Monday, April 25, 2011
Loneliness . . .
Not having, is a punishment for wanting,
and wanting you . . .
Your eyelashes flutter
against your cheeks
like the little birds in
the sand pit . . .
You watch them all the time
You know . .. those little dusty grey
birds with their hearts on their shoulders . .
They get lice in the summer
and those dust baths always
feel so good . . . but how would I know?
I only know this . . .
that even if I were in a crowd
of adoring fans . . .
thousands . .
no . . . let's say millions . .
all gazing up at me
with rapturous eyes . . .
hands raised in esteem and love
I will feel like the loneliest soul in
the world
but for you . . .
If we need but
one to love us
Then why do we
keep seeking more
fame,
more love . .
more acceptance,
it is like a deep
hungry, gnawing
in us . . do we all feel this way?
Or is it just me?
Look at me my love . .
Open your eyes . .
Ah - I see a glint
of your hazel eyes
and a slow smile . .
I see my look reflected there . ..
and I know
I am not alone
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I don't know where this guy gets all the energy to produce so much music . . . but I always enjoy this lounge type jazzy music and the vocals are always very good quality. Not one song has ever missed the mark with me . . . and often I find some interesting sounds to perk up my listening pleasure . . . He also has tons of other stuff under different artist names and I haven't been able to make a correct count of all his albums . . . Excellent listening . . . thank you for sharing your music!
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Labels:
EIVISSA SALINAS feat. DJ HSERES,
Jamendo,
music,
music review,
photo,
poem
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