Tonight, we'll dance...

Tonight 
     we'll dance 
and we will see 
if we fit together 
-easily- 

What have you learned 
in your expensive classes 
What have I learned 
     on the cheap

can these two styles 
be combined 
to create 
a synchronous dance

I will put on my 
     worn dance shoes 
with the developing 
     hole in the toe
     and loose heel 

how many miles have they 
     gone so far 
-how many dances 
     they've done
-how many arms 
     i've been held in 

but tonight 
     it will be your arms 
     around me 

I'll try not to kick you 
     I promise you that 
I will balance 
     ever so lightly 
turn 
     ever so brightly 

I will bring what passion I can 
     to the Tango 

  

A Gemini Talks to Herself

You know how 
     you are 
you'll ruin it 
You ruin 
     everything-
                
                                    Yes, I know,
                                     but I could 
                                     fake it 
                                     for awhile 
                                     just to see 
                                     his smile 
                                     one more time 
                                     or
                                     more than once 
                                           maybe...

You haven't 
     got a clue 
what to do 

                                     True..
                                      but maybe 
                                      just relax 
                                      and let him 
                                            lead 

You can't relax 
You're scared 
     to death 
You're poised 
     to run 

                                      Run toward-
                                      or away 

far, far
     away 

                                       Yes, 
                                             Start to pack
                                        And 
                                              Don't look back 

                                        But what about 
                                        his touch 
  
                                         I must stay near 
                                               enough
                                         for his hand
                                               to reach 

                                         near enough to 
                                               see his eyes
                                         And hear his voice

Like that dog
with that Victrola?
Have a little 
     self respect-
Don't let your 
     guard down 
     so quickly 

                                          That guard 
                                                 has been dead 
                                                 a long time 
                                           R.I.P.
                                           I give it up 
                                                 to God 

Only 
     don't know 
Trust the 
     Tao... 
                                  
                                          

Sweet Suicide/Drowning in Honey

Sweet Suicide 

     -then this longing 

          for you 

Would be done 

     -One bullet 

          more or less 

          to the head 

Would kill the heart 

          as well 

Then this longing 

     for you 

     would be done 

This crazy love gone-

Things back to normal 

     again 

(but I'd be dead)

I hate you 

     for causing 

          This pain 

This heart writhing slowly 

     in its 

          opening 

I hate you for being 

     close to me 

For allowing 

     this love 

     to build 

Yell at me 

     shove me 

          away 

Do not say 

     such sweet things 

     as you do 

If you open 

     another damned 

          door 

     for me- 

I will scream 

I will fall 

     at your feet 

     and wail 

What black magic 

     is this 

     What Svengali

What Sorcerer's 

     Apprentice

are you?

To take this lonely 

     freedom 

and trap it 

and tame it 

I rebel 

I will not be caught 

    in this velvet net 

    I will resist it 

To drown in honey 

was not part 

     of my plan 

Damn you-

I cannot 

     run 

(and I wouldn't miss 

this - for the world)

Royal Baby

Dear Royal Baby
God and Goddess
     bless

What a life you will be
     born into
I truly
     wish you the
          best

The Pressures
     will be enormous
But your parents
     are good folks

People think it would be fun
     to be born
a royal princess
     or prince

-But it's a lot
     to give up
-never to walk
     on the beach
-on a whim

never to kiss ... him
     in the parking lot
of the grocery store
     with homeless people
watching

and what a kiss!

the fleeting pleasures
     of the
common folk
     you will
never know

-but you'll have
     other stuff
that you can do

stuff the rest of us
never could

everybody's different
everybody has their stuff

but just remember for me
     will you
that God/Goddess
     lives within

-has a home
     in the heart
of each one of us
     -Royalty
or common folk

The true and eternal Royalty
is this
the light, the bliss, the love
eternal

Really is-
within

rebound

You gotta get 'em 
     on the rebound 
When else,
     I ask, 
Are they 
     Available?
When else 
     are they 
          vulnerable?

           The Big Strong Men...

And as we get older, Yes. 
The field becomes 
     less and less 
They are not 
     thick on the ground 
Not so many "nice guys"
     around. 

So girls, 
     get out 
          your nets 
Get ready 
     and get set 

If you really want to 
     find one 
-A really nice and 
     kind one 

Don't be subtle 
     Don't be coy 
Get up, get out 
     to find the joy 

On the other hand, I'm sure...
They are a lot of trouble, 
     I've been told, 
Maybe better not-
     to be so bold 

And just calmly watch
     the rebound 
     flying past- 

Returning to the
     Zen-like life

With Flowers and Ferns 
     Watered 
          in turn... 

What Have I Done?

what have I done 
     this time... ?
I try to do things right 
but somehow lose sight 
somehow stumble out
run back in and try 
     again 

my friend says 
     "grow up"
but what about my dedication 
to Mr Pan and Never, Never Land ?

there are certain things 
that saved us 
growing up alone 
certain things that helped us 
     survive 
that troubled 
     time 

But now they expect me to 
     be 
     adult about it... 

Poo I say 
Begone 
Go Away 

and I have something 
else to say- 

The Tao 
that cannot be played with 
     is not the true 
     Tao     :)       . . .

Sweet torture, Blessed torment...

Sweet torture 
     Blessed torment 
The touch of his hand 
     The look, the smile 

Oh that smile-
     Driving the dagger
     Deeper-

Mercilessly-
     like the tide-
          like the moon,
               revolving-

larger - by far 
     
    than 
          
          I 
               am