Collective Euphoria

Rock and Roll Girlfriend1

Leave her alone and bring on the sun2

She's everyone's girlfriend3

All American rockin and rollin4

Singing proud and robust5

Her songs through the years 6

have taken care of us7

She said if it makes you happy8

then it can't be that bad9

Why in the H E double 10

toothpicks am I so sad11

Struck sad over the news of what is12

Trying to take hold of you13

Refusing to sing the blues14

unless she sings along too15

Our voices together 16

is what we can do17

She's a rock and roll girlfriend18

All American rockin and rollin19

Inciting chills and sensations 20

Swing of the guitar on her hip21

Evokes scenes of wind in hair 22

Top down 23

A desert road trip24

All we want to do is have25

A little more fun26

So leave her alone 27

and don't make her run28

She can belt out those words 29

making us come undone30

There's no one else like her31

She is the original that one32

Silver Fins and Land33

Star-crossed lovers so hard to make it34

Stick35

Not meant to be as you’re not in my mix36

There are certain impressions that we 37

Shouldn’t give38

Such as having no fear and live and let live39

I can’t walk on your land, you can’t breathe40

In my sea41

You don’t have the gills, I have fins and42

Webbed feet43

Maybe opinions do matter and rule out 44

Overtime45

Happiness can’t exist in this, not yours or46

Mine47

Our children wouldn’t understand this48

Travesty49

Then what kind of people will they grow50

Up to be?51

We know were together purely on love52

Not because of stereotypes and rumors53

Slinging mud54

Especially true when we are intimate with55

One another56

I become that one and you become the other57

Our bodies merge and we equate ecstasy58

Then we are the same all the rest is history59

We’re two conscious beings aware of our stakes?60

Sometimes it is positives two opposites make61

We don’t have to be star-crossed with doubt in62

Our midst63

We can be stargazers where out there we exist64

The Orphan and The Gazelle65

Her Mother disowned her. My guess is her beauty triggered the emotional ousting. She physically removed herself at the age of 16 by marrying a man of 21 years old. This forced her to be an orphan of another sort, having a physical Mother but never able to reach her, be close or feel loved by her. Fortunately, she was blessed, as she was swift in beauty, kindness, intelligence and grace. She was an orphan and a gazelle. 66

Because of her less than perfect childhood she would run as quickly as the wind would carry her. On many occasions, I felt the breeze of her flight but I always knew she would come back for me. She would stop from time to time to rub noses with me so that I would remember that I was hers. She would bring me to visit her and I would have the opportunity to stay the night with her and be her child. I would curl up next to her with my head on her lap, as she would stroke my curly hair. 67

The walks to the corner store, hand in hand with her, were like walking the royal courtyard with my personal princess. My Mother was the princess. She was the epitome of beauty and it was not to be hidden. It was my job to let everyone know of her striking appearance. I would say, "Wait until you meet my Mother, she's very pretty". No one could disagree when they finally saw her. When it was time for me to go back to where I lived, apart from her, my great grandma would pick me up and carry me away, whaling, kicking, face streaming with tears. I dreamed one day she would stop running. No longer would I have to chase her but I would catch up with her instead. I hoped one day she would stay so we would finally be together. 68

It was not her wishes to run. Her circumstances were not favorable and she lived a meager lifestyle. There was a distant sadness inside her causing her to seek love in other ways. There were many suitors whom would beg to take care of her. She didn't remain married to her first. She was untamed and moved from place to place in short periods, struggling for security and independence. 69

She would always come out of hiding to find me or leave me a trail in which to find her. It would be my deepest thrill when she would finally appear, seemingly out of nowhere and look at me with reflective, peering and lovely brown eyes, taking me back with her. Of course my stays were never long enough. Before I knew it my great grandma was coming to carry me away again, ignoring my tears. Maybe I wasn't an orphan with my great grandma to take care of me but I felt like one then. 70

On a very strange day my great grandma became ill. It was sad for me but it was also oddly liberating and wasn't as painful for me as it should have been. Something inside would urge me to whisper, "One day soon you will be free. Free to be with whom you want to be". Sometimes I wasn't sure it was I chanting these words. It sounded more like her. My great grandmother was so sick she didn't come back home. My grandmother took me in for a few weeks. While I was there she sat down beside me with a smile on her face and she said, "Your Mom is coming for you. You'll stay with her". I said, "For good?" She smiled and she said, "For good". Instead of sadness for my great grandma there was elation. 71

A few weeks afterwards my great grandma died and there she was standing in front of me like a vision. She said, I finally found a nice place where we all can live and now you are coming to stay with me". I was so happy it would have been a curse for me to show it. Smiling at her, I took her hand but my heart was a celebration, of jubilation and final acceptance. She brought me into her fold with the other siblings and I took my place as the eldest of her offspring. I would finally be at home. She would no longer be fleeting and elusive with me chasing behind her in childish laughter, like hide and seek. I finally caught her. Because of her today my gratitude is abundant. I would never be the orphan she was but she is, and will always be, my graceful and wondrous gazelle, swift in beauty, kindness, intelligence and grace. 72

Never The Flowers73

As a child I would stop and smell the intoxicating and seductive scent of roses but not without plucking their petals and rubbing velvety texture against my skin, leaving the sweet smell.  Unbeknownst to me they would cry out in quiet agony that they were stripped of their plush red dresses, left with thorns accentuating their lovely green stems. Thoughtlessly, my favorite past-time was to stroke the silken layers of honeysuckle before drinking their sweet nectar, neglecting to provide them with moisture, keeping them supple instead of dry.74

Selfishly, I tampered with baby's breath removing them from the comfort of their homes, shared in the warm closeness of numerous brothers and sisters, safe and secure.  They were sacrificed in the decoration of my hair. Little did I know at the time, they would remember me and write my name in the earth so the word would travel among the like of their species.  And so the stories were told, revealing my disregard as a warning to their personal habitat. I was marked.75

As an adult, suitors would come to call, bringing gifts of delicious, decadent candies of coconut, chocolate and caramels, rich jewelry, dripping gems of brilliant clarity that reflected light from  every angle, creating kaleidoscopes, fractals and colors, beautiful sweaters with detailed stitching and patterns of the finest materials but these wonderful tokens would be absent of the fragrant bouquet usually accompanying them.76

It came back to me why, as I thought back to my childhood, recalling the senseless manner with which I would handle their beauty and it dawned on me that it was poorly, with no thought to their feelings. Never respecting their surroundings or unique and individual makeup.77

Never with delicacy.78

Never with gentle hands.79

Never the flowers...80

The Corner81

Three sides of space in angular traces82

Facing the line weak and unsupported83

Suspended in matter with grimacing faces84

Eyes unrecognized resembling contortions85

Sitting alone atop an empty chair86

Arms stretched out reaching blankness87

Chilling the spine from draft other than air88

Gripping cold anchor that hasn’t yet sank89

Finding a way to get out of this corner90

Barren desolate uncaring vast wasteland91

Straining to identify a single mourner92

Mourning the demise of a forgotten man93

Doomed or be damned to remain in this corner94

Where encounters travel then stumble unrelated95

Banished destined to remain in this corner96

Compassion humanity ignored and negated97

Coretta Coretta98

Coretta Corretta we may not have known you99

Or what torment you must have gone through100

When you lost your King101

Coretta you continued to carry on102

With courage and beauty you took the throne103

As a good Queen would104

And Coretta how you raised those babies105

To be princes and princesses no doubts or maybes106

Because a strong Mother does107

So Coretta we will truly miss you108

Because the Queens you leave behind have109

Taken your cue110

In maintaining a peaceful walk111

Dr King I chose to write about your Queen112

For she held your place and is worthy of being113

Deemed114

Coretta Scott King115

A Woman of Dreams116

Creator117

Who makes them come alive?118

It is on my voice they thrive119

Nothing they are without me120

Who make them move and breathe?121

Just letters by themselves122

Looking to me and no one else123

They melt to reach the heart124

Listening to me for they are smart125

Bending and shaping the emotions126

Muses initiating notions127

Encouraging dampened spirits to rise128

In their arms feelings will sigh129

Long as they listen to their Master130

There is no thing such as disaster131

Present for your entertainment132

Falling in line for their arrangement133

Waiting to share with you life’s tears134

Escorting you down through the years135

They maintain as gracious host136

Humble they sit while you will boast137

What are they you want to ask?138

They are performers of the task139

Welcome stars of my equator140

They ‘re my words 141

I’m the creator142

Feeling Love143

Feeling love144

Maddening and distracting 145

Occasional subtle interruptions146

Daydreaming next encounters147

Imagining intimate touches148

like feathery light brushes149

raising chills against the waves150

Moving love151

Rubbing tickled noses152

Stroking prickly facial masculinity153

Situated tightly in proximity154

Perfectly united face to throat155

Figuratively pretzeling arms and hands156

Smoky glances backwards and forwards157

Speaking love158

Singing notes reciprocating minuscule reactions159

Encouraging words of wanton attraction160

Murmuring tenderness sweet and low161

Laughing and sensing appreciation when162

hesitation is an afterthought moving him163

to express and carryout his instincts to wrap his164

trust around me165

Feeling love166

Feel The Rhythm167

Gyrated as a fetus bumping inside Mama eagerly168

Sliding electric before she learned to eat169

Dancing for miles this prodigious child inherently170

genetically felt the beat171

Brazenly she shimmied and she shimmied for many172

for an audience if they would so desire173

Perusing dance floors she was looking to soar174

With another who’d also feel the rhythm175

One sultry night dancing lovely took flight 176

making haste to reach the back door177

In shock as she spied young man dancing inside178

a building across the street gliding the floor179

Impressed and surprised she began closing her eyes180

imagining herself dancing with him181

She opened them again there he stood with a grin 182

in front of her as he asked her to dance183

She walked into his arms taken by his charms184

he twirled her in a furious merenge 185

As they slowed down the beat they danced on186

in the street both feeling the rhythm eternally187

Don’t Have Much188

But I am a friend189

If you let me be right to the end190

Can you except honesty191

No problem accepting yours192

I mean honesty indeed193

Will you run from me194

If so start running195

It is  for sincerity I am gunning196

I don’t have much197

But I am Mother of affection198

Reciprocally and generously199

All there is to offer200

Unconditionally and unconsciously201

Isn’t this what you’d want from me202

If not then start running203

There will be no chasing you204

Returned love must have your seal of approval205

I don’t have much206

But I am words207

To speak confidentially if needed208

A comforter and sounding board a receiver209

Does this send you running210

Then get started packing211

On your mark get ready212

And don’t forget to wave the flag213

A person of my type is grateful214

Because in this race 215

I don’t have much216

But in this world too much can be hateful217

He Does It So Well218

He says that he loves her 219

and he does it so well220

There's a little more of her story to tell221

He says she is attractive and she is desired 222

but he'll turn it around to say she's223

boring and uninspiring224

He will say she is intelligent but 225

he takes it all back 226

by telling her she is227

uncouth and embellishes on that228

Most times she feels hurt confused and 229

repelled because he tells her he loves her230

and does it so well231

He tells her she has a figure232

Too shapely for words233

Then he tells her she's gaining weight234

How he is disgusted and perturbed235

He tells her that no one loves him like she does236

Then tells her she doesn't know love237

the way other girls love238

She has grown tired 239

To her own loneliness she is compelled240

But then...241

she hears him say he loves her again242

and he does it243

so well244

Walking For Miles245

Hearing for the first time your version of Human Nature 246

was ultimately my pleasure247

Partial to the song it sounds good by anybody however your 248

rendition could make the other variations jealous249

My intention is not to exaggerate but my feet would walk a mile250

to hear you play live251

My feet may even grin although you didn't 252

You didn't smile much because you played...253

then maybe you wouldn't254

Hearing your version of My Funny Valentine was sublime255

When you played it was not funny256

It was emotional and hot with sensuality257

With sincerity it moved me to sit and listen258

to the sounds coming from the ebony lips vibrating259

long golden steel with a style that my feet would walk a mile for... 260

if they were walking for Miles.261

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Someday263

by Cabaret on Oct 09, 2005 264

Someday265

Someday someone will put me first266

Caring if my feelings are hurt267

Letting me be the woman in the relationship268

Catering to my sensitivity269

Holding me if I'm being overly270

Someday someone will know what to do271

If I say the words, "I hate you"272

Words I don't mean to say273

As you know it's not really hate274

Someday someone will realize275

My actions weren't a scheme, a guise276

This is someone you can truly trust277

Wasn't really meant to cause a fuss278

Someday someone will fight for me279

Not seeing the same others see280

Being able to penetrate the layers281

Knowing I'm one of loves best players282

I'm hoping someone does one day283

Someday 284

by Cabaret on Oct 10, 2005 285

Playful Rain286

Warm climate the heavens opened287

Flowers encourage a mid down pour288

Seeing clear bulbous droplets289

I sprint for outdoors290

With no shoes on my feet291

My face to clouds292

Splatters and sprinkles trickle293

Down my eyes nose and cheeks294

Kicking and jumping in puddles295

One of the simple pleasures296

When I was fourteen297

Between a woman and a girl298

It was a different world.299

Dreams Don’t Come300

Avoiding life further from the realm301

Governing the subconscious ability to feel302

Cherubic cries may not materialize303

Cheeks of soft purity joy and pride304

A perfect world would build a perfect place305

The women bore and crafted beautifully made306

Natures’ abilities should represent well307

Dignity and integrity unavailable for sell308

Precious love refuses floating away309

On another’s current commitment to stay310

Stroke of the pen would gather all muses 311

Forever forever filled with usages312

Hoping for wishes to turn just one313

Into the desire of the heart 314

Where dreams don’t come315

The Greatest316

The bell rang and you were in my face317

We sparred argued and braced318

But the position belonged to me319

You had to fight with me 320

At 5 Ft and 1inch of pure energy 321

The proverbial ball of fire322

not as tall as you 323

I was born into the title324

The belt was my birthright325

As my sibling you could've stepped aside326

And left me my pride 327

but you wanted to steal the show 328

and we went toe to toe329

You couldn't hear the bell ring330

The towel was never thrown in331

We fought screamed and hated each other332

Hard to admit abhorring of a brother333

Unfortunately it was true 334

The worst enemy was you335

Eventually one towel was thrown336

because we've both grown337

The necessity in fighting 338

is passed the concern339

of this fighter340

The title was mine all along341

You were a worthy opponent342

But this fight was all wrong343

A fight not for the greatest344

First-born is where I belong345

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Songs of My Father347

by Cabaret on Oct 12, 2005 348

Songs Of My Father349

Hanging my head in350

Memories of what used to be351

Hope of the road ahead352

Brings a new destiny353

Progressing forward into354

The new dawns seed355

The Songs of my Father356

Live in me357

The whistling sound358

Of compromise359

Necessary is the thunder360

Of commitments horizon361

The commitment of bodies362

With hearts and minds363

The journey has been long364

Painful has been the walk365

Offspring have forgotten366

What is confidential talk?367

Silencing the echoes of368

Those who fought369

This song resurrects the370

Examination of time371

Regardless the outcome372

Inside remain kind373

Imbalance of the world374

Makes the teeth grind375

Ignorance is welcomed376

While knowledge is delayed377

Many were the tears mingled with378

Those who’ve been slayed379

“Changes are coming” the380

winds drifting seem to say381

The Songs of my Father382

Live in me today383

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Not Welcomed Here385

by Cabaret on Oct 15, 2005 386

Not Welcomed Here387

Unfeeling eyes that follow me388

In crevices and corners not lacking389

Inner-self resisting the worst390

Fear more not to watch my back391

Talking talking talking heads392

Smiles without fleshless faces393

Insidious and indignant impostors394

Scheming soon to have me replaced395

Waiting in this nether world396

My kind here does not belong397

Only veneers unreal are welcomed398

While gray overcasts pass on399

Pawns roam to banish me400

Everything like me in it's path401

Images more exactingly to402

Ensure I won't be coming back403

What is the meaning of this scheming!404

To succeed in removing the person405

Insurmountable unwarranted reasoning406

Of the spies who are persistently lurking407

Futility it is fierce Futility!408

In presenting the sterling of patterns409

The powers that be are determined410

In finding one guilty in matters411

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He Blew Your Mind413

by Cabaret on Oct 15, 2005 414

He Blew Your Mind415

You didn’t know he could do it416

Didn’t know you would go417

Where you didn’t want to go418

That he’d take you to that place419

You couldn’t keep up the race420

He blew your mind421

He told you that “Only with me”422

You would be able to be free423

You wanted to hang out424

You did for a while425

But he drove you wild426

Didn’t he chiiiiiiiild427

He blew your mind428

Tried to bring you to the level429

But you wanted to revel430

In his glow so431

You had to pump your breaks432

His shiver gave you the shakes433

He blew your mind434

You said you could take the ride435

You couldn’t but you tried to hide it436

He saw where you were weak437

That’s where you messed up sweetness438

I hate to rub it in439

While I try not to grin440

You tried to talk back441

But you suffered an attack442

He blew your miiiiiiiiiiiiinnnnnnnndddd!443

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Cold Wind Blows445

by Cabaret on Oct 15, 2005 446

When A Cold Wind Blows447

Walking down barren empty streets448

The need is strong to run for cover449

As the ground changes beneath your feet450

Dark clouds began to group and hover451

You never know when a cold wind blows452

If it is someone whispering your name453

The streets you may scour454

In the darkest of hours455

As your sanity you try to maintain456

Under the sheets of a spacious bed457

Nolonger feel safe being alone458

With ever minute that passes by459

Out of habit keep checking the phone460

The anguish grows as desperation creeps461

Forcing your body to stay awake462

Growing weak from deprivation of sleep463

Fears increases and panic overtakes464

You steady yourself to manage breathing465

Your mind continues wandering instead466

Just as your nerves start to wind down467

A dark shadow looms over your head468

You LEAP for the door feet pounding469

Knowing he is hot on your trail470

Sparsely dressed it is astounding471

That you made it outside into town472

Then you spy a bus station at the corner473

You stumble feeling barely alive474

A man by the name of Mr. Warner475

Puts a coat over you and pulls you aside476

The gentleman is calling the police477

You sit there staring awhile478

Imagining soon you’ll feel some relief479

Stranger looks in with a menacing smile480

You never know when a cold wind blows481

If it is someone whispering your name482

The streets you may scour483

In the darkest of hours484

As your sanity you try to maintain485

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Jazz Dream Jazz487

by Cabaret on Oct 19, 2005 488

Jazz Dream Jazz489

Hello love I kept a place right here490

Ears cry tears for the song sincere491

Words don't have to be like words492

Just blow for me nasty like Byrd493

Fingers popping fingers to the sound494

Dim the lights make it sound surround495

Jaw drops to scintillating, soothing sax496

Thumbs thumping on bass in the back497

Dark corner table where incense is burned498

Prisoner of the drums with a cymbal yearn499

Stage set for music the band is crisp clear500

On waves of notes Moody's mood appears501

Trumpeter tips his hat to the crowds cheer502

Slightly raised eyes to the silver sphere503

Coming to, all I see is the band and myself504

Smokes leaves the room I'm the only one left505

Jazz is the man who is holding my hand506

Speaking on a plane that no one else can507

Saying goodbye, don't you cry, I'll be back508

For me sit patiently cause you know I'm that cat509

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Consumere511

by Cabaret on Oct 21, 2005 512

Consumere513

Imagine me your rapture514

Bask in my warm luminous glow515

Fein at the absence of me516

Resist in concealing me517

In affections obsession bestow518

Write me I'll be your muse519

Paint me I'll be your canvas520

Sing me your sonnet521

Thy lesson you yearn to know522

Find refreshment in my waters523

Inhale deeply my essence524

Be filled at my glorious tables525

In my lush and flourishing earth526

Your seeds do grow527

Play me I'll be your instrument528

Ignite me I'll be your flame529

Sprinkle me your rich spices530

Make me the entity that makes531

Your spirit soar and the mountainous region532

You essentially explore.533

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Can I dream535

by Cabaret on Oct 25, 2005 536

Can I dream537

Of a quarter turning into a fortune538

But to me it wasn't of much importance539

Of traveling to places I can't reach540

And speaking as many languages541

As I wanted to speak542

Of being a singer or playing the piano543

In Acappella or with a concerto544

But can I dreammm545

That I was married to the man of my heart546

With many children no chance we're apart547

Of Igloos and kissing Eskimos548

with snow and ice but never cold549

That I could eat in the finest of places550

And my home well...it was an oasis551

But can I dream552

That I walked 8 miles to a small cottage553

And that I've already graduated college554

I was a dancer in the city of New York555

and I was dancer so good I scorched556

But can I dream557

That I was able to bring peace to the masses558

And I did it all without my eye glasses559

Or that I gave birth to the sweetest Asian baby560

He was his Mama's but Papa's hmm, maybe561

That the stars looked like little solar children562

And they numbered high into the millions563

Of being a writer in a gorgeous high rise564

And that I was the winner of the Pulitzer prize565

But can I dream566

That some of my dreams one day came true567

If not for me, for someone else who can dream too568

Until then I'll still be dreammmminnng 569

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Going To See Him571

by Cabaret on Oct 28, 2005 572

Going To See Him573

He was a big important CoastGuard574

Who came to town large575

To see me576

I would scream and jump in his arms577

He looked good in uniform578

He could gi'down like James Brown579

When he would come into town580

To see me581

I would shiver all excited582

Because I had been invited583

To run around with him584

When I was just a little squirrel585

I remember he played “Cowboys586

And Girls”587

On his card radio588

Around the time I turned eighteen589

Not that long ago it seemed590

He moved back to town591

Gone the little “girly feelings”592

They had turned to, “Not caring really”593

Cause he hadn’t come ‘round594

To see me595

Now I’m older and well he’s old596

And what stories he has told597

He’s the one that chose to fold598

Stopped coming to see me599

But that’s okay cause I’m not bitter600

I love him now I consider601

Going to see him602

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Tribute The Clay604

by Cabaret on Nov 03, 2005 605

Tribute The Clay606

Always you were sculpted for greatness607

Carved with natures muscles cut and chiseled608

Exquisitely blessed wood mated609

Stepping from mold and shaped in hardened610

brown or gray clay611

Magnificently structured you even sweat like612

a god, glistening613

When you move I'm listening614

Thank the sun for turning its axis that615

changed the the layers producing many616

nation and genders617

We surrender618

Always did619

Always will620

You never know your power but its the hour621

for you to622

Insatiably tasting all in your reach623

We willingly offer our flesh624

We are weak to resist625

I implore learn to associate love and intimacy626

as a connection627

Not singling out the erection as that you628

worship so629

Brawny statue remember those having a hand630

in making you631

Don't close your eyes632

Open your eyes633

This I pay my tribute to 634

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Slaves To The Stratosphere636

by Cabaret on Nov 05, 2005 637

Slaves To The Stratosphere638

Blessed be the establishment that history holds639

Mine eyes saw the beauty of the glory unfold640

Graced I am to be a witness so dear641

A mighty institution where slaves are revered642

Experience much like some cosmic college643

The air permeated with the thirst for knowledge644

Pinch and tell me I was really there645

The proud and few of a time probably rare646

Intelligence mingling and conversing in grades647

Privilege to them the opportunity had been made648

Mentoring Mothers and Fathers addressing pages649

Teaching lessons to recall and forge thru ages650

Pushing the power helping a youthful circuit651

Leading the way with songs of nurturing652

Pinch me and tell me I was really there653

To partake of the feast from this stratosphere654

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Red Me (Rhyme and Rant)656

by Cabaret on Nov 28, 2005 657

If I were a color it would be red658

Because of what it means659

Vibrant, sure and fierce660

My skin has red undertones661

Some would call me Red bone662

Red is in my hair663

With blond overtones664

I'm kind of spicy665

With kick and some what dicey666

If I were a culinary delight667

It would be chili pepper red668

Not painful cause I'm icy669

Meaning I'm cool too670

A sunset is many shades671

of me, me, me,672

Did I repeat it?673

My favorite crimson revelry674

Whats it like to be my own party?675

Not lonely though it looks alone676

But I'm full grown and can677

handle myself without any help678

I'm the few people who like me679

So I keep being red because680

It's my color and red is sweet681

Don't take this serious682

I'm just playing683

So don't start saying684

She so vain cause I'm not685

but I am red, that's my color 686

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Beat Everyone Who's Beaten You688

by Cabaret on Nov 29, 2005 689

You were stabbed in the back690

While you were being a friend691

But you didn’t need them692

They were make believe, pretend693

They may have laughed in your face694

When you needed to be understood695

They’re not worth your attention696

Not to your avail, not to the good697

You probably stood up for others698

While you would take the heat699

Only to find they’d go behind700

And take your seat701

You’ll beat everyone who has beaten you702

These are real words in life and sure703

Not with fist that ball up704

Or with nails that will scratch705

But with honesty and truth706

The best way to fight back707

With these qualities behind you708

It’s like wielding a great sword709

May appear they’re not listening710

But they are hearing every word711

It will be remembered one day712

There was present in the land713

One who took it on the chin714

With out raising a single hand715

You will beat everyone who has beaten you716

Without being harsh or mean nor cruel717

You’ll be proud of yourself718

That you didn’t raise your voice719

You proceeded with quiet grace720

And made the crystal choice721

It will be monumental722

You will smile without a doubt723

That you took the high road724

And didn’t cut them all out725

Man Amazing726

Spiritual727

Strong728

Gentle729

Powerful730

Persuasive731

I732

Didn’t733

Lie734

It735

Is736

All737

That738

Is739

Amazigh740

Fairest Fair741

Woman742

Faireth743

Of744

Words745

Is746

Faireth747

Of748

Heart749

Renaissance750

Woman751

Thou752

Art753

Fair754

Maiden755

SSS756

Sweet757

Sexy758

Southern759

Soul760

Sister761

Seeking762

Solace763

In764

The765

Sensuality766

Of767

Her768

Soulful769

Song770

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Ever Say Goodbye772

by Cabaret on Dec 14, 2005 773

Ever think of saying goodbye? I hope it's not serious774

Or else you're delirious775

Let it not be because there's no love but776

The love sustained777

Because I hope you never teeter778

About love, feelings or neither when it779

Involves me.780

May you always be sure and if you leave781

It's out of pure insanity.782

But not because you mean it because my783

Heart could never glean it if love didn't exist anymore784

Easier for you to try then away785

You would fly but love would remain786

So when you decided to go then the seeds787

You would sow would have you end up here again788

If I ever said I was through it wouldn't be true789

It would be a phisad with a wink and a nod790

To try and reach you791

Then I hope you come running as if prey792

Escaping the hunting, expressing your793

Sorrow in leaving794

That is, if ever you said goodbye 795

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Promise Was Love797

by Cabaret on Dec 25, 2005 798

Promise Was Love799

We agreed the promise was love800

Out of love it was promised801

Initially time felt worth the waiting802

For the two of us to get it straight803

Not that mistakes would not be made804

Uncommon ones where there is hate805

Hate comes from hurt but not severe806

If spurns from love that persevere807

Never anticipated, premeditated hate808

The abhorrence that is never unrelated809

You understand it, you've hated too810

Don't act ignorant about it or new811

The promise was love my half was kept812

Yours was negligence placed on a shelf813

My waywardness, brief though it was814

Didn't past your test as you felt sludged815

How is that true when you abandoned me816

Not physically but emotionally, mentally817

Followed up with this twisted intimacy818

But supposed to be understood readily819

Evidently this was of no good to us820

These actions were senseless, jilted trust821

As our journey soured and went a bit bust822

Still remember the pact, the promise was love823

Which you rejected out right dejected824

With irrational maniacle, ridiculous actions825

Tossed beside those other distractions826

Mixed with commands and knee jerk reactions827

You put on the gloves remained unaware of828

The option to play tumble, tumble and rough829

You're guilty of emptying out your cup830

Enough is enough, the promise was love 831

Samaritan832

by Cabaret on Jan 22 833

Samaritan834

Laid bare the weeping and gnashing835

Hope of death one way or the other836

Except not from fear, not here837

Pity if death overtakes me here838

Passers by don't bat an eye839

At the sight of the broken and discolored840

Life force decreasing, draining away841

Breath shallow, fading, going astray842

One eye raises as the other grazes843

Against the grainy, grime of thick, dark dirt844

Scaling murkily the road for the one845

Whom comes to complete what has been done846

The faint beat of a broken heart847

Perplexed of its remains to start848

Pounding feet breaking dead wood and rocks849

Closer they approach as mentality takes stock850

Braced frame for the ache of a sharp staff851

Erasing forever pending laughter852

Blacked out then awakened to the gentle face853

Spirit is replaced, laughter unerased854

Enormous gratitude being spared the sword855

Gentle stranger granted my reward856

Gentle stranger my person restored857

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Mistress Multiplicity859

by Cabaret on Jan 22 860

Victim of random duplicity861

Repeat offender, constant surrender862

Attraction for the insensitive863

Invitation for wisdom to kick in864

Life never drifted on a leaf865

Wafting down on ivory towers866

When will you enter, "Wisdom speak!"867

Age should account for some distance868

Between trouble, chaos and the menace869

Somehow, someway it trails secretly870

Without remorse or setting one free871

Notice behind the back, watch the walk!872

Stage set for discreet assault873

Seeping in like swirls of smoke874

Coming from behind, tightening the throat875

Symbolic creature stalking invisibly876

Forcing examination with knees bent877

Maybe the next request will be sent878

Beginning from the toes up to the top879

Hanging in midair not far from the drop880

To the omnipotent whomever you will be881

Relieve one of this cursed multiplicity882

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Turned Away884

by Cabaret on Jan 24 885

With reservations came to see you886

Because I was afraid for you887

But you couldn't see me888

Your mind had imprisoned you889

Handcuffed and cut down to size890

You didn't realize891

Your form of solace would be me892

In your illness you received my nursing893

Coercing894

Reversing895

When you saw you had grown legs again896

You dismissed me but not before you kissed me897

The Judas kiss898

You lured me into caught in trap the of your friendship899

With a sure shot like Wyatt from your hip900

I stood in shock as you told me to find my own space901

and turned me away902

Sought your Mothering903

Which you did willingly bring904

With your arms gladly opened905

No hesitation my drought soaked up your ocean906

As I followed you and you lead me907

Fed me908

Read to me909

Assuring me I was full of promise, not to be910

the doubting one911

the ominous912

You said in my possession was the everything913

and the all914

Down you let me fall915

Telling me you were no longer needed916

not the way she needed you917

So our journey now through918

You turned me away919

Lastly, there was you920

Who took sprouted seeds in my core921

We both came back in desperation for more922

Both of us dropping hard923

But then you had a secret924

That would eat me alive making it difficult925

for me to survive926

Then you cajoled me927

controlled me928

and sold me929

You sold me out930

By your deeds and in your finale you had your say931

Presently I am in this place932

Hoping experience has made me stronger933

Hoping not to be repulsed and cringing any longer934

When it's remembered and how many the days935

I was turned away936

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Leaving Place938

by Cabaret on Jan 30 939

Born and raised where old and rich940

Plant seeds of infinity making their niche941

Bold and adventurous cut out a space942

for plans and goals to leave this place943

This place drove me into anxieties lair944

Tearing out pieces of frantic hair945

Nil influences to keep me there946

Future with locks the ceiling bare947

A statue standing seldom provokes948

Fleeting potential room to grow949

Dreams screaming your experience is me950

Saddening home of a curious breed951

Lost in abyss this nothingness952

Another world summons preventing rest953

Wasteful time misfired pursuits954

Trappings in disappointment turns me loose955

Praising the conscious chased by persistence956

Rising up to go the distance957

Under baited breath wave goodbye958

Bowed down to give this place a try959

Stealing forward to never looking back960

Leaving this place imprints and tracks961

Hello to the new it is real this time962

Goodbye963

Leaving964

Leaving place behind965

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Wish967

by Cabaret on Feb 13 968

Man enlisted in a world of war969

Another war going on with himself970

A woman with a child and no one else971

Realizing once union was dead and gone972

Heading back to town where she was from973

Small addition held closely in her arms974

Racing back to be where she feels foreign975

Deep in regret but away from harm976

She would not tell him she had gone977

He found out but all too late978

Would this have something to do with the baby979

He would take it all back if he could today980

Lately daughter and wife he can’t distinguish981

Wishing the past could be extinguished.982

Left them behind one time to many983

Bells ringing loud reminding him plenty984

Bleeding for life the way it was meant985

Lamenting how it could have been different986

If you listen closely you can hear him say987

I wish...988

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The Only990

by Cabaret on Feb 14 991

Heard you prayed you had a daughter992

Unaware this prayer she knows993

Reason stands be careful what you order994

Unpredictable direction winds blow995

Yes sir she caught it in the air996

Without you having fully the knowledge997

The difference it would make if you knew998

Words landing tarnished and unpolished999

Sadly you didn't have another1000

Maybe you'd feel better about yourself1001

The more mature between each other1002

Justifying a second would help1003

I'm the only and the first1004

Acting not knowing what your role is1005

If you couldn't commit yourself then1006

Fortunate the second daughter is hidden1007

I'm the only firstly appointed1008

Father doesn't know what he's got1009

I'm the first and the only daughter1010

Father a disappointment she's not  1011

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Sounds Like Dying1013

by Cabaret on Feb 15 1014

Two of us have settled in dying1015

Neither one will make a sound1016

Mute goes the noise of secrets crying1017

Living ignorant misery abounds1018

Slowly evasively we are dying1019

Equating if we don't look we won't see1020

Full frontal errors all are denying1021

Forgetting life isn't make believe1022

Powerless changing by gone moments1023

Cringed the thought of holding you1024

Wrinkled brow could not be fathomed1025

Rocky surface bearing the truth1026

Appearances perfect march a facade1027

Underneath yielding shattered grounds1028

We must face the music bravely1029

Prolong dying another round1030

Failing dissipates in noble dying1031

Questioning either can make the claim1032

All that is known when life is declining1033

With the last breath I'll honor your name1034

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Look, The Man1037

by Cabaret on Feb 20 1038

Powerful figure and curator, Pontius Pilate1039

On his head difficult decisions abounded1040

The man the courts would look to solely1041

In bringing the Son Christ Jesus down1042

The charges greatly disturbed the Curator1043

Serious in threatening his coveted throne1044

As determined as the case was to accuse1045

Pontius Pilate could not find Jesus wrong1046

Sanhedrin judges would plot and scheme1047

A plan Pontius Pilate could not deny1048

"It is treason!" the gentlemen cried out1049

Betrayal a crime he will not defy1050

Yet the Sanhedrin court sentenced Jesus1051

Perfect Savior who loved all of mankind1052

In his heart the curator was troubled1053

Out weighed Jesus was then thusly tried1054

Mock crown of thorns placed on his head1055

Cruel humiliation before the final command1056

In quiet Pontius Pilate declared Jesus' example1057

A man worthy of his awe he proclaimed1058

Look The Man 1059

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Come Sit At My Table1061

by Cabaret on Feb 21 1062

Come sit at my table1063

As conversations are warm and engaging1064

Everyone speaks willingly undebated1065

Respect is shown with consideration1066

Here at my table1067

Put you tired and weary feet up1068

Have dessert along with your supper1069

Until you are full please have another1070

While you’re at my table1071

If you feel the need to retire1072

Find a room in my house where it's quieter1073

Someone will escort you if you require1074

As you leave my table1075

In the event patience has been tested1076

Or you feel useless and uninterested1077

Be confident in knowing you can address it1078

Here at my table1079

In the meantime we'll laugh and partake1080

of the welcomed friends we've all made1081

Talk about good times and old acquaintances1082

Come sit at my table1083

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My Bonnie Doesn't Lie1085

by Cabaret on Mar 02 1086

When you sang like a bell1087

Asking Papa to come quick1088

Bonnie did he ever show up1089

Didn't he hear your sexy soulfulness1090

You didn't make me love you1091

My admiration exudes readily1092

The subtle hoarse raspiness1093

Of your voice made me believe1094

Bonnie doesn't lie1095

And you go everywhere with me1096

When you are playing my mood is changing1097

To happy1098

As your guitar is playing it appears to be saying1099

Keep strumming me1100

With a voice singing true1101

True music1102

True words1103

True talent1104

The gritty soulful sounds1105

Keep strumming my strings1106

Humming along with me1107

My Bonnie doesn't lie over anything 1108

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Tribute: For Me To Love1110

by Cabaret on Mar 02 1111

I lent you my ears and prospered1112

Your voice connected to me1113

It was for me and with me1114

But my words are for you1115

For what you gave me1116

And I cannot share1117

Though others beg and plead1118

Fruitless to be less than gracious1119

My answer is still no but1120

Loving you so1121

It is with encouragement it is said1122

Please get your own1123

Because these are my songs1124

When it is on my time and1125

in my place he is speaking to me1126

He is for me to love and I will not share1127

But I won’t be cruel1128

For this reason my suggestion to you1129

Is to somehow steal some for yourself1130

Your own pieces of him1131

This ends with me saying in a sense1132

He can be for everyone1133

In reality he is…1134

His songs are not my property1135

My past words were flip1136

So here is a toast to his songs1137

How they do resonate with me1138

And because you wrote them1139

For us to love1140

Mr. L this is for you1141

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Tapestry1143

by Cabaret on Mar 02 1144

We follow the stitches and the colored thread used1145

Leaving their perforated markings1146

Holding up ends so much needed materials don’t fall asunder1147

Holding on we embark together tying knots1148

If necessary especially when it grows dim1149

The path is not smooth1150

The lines aren’t straight1151

We keep sewing because we envision the end results1152

Our masterpiece1153

So we keep holding on and adjusting the strings1154

Patching the tears and the holes1155

We make new from the old with love and nurturing1156

From a place behind us aunts grandmothers and great grandmothers1157

Are elevating their voices together encouraging and fortifying1158

Reinforcing us not to tire1159

PULL TIGHTER they urge us1160

We all pull tight and we keep holding1161

Our fingers may bleed from the thin and wiry thread that cuts1162

Through our fingers trying to break down our fiber but we hold on anyway1163

We do this until the day the work is complete1164

Without holes1165

Without patching and mending1166

There will be minus the need for tending1167

The womenfolk can begin saving their voices to lift us up1168

Now we can lift ourselves and we sow until the journey is1169

done like the quilt sewn with pieces of humanity1170

In every shade background and nationality.1171

We can choose to motivate others in the voices of our Mothers1172

our sister and our brothers and continue weaving into the1173

Rich and fulfilling tapestry that is life 1174

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Indeed1176

by Cabaret on Mar 02 1177

He ain’t pretty well not prettier than me1178

An obvious plus as he is mostly appealing1179

He strides with a purpose with goals that are real1180

That’s sexy1181

So sexy1182

Indeed1183

He speaks with a knowledge and intelligence1184

Like he has traveled even though he hasn’t1185

How’d he know I adored those mints1186

That’s sexy1187

So sexy1188

Indeed1189

He speaks of his thoughts without reserve or shame1190

He winks at babies and asked them their name1191

Takes a call from his Mom while he’s watching the game1192

That’s sexy1193

So sexy1194

Indeed1195

He’s a champion of people while he cares for the world1196

Cautious of the rich and reverent of the poor1197

He opens doors for his own little girl1198

That’s sexy1199

So sexy1200

Indeed1201

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Minds Mingling1203

by Cabaret on Mar 02 1204

Assume when introducing myself1205

it is with the idea that1206

You are saying hello and greeting me1207

The former and today1208

In addition to the now cerebral content1209

In salutations with mind open1210

In turn please feel free to enlighten mine1211

On the horizons as we speak1212

There is room for progression1213

A widening into canyons receiving1214

another’s recesses from a cranium as1215

deep as ditches1216

Irrigated for the flow of reasonable thoughts1217

And expansions1218

Giving way to exchange of banter and topics1219

No crevices allowed1220

Compliments of you and me1221

Joining in the meeting of the minds1222

Broad and complex where acceptance1223

And tolerance can play1224

No room for the subliminal1225

Avoiding nooks and crannies1226

Menial and minimal1227

Unable to travel beyond appearances and words1228

Come meet with minds relieved of disdainment1229

Reborn1230

Untainted1231

Meeting where open minds do1232

Likewise it’s my assumption that in meeting you1233

The two shall mingle 1234

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Unmasked1236

by Cabaret on Mar 02 1237

In urchins skin illness laid low1238

To the learning room one would not go1239

Ringing lines reaching thru hands1240

Bringing the negative understanding1241

News delivered worsened and seethed1242

Over the transmissions never seen1243

Cunning heiress carrying the seed1244

Laced in arsenic writhing in pieces1245

Listening as tears rose knee high1246

Waded and pretentiously drying eyes1247

Smiles held at bay while baiting hooks1248

Lies driven by a straight faced look1249

Mistakes took place as wee lassies1250

Failed looking closer avoiding passes1251

Providing clearer picture of you1252

What you really put one through1253

Cried on your shoulder while all along1254

The plot was unfurling to do wrong1255

Muddled clarification story unsolved1256

Alas unmasking of your involvement1257

Interfered with throes of love1258

Because of personal lack there of1259

Sorrowful never having the part1260

In owning love of self from the start 1261

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Subjection1263

by Cabaret on Mar 02 1264

Sitting in steel cages while your darts pierce the skin1265

Helpless to reach out while you can reach in1266

Open to bare to be slapped and compared1267

Dodging bullets with words being sprayed1268

While pretense feigns no dues to be paid1269

Eyes won’t spill water until rigid with hate1270

Switching positions forcing all to relate1271

This feeling one should always remember1272

Moments can end up in cinders and embers1273

The day will come when there is want of protection1274

This is why the fierce stance toward rejection1275

Why my food is to eat this subjection1276

The more it is savored the more roots will grow1277

Take up a shovel to pour it in whole1278

Soon digested with rapid recovery1279

Cruelty to some imitates what is lovely1280

Worn like a dress favored and fitting snuggly1281

Recollect this feeling when it’s your turn to hide1282

This is the reason why subjection is a ri--------de1283

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What Beauty1285

by Cabaret on Mar 02 1286

In the pain of your eyes1287

You swam myriads in oceans1288

Emerging the relentless survivor1289

Though your limbs near expired1290

In the ache of your heart1291

You boldly risked rejection1292

Stood up amidst verbal brutality1293

Reduced not your totality1294

In the furrow of your brow1295

Your smiled yielded candlelight1296

Cradled the fears of the man child1297

With gracious gesturing mercifully and mild1298

In the wake of your weakness1299

You rise like a soldier1300

Endurance bolding most over1301

Burning a fire that could not be smoldered1302

In your anguish time reveals1303

How compassionate you are1304

Such pain emitting such beauty1305

An image of love you are truly1306

What Beauty1307

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A Walk With Queens1309

by Cabaret on Mar 02 1310

Grands said look at your tree1311

And lift up your eyes1312

Don’t lower your knees1313

Show Grands your pride1314

Your Aunt Stell is one1315

The mother of two1316

With nary a husband1317

She knew what to do1318

This was a feat1319

As times were very hard1320

She had a meager job1321

But stayed close to the lord1322

She even took in1323

Your Mothers child1324

Made child her own1325

Made home undefiled1326

Great Mama Ethel1327

Ran a bootleg joint1328

It served as a cover1329

Though others would point1330

Harsh were their rumors1331

But she didn’t care1332

She would clothed the naked1333

Healed and fed them there1334

So keep looking a head1335

Show Grands your pride1336

For you walk with Queens1337

On these words do thrive1338

Let no ones evils1339

Make you cower and hide1340

For they live in you1341

And your soul is alive1342

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From The Clouds1344

by Cabaret on Mar 06 1345

Painted skies of azure and white flair1346

Lofty sights permeate the air1347

Letters of ink wrote ecstasy there1348

Delivery of a message beyond compare1349

Positioned above the multitude of clouds1350

Content of presence opposing a way out1351

Kicking up the heels with peels and shouts1352

Aglow with hope of what the futures about1353

For if not here well then where1354

High among the stratosphere1355

Land of wings and silver lined stairs1356

Dashing heroes on galloping mares1357

Occasionally inclined to dream out loud1358

Mastering control among the crowds1359

For many unwise to dare arouse1360

One day I'll resign to stepping down1361

from the clouds1362

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Park Day1364

by Cabaret on Mar 06 1365

It's that feeling...1366

of having the sun rest on your face1367

that it closes your eyes but not in a painful way1368

Induced to sleep while nestled down in a lawn chair1369

Being shaded by the shadow of great Aunt standing there1370

I take a whiff and the mouth watering smells surround1371

everyone standing up and some closer to the ground1372

Relatives gather bragging about the dishes of tradition1373

Getting carried away and speaking loudly forgetting those listening1374

Children and babies running together spinning around in circles1375

resembling bright bouncy balloons prancing and perky1376

Filled with the giggles triggering a mental snap shot1377

Moments to hang on to but hang on to them we cannot1378

When everyone's belly is full the festivities are not1379

completely done1380

The music is turned up and everyone dances their way1381

into more fun1382

But the picture that stays fixed and especially dear to hold1383

Is seeing Uncle Jay dancing with little Angela on her toes1384

While sitting and gazing as this special time comes to a close1385

Melancholy thoughts are suddenly halted by the abrupt1386

rush from the water hose. 1387

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Soon1389

by Cabaret on Mar 06 1390

Dreariness wore her like a cape1391

Wearily she consented to donning this piece1392

By grace some force held her fragile frame steady1393

Of where it comes from she doesn't know1394

Mustering courage the silence was broken1395

She struggled with bravery over and over1396

Vague is the memory of her walking away from him1397

Finally, she found the place in herself1398

the final straw with him and his impositions1399

Before she knew it the words sprung forth1400

Her heart beat fervently shaking her foundation1401

Coaxing the pain to refrain from stalling1402

She can began seeing past her mirky vision1403

Coddling herself a little she folds into1404

herself tightly cognizant it's too late1405

to recant her steps but not really wanting to1406

She had suffered enough denying herself1407

to fulfill him1408

Locking herself into a different kind of abuse1409

Creating the need for her own crutches1410

She has to take baby steps1411

Making it slowly back to her feet1412

He didn't want to see her walk instead1413

he would rather see her crawl1414

looking down on her while she begged1415

for his hand and smirking when she cried1416

May he pay for not seeing that1417

all she wanted was to love him1418

see him succeed1419

It's over and she can receive healing1420

and recover1421

She could purge and cleanse herself1422

The self enforcing chant used in the1423

private gray setting of her recesses1424

will stop. The road has been1425

traveled and she doesn't have to hear herself1426

repeating1427

I'll be finished with being hurt...1428

One day...1429

Soon 1430

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Spring Kiss1432

by Cabaret on Mar 06 1433

Sad faces are reluctant before flowers1434

Flowers wave then bow ahead of a playful1435

strip tease1436

Opening up their fragrant coats to show1437

a little shoulder1438

Nightfall comes and they fold them back1439

over until the daybreak summons the next1440

performance1441

Sadness is powerless against the sun1442

running along with it's shadow until it1443

is turning somersault's and skipping rope1444

with kudzu vines1445

Signaling a time when lemonade is sipped1446

with the warm hug of the mild heat clear1447

into the summer1448

Sad feelings are washed away in April1449

showers. The rains cleanse and rejuvenate1450

dissipating hurtful footprints1451

Encouraging a deep inhale and exhale of1452

seasonal bliss1453

Heaven gives nature a wet one turning the1454

position of frowns into smiles lasting the1455

duration of a spring kiss1456