voodoo eyes chant softly to my soul
the magic spells that bind me to this fate
still under her enchantment, i am caught
within her web of silk-spun trappings...
voodoo eyes chant softly to my soul
the magic spells that bind me to this fate
still under her enchantment, i am caught
within her web of silk-spun trappings...
behind dark glasses lie the outlines of her eyes;
echoing in my ears her voice like gentle rain
thoughts unbidden race into my waking mind
hovering there, just within my grasp.
be gentle with my heart, it is a delicate thing
like snowflakes in your palm it melts
like butter over the fire
of your love.
i climb you like rapunzel, clinging madly to my memories,
scaling so far up above the daily drudge i feel i could not
find myself among those disappointing places again,
head and heart and soul unblinking towards the sky.
brown speckles cover such a tiny space
darting across the red brick, i see a
wind-driven blur of mottled green and
lose him in the spikes of the palm frond
how i long to kiss her slowly, to feel
the lightning strike me as her lips fall
onto mine, her cheek so soft beneath
these fingers held like feathers on her skin;
how i dream of how her hands might
find me helpless in their grasp, falling
faster still like shooting stars i streak
across the moonlit sky to her.
there is no rush of movement in my steps,
no need to make this journey overnight, or force
some fast conclusion. this is sweet, like candy
for my soul, a voyage through an undiscovered
land of warmth and beauty i have never
seen before, and every step i take along
this path i watch in patient admiration
of the tremors rippling through my soul.
my mind seduced by curve of lip
and i am bare beneath her constant gaze;
warm waves of slow desire wash over me
in thinly veiled visions of a kiss
and then the world exploded through
my veins to feel her skin hot under my
fumbling touch, her hand on mine
still branded there i feel it now
i want to sit beside her, listening to
the symphony in her voice, lost among
the oceans of her eyes, travelling on the
coattails of her mind to find her
i swear my skin still tingles from her touch,
still sizzles where my fingertips brushed light
upon her back; my lips still long to be
so close to a prelude to her kiss.
next to you, next to me we sit together
oh so close so much more than i thought i could be to you
in arms you lie that dream of this, in lips you trust that speak of this.
i wish.
and next to you, next to me is all of life forever.
so right so pure so much more than i thought i could be for you
in hands you give your faith in this, in eyes you live my dream of this.
i wish.
next to you next to him you sit together.
oh so close so much more than i hoped it all would be.
in arms you lie that shelter you, in lips you live that worship you.
but still i wish.
whispers in my ear from waves
i cannot see or feel, her voice is
frigid water on my skin awakening
me and petrifying me, struck dumb
and dreaming by soft sweet words
from somewhere else- but o! so close
to this heart she strikes with each
gentle laugh and smile i can feel in
she is warm october dusk, her sky
a brilliant bonfire: orange-red the
sunset, yellow-blue to black the twilight.
i am the full moon there on her horizon
i am watching her in all her glory
seeing in unfiltered beauty
i am lifted in her presence and i rise
and i am lost in her
retreat.
nervous, i am fumbling in her presence
juggling words that want to stumble
and eyes that left alone will linger
on her uninterrupted, pleasantly in shock.
walking on this tightrope wearing clown shoes
and wings that cannot fly i am reminded
of my balance as i tread with gentle steps
this razor-thin path laid out before me,
eyes refusing to look below at empty air beneath me
willing myself on across this wire, no safe place
for me to fall except into her waiting arms
soft like light, she takes my hand
and i have no objection
looking out to where she stands
i see my soul's reflection
gentle beauty, eyes of fire
rain down their power upon me
i am lost in soft desire
so sweet and suddenly
still now, i swear, her touch i feel
my body held in her arms
heart held out for her to steal
a victim of her charms
how am i to hold these thoughts within,
deep inside where they can find no way
to find their way onto this page?
it is the sun i wish to stop from shining,
or the ocean waves from coming in to shore;
it is the wind i wish to keep from blowing,
and the world i seek to stop upon its axis.
i should create worlds from out my fingertips
before these dreams will be silenced.
eyes wide open, taking me in,
her soft smile smoldering
ashes, stoking the fires in my heart
i am self-conscious of my every
breath before this angel, hands
and eyes and pulse alive with her
in her arms again, such sweet surrender
humbles me, and all my fevered
dreams turn suddenly to her lips.
i came so close to
(nirvana)
her today i could feel her
aura on my skin.
(sweet sweet sunshine on my skin)
and (o god) in my hand two
simple tokens speaking to my soul
(sunshine on my soul o my soul)
and yes yes o yes it is my heart in her hands
(brave little purple heart held in her hand).
i came so close to nirvana today
that i did not know the difference...
in solitude, i sit here waiting
for her, watching every shadow
to see if her form will follow it;
each time i raise my eyes to see,
i see her there behind the lenses
of my mind and smile at strangers.
such a strong desire to feel her
eyes upon me, i am weak with how
it felt to hold her, weak with thoughts
of holding her again, drunk on the rising
tide of feelings coursing through my soul.
but o! the sparks have caught a fire
deep inside me, licking orange flames
dancing in my mind and in my eyes
with every thought of her held close to me
here beneath the soft caribbean stars.
take a chance and tell me all the things you want to say
i swear i'll listen close until you're through
and when your lips no longer speak, sit back, and i'll begin
to tell you everything i wish for you
i don't know why i dream of you, or why i can't forget
the way i feel to think of hands at play
but i know how your words send shivers running down my spine
and how your presence takes my breath away
i try to feel your fingertips like silk against my skin
an angel's touch, wrapped warm in perfume light
and in this fantasy, i sleep with arms that know your curves
and spend each heartbeat next to you held tight
still each day comes and passes by, no different than the last
hope still in sight, the road no end to see
dreams may come and go, some leave their marks to last forever
blind in passion, bound by ecstasy.
sweet dreams come to call each night
of you beneath my touch
eyes lit up by candlelight
their power all too much
sweet dreams come to me each night
of you held in my arms
the world fades out while hands hold tight
kept safe from any harm
and in my grasp, your body moves
breathes softly, sleeping sound
my fingers find a heart that soothes
the soul with comfort found
but should you stir within these walls
and reach out unaware
sweet dreams to you would gently call
and find me waiting there
in your eyes lie dreams i have of you
open waves of sunfire crash my soul
into the oblivion of my desire
enveloped by my dreams of you
skin soft beneath lips on fire with passion
warm with kisses left from neck to calf
i cover every inch of your bare body
with my hungry open hands to know
i see your open mouth asking for me
needing me to come to you, to hold you
close and have you in these arms
where we are safe in worlds we know well
so take me then into your heart
where you are open like the flowers that i pick
for you, where the memories of yesterday collide
with hopes of tomorrow's waking dreams
"...now the world comes clearly into my view, words muffled by the ears so unused to the clumsy language, tongue silent, no way to fashion meaning with it, but eyes wide open and capturing it all in time, a negative of my soul."
-Andrew Pifer
say then do you in this simple walk
tell me what to answer?
i see skies red-orange at dusk in
eyes that see me like you do.
say then if you mean to leave
let this be your answer...
walk slow with me, i need you
in this way i never knew.
and then, in dreams, come visions,
windows deep into your soul
like the storms of summer sprinting through the skies.
look fast and deep before you fall
or close your eyes and look away:
don't dream of me unless you have the heart
(because i do)