I could be where the palm trees sway in a tropical breeze,
The pace is slow, the air is warm, and I can take my ease.
Drinking chilled coconut from the shell, a blue ocean view,
But, the only place I want to be, is right here with you.
I could be way up high, in a distant land, a Himalayan retreat,
Watching the sunset over Everest, wood fireplace, effusing heat.
Relaxing in the whirlpool, the steam rises, as I sip a hot brew.
But, the only place I want to be, is right here with you.
I could be enthralled as Parana journeys to it's end, at the falls,
200 rivers, cascading in unison, as I meditate struck in awe.
I could be contemplating, the transcendent beauty of Iguazu,
But, the only place I want to be, is right here with you.
I could be in Sorrento, bay of Napoli, not far from Capri,
watching cruise ships floating by, observing life so carefree.
From the marina, I marvel at the houses built into cliffs,
I daydream of what it could be like, to live like this.
But, of all the places I could go, and the things that I could do,
The only place I want to be...is right here with you.
John Derek Hamilton November 10, 2015
Categories:
parana, absence, devotion, emotions, for
Form: Lyric
Ice-Fire-Love
Just outside, ice and fire resides
Love lies in the fragile bubble of life inside
Between blurred lines and reason
Women are like fire when they desire
There is nothing more beautiful in nature
Safe in that cocoon just like a womb
When they turn cold and change though
Become Parana like and dine on flesh
Men on the menu served
Cold blooded to the end
No bones left alive to love
Women burn you when they decide
Fire, ice, nowhere to hide
When bubble breaks
Love takes your life
Categories:
parana, conflict, death, fire, hurt,
Form: Free verse