November 25, 2007
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Chasing the same dream for decades Can't dim the glow we shared: It was transferred into music And I sense you in those sounds Flowing thru the atmosphere. The glory in shared passions Made pure, ring clear As I listen to the sax, remembering The days I heard your version Playing in my livingroom Still astounds all the brain cells Wishing you were here to share But nothing I can offer as lure. Poems map the pathway in the abstract. Needs your willingness to flare Bright enuf to ignite the union Still smoldering in the atmosphere. TO SHARE THE NEED Sept. shift as days shorten Under the spray of dead leaves Falling as rain descends in torrents While I indoors, on my knees Thankful for the memories Awakened by the melodies That pave the way to harmony Recalling how we shared that need Echoes of which still follow me The richness of those sounds the key That frees our love from the shackles --- The actual slapped on our needs Which pulled you far from me. DARED EXPRESSION The Ben Webster beat So mellow and sweet The sense of rubbed skin Letting you in Thru the flow of rich tunes That re-activate ancient runes. The full range of passions shared Transferrred thru poems, dared Expression of feelings running deep Wishing the actual to meet; To melt in the heat of our embrace Felt as I wander thru space Remembering the glory when as one Reflected in every tune. "KENNY G" Release of emotions thru harmony Creates avenues into memory When I watched you play the horn Echoes of which still roam Thru air currents humming tunes As the CD spins thru this room And I sense you vibrating all around Filling me with rich beauty As the sax recalls our passion In fine detail absorbing all. Played thru every CD-daydream Still a possibility in my brain Remembering how you held me Images overwhelming me again.