…and even with a whisper,
revive my depths,
turn me like a veil,
face down
in the
grass
falling asleep,
with
the
feet in the sky to be born -- maybe,
maybe
something will stick to my soles,
growing arms from the rain,
flying among the clouds
but what are the depths?
other than the
unheard
pulse,
the
untouched
breath,
palms-braided-in-roots,
the flower withered
because of a kiss,
the
leaves
blown by the wind,
dew fallen on
crosses,
but what are the depths?
than frankincense, - the place where
rivers never dry,
the place where rivers run away from us towards
forghetfulness
of oblivion…
towards
forghetfulness
of oblivion…
stir up my depths,
…and even with a whisper,
stir up my depths,
turn my
face down to earth,
hopefully
i can lose my steps in the sky-- maybe,
maybe
something will stick to my soles,
in the sky maybe,
maybe
something will stick to my soles
I talked with the new moon tonight,
And asked: - How fast,
How slow
The seasons come and go,
The birds migrate, the grass is getting dry,
And not be late
In life,
In death,
At birth, how loud do we have to shout?
How long to stay?
And wait,
And count,
How slow, how fast we have to love,
And get a glimpse of quicksand,
A touch of a tear
When wrapped arms melt in waves,
How many steps?
The ocean, lying at your feet
Begging for your embrace,
How slow the clouds go, or
Stay
Still,
How long the gaze,
How slow the breath
How I want to see your face
To sit near you in the same place
I count the days until I will
And tell my heart, be calm, be still
It likes to beat the rhythm of
Your name, a triplet, Lit-tle-Dove
3-2-1 or 1-2-3
Goodnight my J, come visit me
Fill my dreams, in them don't go
Let me tell you straight, you know?
And then with outright show of bliss
We'll share that first momentous kiss
Then nevermore will have to long
'Cause finally they will play our song
While planets, stars, and comets dance
To toast our cosmic Klimt romance
And sometimes when the going's hard
I ask, is someday in the cards?
The hope of it's what sees me through
While waiting patiently for you
Former Mayor of Chicago, Ms. Jayne Byrne
about mood swings and temper tantrums had what to learn
To differentiate her from the Panama Canal
Ask yourself which
~ One of them was a busy ditch
Jayne in a Man’s Field
I wrote on a Porsche “Take the Jayne Train”
How long in the mess hall would she remain
She came out and saw
She smiled, I said duh
Took a photo with her less my brain
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*I actually took a photo with Jayne Mansfield
at an airbase in Holland when she was doing a touring promotion back in ’58. Lovely lady!
I see you every day
near the Hudson Bay.
Your body is like wine
but, your mine.
I know other men tried to win you over-
they all failed-
because you are meant for me.
Your name is like a lost French folk song,
or New York City in the rain
I seek no sorrow and feel no pain
when I hear your name, Jayne.
Our love will never go wrong-
you look like the sun rising over the mountains of Montana,
or the misty moonlight over the Black Sea
because you are the only one for me.
Some call you glory in your grace of glory
but, that's another story.
even then,
I will love you
your my psychedelic lover-
will you love me too?
A Sonnet for Jayne
O,'Tis such a rare and beauteous thing
Amidst the turmoil,who can explain
That which inspires a man's soul to sing,
Or to reflect its light in loud refrain.
Were the stars so sullen before we met?
Did both the moon and sun forswear to shine?
For I could roam the whole of earth, and yet
What beauty gazed upon compares to thine?
With but the lightest touch my heart combusts,
A whisper bids all other thoughts depart,
Ensnared within love's stormy throes and gusts,
With passion found, does life then truly start?
I pray thee say it's me whom you adore
Or let me go so I may die once more.
Twinkle, twinkle little star-
How I wonder if you are.
So many light-years far away,
Are you still out there today?
Did you go nova little star?
How I wonder if you still are.
The passion and the wonder
Shine in your eyes so blue
A spring tide born in rainbows
Pull me deeper into you
Our goodbyes feel like torture
As we kiss with painful frowns
I'd sooner die in your arms
In your rainbow tide I'd drown
The hours pass like seconds
When you are next to me
Together we could walk through hell
Still heaven's all I'd see
I love it when it's late at night
We laugh and point at stars
Celestial smiles telling us
The world has became ours