As a ROMANTIC, ladies, I used to feel just swell,
But now, to tell the truth, I simply feel like hell.
Every line tried and true, she already seems to know,
And now I know, t’is open season on this Romeo!
Grandpa, you are above us,
Over the sofa.
And when I move,
Your eyes seem to follow..
You are my firefly,
Amid the others.
Your cool light beckons me.
Little third world girl,
The bones and skin of you
Lie dying in the dust
Even the whisper of a wind
Will woo these wind-catchers
To creak and groan, round and round,
Moaning above tulips, red and yellow.
Ever was there wind upon this world
whispering sweet or surging savage,
streaming high, or howling low,
over oceans and rivers
When the lake holds the sky and trees
rippling magically in autumn breeze
like a pallet holding and blending
I want to swim with you at midnight,
In the dark of the salty sea,
I want to love you in the moonlight
It’s time you came to me.