“you have me, on the rocks” 8/4/2018
the ice melts, so suddenly
your eyes melt me, so subtlety
your voice, a symphony
the words – no matter
composed
of such sweet notes
the nectar of honey bees
the sound hones
the buzz slides across my lobes
dance me in a daze
and I look lock gaze
the fierce fire
of your eyes
burns me alive
notes… is there a person, that one, that can just melt you with their eyes? put you under that spell? that you just connect? I guess I should consider myself lucky that I did have that once for some years, and perhaps look forward to it again should fate shine her little light onto my tiny patch I’ve carved out of the universe’s darkness whole, I can only hope because the alternative is definitely not of hope. I posted a word with “middle english” origins because… some of my favorite works are of the time. Specifically I am referencing two things Heloise and Abelard and also Alexander Pope (I won’t say he is a hero of mine, who knows such things, but an inspiration ? and a fantastic poet ? yep). Note the last line of Pope’s poem (sheer brilliance imo):
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- Such if there be, who love so long, so well,
- Let him our sad, our tender story tell;
- The well-sung woes will soothe my pensive ghost;
- He best can paint them who can feel them most.
music… yeah, I am big on the music, I am so…. currently obsessed with Anna Murphy, so this song fits…
her vocals are transcendent, it really makes you believe as an artist that talent is out there stalking and taking down prey (for all of us to consume)… all for us to enjoy, so go out there and look for it… additionally I am always looking for new music, so if ya got something ! tell me dammit! I only have so many hours of so many days to search on my own, while I am a great excavator a little help is always appreciated my friends ! Be well all!
Shades of My Garden 