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The Flow of Sounds
May 24, 2007
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THE FLOW OF SOUNDS
The love we shared so long ago Still flows thru mellow tunes; Passion in those sounds. Regret, and aorrow at the loss But compensation as piano moans The energy when we lay together Still active thru those songs And the essence of your existence Hangs over me like a halo Listening to beautiful tunes. Tho the actual merely a dream Caught in the flow of instruments Brings joy thru my soul As I sense you thru those sounds: Tho the image fading in the distance The glory still surrounds. BURNED RUNES The passionate love of long ago Still woven thru certain tunes Fills me with an inner heat Marked on coloured runes As I sit here dreaming, listening Remembering how we burned: The glow, like gold White-hot, and bold Now pulled to the surface Thru the energy of language To remind youof the glory Each time we merge. Those moments of isolated beauty Flowing thru my soul Live deep within the music, Thus I'm never alone. WHEN ECSTASY STAYS The dial shifting, recognition of Constant change, perpetual motion Inside, and all around, the energy Taking form simply to amaze. Shifting channels reflecting moods All to entertain the brain While memories of my one love Still active every day Roaming thru the melodies As strangers play The power of emotions With logic on display. Caught in a harmony When musicians play A transcrip of my love for you Listened to every day And the ecstasy of merging Stays. THE LURE OF LANGUAGE The strange need for words To draw the map of meaning In an ever-changing world: The multiplicity amazing, Would love to share portions, Listening to jazzed organ Guitar meticulous description When passion is pure Reminds me of our union Haunting every word. The lure of language releasing That never-ending urge. Talking to a shadow Heard in all directions Thru melodious tunes: Our love lives in the music; Listening, your image returns. MAGIC IN THE CONTACT Powerful vibrations Echo the emotions When love was our home Reflected in haunting tunes And I sense you in my bones. Tho the actual long gone In all those sounds The memories of our merging Play on, filling me with wonder Your body to have known. And the magic in the contact Thru rich horn roams Kisses and caresses Remembering how we'd joined. Sensing that, like magnets If too glose together, and alone Our bodies would stick together. The glory in dissolving as one Flowing thru every tune.