to the floor of the sea. Emotions played a huge part in this division between people. I wouldnÂ’t say that it was a sexist role, as I believe it has more to do with individual upbringing and what I call cultural irrationality. No matter how many times I try to reason with the facts, it comes down to the basics for which all of human life should be entertaining. What is love? Respect, compassion, humility, desire, trust, joy, yearning and a timeless explosion of magic that keeps us viewing life through the window of the celestial heavens. Exciting, expanding, spiral of beauty that never ceases to amaze the child that lives within.

~~~

Your the all season lover,
I'm your all season clown,
laughing on the outside,
crying on the in, waiting
for you to come around.

Surrounded by the mountains,
yelling for you to see, I'd do
just about anything, but the
words just echoed back to
me.

See the lovers running hand and hand, view the foot prints left on the sand, reminders darling that I love you, are the left behind little clues.

Not a world of sophisticate, it's the natural that can't be missed. A step
closer and its apparent to see, we are the kiss in every wind blown breeze.

Hold me close and caress my love, the pleasure beyond the physical.
This magical embrace that holds you tight, it's our souls taken flight.

Documented are the words of love, a gift that you don't have to speak of .
I left it to the stars to sparkle above and show the world our love.
~~~

Shuffle and toss, toss them in the air, words that just won't disappear

Falling and this you should hear, words dealt for only your ears.

Da da da .. da da da ... da da da.... da da da..... only, only for your ears.

I tried to find the perfect ones, those that would tell you how I feel.

I tried to let you know I care, and hold you with these words.

Da da da...da da da... da da da... da da da....and hold you with these

words.

~~~~

Where ever you are, whatever your doing, just stop and for that moment know that I am there..........
Sings>
When the rain begins to fall, I feel... the day you came to call, I feel...the magic of it all, I feel.. you next to me.
My love in every drop of rain, my love...here there is no pain, my love...
with happiness to gain.
Whispers, that no one else can hear, whisper only for your ears, whisper
the song through the air.

~~

Collecting pine cones, my heart still moans,
when I tried to put you out of my mind.

Autumn leaves crunch beneath my feet,
and yet I still hear your laughter with me.

Sun set, moon prepared a bet, that a
silhouette will appear at sea.

Hand and hand , this is what I see,
a stroll along the stoney point peak.

~~~

Am I missing you! This I know that when something good comes into your life, you sure miss it when it's gone.

You warm my days with your laughter,
you kindly offered your hand and when
the wriver bederflowed the riverbed, it
was you who taught me to tread.

When the storms kept moving in
faster and my life felt like a
disaster. It was your smiles
that crossed the many miles to
bring a little love to me.

~~~

The scary part is there are only two options, to live or to die.

One petal fallen

Your Love

Oak dressed in red, maples in gold,
paint the hollow with a rustic color of old.

Images follow from our day in the sun,
your warm embrace could never ever be undone.

A song broke the silence, as my heart it took
hold and the gentle whispers of your love softly unfold.
~~~
That's How Much, I love you So!

Watch the river rise, view a hawk in flight,
where mountains brace the blue skies.
That’s how far I would go, just to let
you know, how much, I love you so.

I’d take a bee hive and direct it to fly by,
send you a little buzz, of bumble bee hugs.
That’s how far I would go, just to let you know,
how much, I love you so.

I’d take the stars at night, mixed with the moon bright,
and while your sleeping, I’d have them cover you tight.
That’s how far I would go, just to let you know,
how much, I love you so.

Go and try to cross that river wide, hold that tail
feather in flight, race the top of the mountain high.
That’s how far I would go, just to let you know,
how much, I love you so.

Go on and duck those bees and hide behind those trees,
you‘ll not get away, there directed to stay. That’s how far
I would go, just to let you know, how much, I love you so.

Go on, close your eyes, in the dark of the night, the stars
and the moon are still shining bright. That’s how far I
would go , just to let you know, how much, I love you so.

Be Happy!

My pillow is yours, my arms may you rest
and as the night unfolds , we will be at our
best.

I feel the comfort of the embrace of souls,
the magic my friend is what took a hold.

No words need spoken, no physical hold,
our story of love has yet to be told.

Look to the sk , watch the star shooting
by, the energy felt compares to what
is inside.

You calmed my evening , you rid my
pain , you gave me your love, now
nothings the same.

Singing>
You can keep the rain, you can keep
those grey skies, as nothing is gonna
take my sunshine away.

I’m holding you now, I’m holding forever.
Those moments of two, when you and I
are together.

You can keep the rain, you can keep
those grey skies, as nothing is gonna
take my sunshine away.

Your in my heart and no looking
away , I see your reflection in the
my life, and you can’t get away.

You can keep the rain, you can keep
those grey skies, as nothing is gonna
take my sunshine away.




No Regrets!

A rose dried loses its vivid color and fragrance from its days of glory,
but remarkably it’s able to retain a day of love in story.

When forever stages a platform, it's meant to take on various forms,
as a untransformed moment is one that’s yet to be born.

I don’t see the sadness in days taken to the wind, I dance with glee
and gladness from the moments that live within.


If you pushing , push now!
If pulling, pulling now!
If beside me .....kiss now!

Tribute

Scattered my thoughts, scattered my dreams.
In the land of enchantment, where hearts
are set free.

Follow my love, follow my heart, where
each day given is a fresh new start.

Rose petals drying remind, but your love
like wine gets better with time.

Loving me, loving you, my tribute I
write, as we document the whole of
our life.


Perfection
Life cannot be perfect, because life is unpredictable,
but true love is perfection at its best , it knows
comfort, warmth, respect and joy, when to
hold and when to toy, a glimpse at the man
and the little boy. This view of love was
meant to be enjoyed.

~~~

I could have cried, but today I laughed,
I could have died, but today I lived.
I could have given up, but I took a stand.
I could have allowed my yesterday to
control my tomorrows, but then I met you.
I am the luckiest woman in all of the world,
because I have you in my life.

~~
This tear is of happiness it washed away yesterdays pain.



The blankets look inviting, but I promise not to go under them without you!


The clock is standing still and the mirror shows
no faces, a hand is on the wall and yet my heart
still races.
A trace of love found in the most secretive of
places and when I close my eyes it doesn’t erase it.

~~~
Be happy!

xox

........because I'll be thinking of you.


Singing>
I hope your thinking of me, because I'll be thinking of you.
When the Sun light greets the morning, burning off the early dew.

I hope your thinking of me, because I'll be thinking of you.
When the moon and stars meet in the sky and shower dreams
of you.

I hope your thinking of me, because Ill be thinking of you.
When the wind tickles the leaves on the trees, the memories
keep coming through.

I hope your thinking of me, because I'll be thinking of you.

~~~


Standing in the doorway, with a small
window of time, quickly it opened and
at that moment my heart took a dive.

A world that was free, no restraint,
no regardto the warden who lacked
the magic and the charm.

A glimpse in your world and I knew
I didn’t belong, but oh how my heart
and my soul desperately longed.

The feel of excitement, the experience
to know that for one moment a real love
started to grow.

I said to my heart stop this silliness
and tears, your stronger then this,
you through the years.

I am thirsty, I’m hungry for what I
have not, I want those arms to hold
me and never ever stop.

Foolish woman, the hills don’t
embrace, the bars of the mind
are what hold your soul in
place.

Shattering, test, release to let
me , I want a glimpse of what's
beyond the hollow's trees.

~~
I shouldn’t have to analyze the moment for each days survival.


When my heart broke you caught the pieces,
when fear set in you held my hand. When doubt
appeared you gave me strength.








When the hills no longer sing and the hollow drowns in silence,
and the tears behind the eyes ice over the mountains as they
reminisce .
~~

The chill of winter sends a brisk reminder,
numb is the heart. No more laughter,
no more tears, penetrating the darkness
to my heart a spear.

~~

Your Turn

Life would be simply un-complicated, if the mind were not so complex.


Oh! Those calendar men! If nothing I have been given insight to the variances of the working mind. For whatever reasons, people and their thoughts and response to life have taught me of the imperfection of being human. Life is simple and it is only we as people who complicate it.

From childhood your taught to play games, from simple toss and catch to highly competitive and even strategic ones. I find that as early as elementary school we are instructed of the rules to follow. Of course we are told like the old adage it doesn't matter who wins or loses, it's how you play the game. Except that deep down you know it does matter, everyone wants to be a winner and there can only be one in each game.

Life is a structure loosely based on games, and it doesn't stop with children, it dominates the adult mentality. Who has more, who gets more , who wins! You can choose to step away from this game of life, shelter yourself, hide from society, pretend it doesn't exist or you can do the complete opposite in a rebellious way, make your self heard, change the system through the checks and balances of democracy or deny that there is a game at all and like a ostrich hide your head in the sand.

It all seems pretty easy, we know when we wake up in the morning we have a 50/50 chance of our life being altered the moment we walk out the door. Hmm a betting game, or just facing reality? The problem is not what is the name of the game, but what are the rules, they don't seem to be as clear as childhood hopscotch, ah oh your outside the line, lose a turn .

What are the rules? This is much more difficult, as they are based on varied plateau's, depending on where your standing, what view you take in. There are morale based rules, which fluctuate through out individuals and society based rules as varied as each community. A step further reveals that there are even variances based on what the heart and mind comprehend.

Rules teach us to obey and to follow a sense of order, but they are constantly evolving and are rarely adhered to. Morally you would think every game would be based on honesty, how could you possibly win with a lie, this is based on the common factor that we believe everyone knows right from wrong.

Our system of rules is based on the interpretation and the support of such given rules as well as editing and altering of them to each situation that occurs. So it's clear that every system has rule makers and enforcers, how much more clearer is that. No where in the rules does it say we have to respect everyone, but we assume everyone does, nor be untruthful, yet depending upon the consequences, people make excuses where they will find it acceptable to lie.

So now we are treading on exactly what are the rules, are they mandatory that we follow? Obviously not, then that means they must be optional. There we go complicating this game of life, as we now are in a grey area, where we are left to our own decision making. Do we lead with our heart or our head, and does this or should it change how we process the decision making?

Willing participants in any step of life assume that they are standing on a platform of truth, as they climb higher they step on to respect, which leads to all the other emotions which flow with ease upon entering the sphere of life, where we see our own individual role.

Knowing the rules and following the rules are two completely separate chapters.

Instinct , environment , obsession, possession
with the power of aggression.
The winner takes all or does he?

~~~
I didn't even explore the option of evasion.....