Unable To Say

Unable To Say

Just for a second
uncommonly sweet
like cool air from winter
in hot August heat
each breath is a memory
to file away
with captions of words
I'm unable to say...

how did you learn
with a shake of your hair
to weaken my knees
as I'm gasping for air
a smile straight from heaven
to brighten the day
you fill me with hopes
I'm unable to say...

I've wished all my life
for my dreams to come true
I know it could happen
when I gaze at you
there's love in my heart
that's just wasting away
tied up with the words
I'm unable to say...

let me look in your eyes
as I search for a way...

:gm

Ever, Ever Golden

Ever, Ever Golden


gypsy flavored lady..
finger painting
wishes
on the windows
of my
soul

ever, ever golden...

walking barefoot
I can hear you

breathing spring
into winter

yes
I want you...

but I want us

more...

:gm

Cracks

Cracks

farther than sight and sound
will reach,
dreams love…

through forests of discontent
and rivers of moments spent
in tears

still, hope remains
whistling over the hills
through the cracks of
stone-walled tomorrows
content in the knowing…
it’s always Spring somewhere…


:gm

And You.....

And You.....

endless whispers
of rain-scented evenings
and parties for two
with half-planned endings

....and you

time ticks away
yet, desires remain
with eyes in my mirror
that question the reasons
for mornings
I wake up alone

if passion has purpose
and hearts speak in tongues
then, I'll wait by the window
with a big pot of coffee
for love's ...
sweet translation...

and you...

:gm

Dockside Documentary

( actual view from my window, Lake Lanier Ga )

Dockside Documentary

It's another perfect morning
just to know I still exist
as the sun breaks through the distance
burning off the morning mist
I breathe in the salty fragrance
letting feelings just unroll
in my dockside documentary
of the feelings in my soul

I'm in tune with Mother Nature
always bowing with respect
to the colors of her rainbows
and the moods she'll interject
running out my simple fingers
with a human point of view
in my dockside documentary
filled with dreams of loving you

understand for just a minute
we may never understand
why the path of simple freedom
never winds the way we plan
but I'm thankful for the moments
when you hold me in your heart
in my dockside documentary
it's the perfect place to start

:gm

Chance Of Goodbye

Chance Of Goodbye

Gray, misty morning
so clammy and cool
nobody wants to be
love’s broken fool
standing with honor
with head held up high
secretly fearing
the chance of goodbye

sand in my pockets
and waves on my feet
needing the sun
who’s conceding defeat
nothing is warm
when you’re gone from my view
never quite sure
if it’s that way for you

I’ll keep our hearts
in this castle I’ve made
and fight for our love
when the others invade
tell me it’s us, princess
tell me it’s true
I’m so alone in the dark
here with you...

:gm

Faces In The Crowd

Faces In The Crowd

Five foot two, and eyes of blue
but no one’s sure if love is true
we learn the steps and do the dance
and make it real, with half a chance
to feel the spark, and shout out loud
to lonely faces in the crowd...

now, you have dreams and so do I
we wish upon a starlit sky
and fill our minds with fairy tales
and close our eyes, when all else fails
we nurse our scars, and show them proud
to lonely faces in the crowd...

to trust another with your heart
and feel the bond, when you’re apart
the gentle sound, when souls collide
and reminisce of nights they cried
with angels smiling from the clouds
two lonely faces in the crowd...

:gm