Sunday, June 13, 2010

That Night At Mondays - From the unpublished files of The Alpha Male


I’ve got no more time for lonely nights
And days filled with uncertainty
Cause I’m free now
And it’s time to roam

Time to roam through the jasmine
scented meadows of my mind
all fresh and new

No more baggage to carry
no more ties that bind
the weight has lifted
and I think I’m ready

Ready to welcome someone
back into my heart
Someone real this time

I hope, I wish and I pray

So while seeking solstice
I picked 4 Dandelions
1 orchid and 3 daisies.

From the daisies I pluck each petal
She loves me
She loves me not
She loves me
She loves me not
She lov….

Then the wind came …blew it all away
I begin again
Plucking the delicate pallid flesh

She loves me
She loves me not
She loves me
She loves me not
She loves me
She…..

The wind came again dashing my hopes

So taking the dandies in hand
Tying them together with daisy stems
Giving a gentle kiss….. then woosh….
I send them aloft

And oh how they fly
Like a winter’s first flurries
Flawless and new
Each carrying with it a special wish

And maybe, just maybe
One of those wishes may have come true
Or so I thought

Cause when you walked in the room
Time seems to stand still and in an instant
All eyes were on you

Every brotha’s head in the room turned
And some of the ladies’ did too
I took a pause and dropped everything
So I could take you all in

One minute I was in a smoke filled haze
With clouds of ebony and ash wafting about
Then came you

Like a break in the clouds
You burst through
Piercing the darkness
Like a ribbons of sunshine
Doing loop-d-loops through my azure sky

You moved with the grace of and eagle
And the ease of a whisper
So elegant..so lovely
As if surfing the clouds creating radiant waves

From across the room, I wanted to stare
But I caught myself. I wasn’t ready to let you know
how much I was diggn’ you.

Cause I was…Diggin’ you.

As sounds blaze from an acoustic guitar
I’m drenched by the moment and
I cannot help but think about
What it would be like to kiss you

The way your lips looked
as you pressed them to the glass
Made me jealous.

as you sipped the sauce
and gently crunched ice
Slowly rolling it around your mouth
Balancing it on you tongue

Made me wish I were in that glass
Or wish I were the glass
So you could bring me in
and taste me

So you could bring me in
roll me around on your tongue
and press your lips against me

So you could bring me in
gently sliding down
leisurely coating your cords
quenching that thirst

And I don’t mean to embarrass you……

But, I’ve wanted you the moment 
I laid eyes on you.
Since first sight so beautiful….
you are..so beautiful that
I almost cried.

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