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While you sleep I tell you all of the things I keep inside throughout day.
Now that you can hear but not listen I find them much easier to say.
My hopes, my dreams, my fears, and everything in between
Your subconscious hears so keen, or so it seems.
My tongue is soft; I speak so sweetly
Knowing your reaction will never greet me.
Tonight will be different in what I want you to know.
It has everything to do with what I can’t help but show.
I hold no claim to any religion but you’ve given me a place for my faith.
Somewhere it will never stale or lose its lavish taste.
You’ve shown me something I can see, touch, and feel,
And so before it I choose to kneel.
I know I don’t say it but I miss you every day.
Sitting, thinking of the perfect words to be my choice,
Yet when you call I can’t find any of the right words to say.
I’m just happy to finally hear your voice.
Even just a moment is enough to sooth my heavy heart;
Fearing the ends of conversations knowing we’ll have to part.
I’ll never be too far from you, always within arm’s reach,
And in your days of darkness I’ll be the light that you will seek.
I’ll never let you leave too far from me, I’ll stay close behind you in this world;
Secretly protecting what is mine, you will always be my girl.
I only want the best for you so the best of me I will employ.
Faithfully yours, I will always be your boy.
I close my eyes and kiss your soft sweet lips
And see the very best of you in loving bliss.
I see past the physical which makes you attractive
And focus on the things I can’t see in which I’m attracted.
Your thoughts I’d love to hear them all.
Of the things you speak disinterest never makes its call.
My day will come, I know someday I’ll be the only one.
And you I will pursue viciously,
Because I’ve given you the greatest gift I can give, to love unconditionally.
Yes our day will come, I know someday we’ll be as one.
And you I will pursue viciously,
Because I’ve given you the greatest gift I can give… to love unconditionally.
My knees were the things that
kept me up and my skin is my
cutting board my eyes are the
rain clouds to the fire running
down my arms and my heart is
the fire place that keeps me
burning so calm
Peace of nature shows
how relaxing life can be
and can show you truth
Reflections of imperfections
have shown me a way
that I can move mountains
through my power of faith
even though I can't see him
I know he is real
through the power of prayer
and a Love that I feel
It's growing inside me
like a flower in bloom
shall I reveal my powers
or is it too soon
I am reading the signs
through my darkness I find
a reason for belief in
the light of mankind
that I know shall overcome
the greatest of odds
the Love I seek amazes me
especially through the flaws
because now I am inspired
through the hero's that bring
my throne through the darkness
on which I return on as your King.
To beach or not to beach
is that the question
where seagulls screech and whistle
as you try to hide your french fries
sand castles children have left behind
where waves fill in tiny footprints
see the most wondrous things
perhaps a mermaid on the rocks
lovers sitting close
oily bodies glistening with sensations
girls showing off bronzed skin
a happy place
where the stress of life is forgiven
no need to be blue at the beach
have some fun in the red hot sun
where never ceasing waves play across the shore
as silver white sand spills from my hands
there is no easy in the world
but the power of the beach shows you laughing
and playing in the blue water
where the breeze is best
the sun most powerful
renew your inner being as birds glide in the wind
along with the music of the waves
that has existed since the beginning of time
when you leave the beach
take with you the peace you found here
by the seashore
open your eyes
and you shall see more
of the world's magik
in front of your face
why oh why
would I ever replace
the memory of that foamy sea
crashing onto the shore
while the seagulls are laughing
with the children once more
who feed them with eyes full of wonder
to their curious delight
seashells from dead oysters
shine of the moon's pale sea light
as they mate like the birds and the bees
my sea kisses the sky when it rolls with the breeze.
I swim to an unknown rocky strand, marooned by the captain's hand,
Up on the barren shore I stand, up on the wave-washed sand.
The sandpipers dance a saraband; could I like the birds withstand?
Held by the bars of a coral band, alone in a rocky land.
Big blundering beast
Poor fish have no chance whatsoever
Neither does the slowest runner in your group
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Co-Lyricists Royal House of Romanoff,
David Allen Ezra,
Walter Dodds &
Thomas Lam Hsi
Billowing clouds...of...rainfall....puffing down...as a Winter blanket!
Winds...traded down...as...nomads...circling 'round...Island swells!
An ancient...lantern...an orb...of dispersed...graying...eyes!
Starry nights...in the midst of...receding...mid-night veils!
A sailor's dream...a beacon...of faceted-jewels...descending down...as an
Avalanche...of a blanketed...waterfall!
The gentle swaying...of a love song...as a symphony...between the trees...
And the wind!
The chant of aloha...an ancient land...of love...and legend!
Flowers...as a...misting rain...of glorious...and...varied...puffing clouds!
Rain-forests...cloaked admist...the trickling sounds...of pebbled-ebbing...
A cacophany...of feathered...flight...swaying as the silken hands...
Of the tender...billowing clouds!
Endless beauty...magnificient...to behold...a trail of legend...and lore!
White sand beaches...pitched sands...softened...by Pacific Island...swells!
A voyager's...storied discovery...of an ancient...royal land...of peace...and love!
From chalked...and hued...canyons...to bluish...green...waterfalls!
The land of aloha...a dream...a lover...and a...friend!
Never...to leave...a heart of diamonds...and a...soul...to live forever!
My Hawaii...my...lover...of old...and...my children's...children...forever!
Poet's Own Notes:
Destiny...permitted me...this glorious...past...and it is...always...in my heart!
The gulled sky shrieks above a mournful sea;
In the grey austerity, the wind moans.
Like candyfloss, spun by the waves,
The spindrift balloons above the billows.
Stunted, tenebrous trees claw at the waves
Which gargle and gurgle through time-worn stones.
Bladderwracked rocks peep from the Stygian depths,
Then disappear below the breathing tide.
The brittle reek of iodine and kelp
Pervades this melancholic atmosphere.
Flashing white “V”s, screaming over the waves,
Suddenly a flight of oystercatchers
With their insistent whistling, hits the shore.
Scuttering in the receding water,
Their orange bills probe like nodding donkeys.
They’re happy enough in their quest for food,
Immune to man’s weather-born changing moods
And unconcerned about the gathering storm.