Shared

Shared a dance.
Shared a song.
Shared a walk.
Somewhere along

A windy pier
By a bay.
Uttered words.
So much to say.

Shared a laugh.
Shared a story.
Shared a kiss.
A night of glory.

Shared a moment
Shared a fear.
Shared a secret.
Shed a tear

For now you’ve gone
Another place
Still I long
For your embrace

Autumn leafs, they amaze
Winter winds soon arise
Grant me please, one more gaze
Into mossy-green tinted eyes.

Shared so much
And yet so little.
Your life remains
A constant riddle.

It's Your Fault I Fell in Love with You

They say when people fall in love,
No one is to blame.
They say when two hearts intermingle,
Nothing stays the same.

The world is viewed
From rose colored glasses,
And time apart
Runs like chilled molasses.

Nothing that friends say
Ever make it through
Because when you’re in love,
Only one thing matters -me with you.

But there’s something else at work here,
They never talk about,
And that’s when one falls away,
The other one must go without.

It’s your fault,
I fell in love with you.
It’s your fault,
Now whatcha gonna do?

It’s your fault you made me fall in love,
You’re the one I blame.
You’re the one, who took my heart,
The one driving me insane.

It’s your fault,
Made me wear these silly glasses.
And you’re the one
Who turned my legs into molasses.

It’s your fault,
Whatcha gonna do?
You made me fall in love,
So in love with you.

never need nobody

I’ve been looking around
All over the town
At the places, you used to be

Got a call in the early morning
Heard that you were busy
With work and family

Remember the days
Though they now seem a haze
When neither meant much to you

Said you’d never love nobody
And never need nobody
And now you do

I know that you lived
Yes, really lived
Before someone like me

Never knew
What you went through
And I know we can not speak

But you gotta know
That I wanna show
just how much you still mean

Even though you
Said you’d never love nobody
And never need nobody
And now you do

You never measure
when you cook
or when you live your life

And I always treasured
how you took
the risks to end some strife

And even now, though the time has past
The past is not where I want you

But you’re practically wed,
If just in your head.
Soon to be whisked away

So I gotta stand tall
wish the best for you all
Nothing else I can say, ‘cept

Said you’d never love nobody
And never need nobody
And now you do
It sure seems that you do

Oh and I bet, though wager, no
There will be a majordomo
in your life.

You’ll be a socialite
Spending every night
Dressed in ball gowns and dance in sand

Maybe send me an invitation
One of these days, so I can once again
hold on to your hand

I remember when you turned to me and
Said you’d never love nobody
And never need nobody
And now you do
Yes, now you do

The Man in the Three Piece Suit

Telephone rings
But she can’t answer it.
Another day begins
sorting clothes that don’t fit.

The door still sticks
And the hinges still squeak.
There’s cat litter in the hall
But there’s no time to sweep.

Kettle screams
in spits of fury.
Needs to check her eyes,
They still seem blurry.

Because she keeps seeing him
With every turn she takes.
Spends happy hours wearing
a smile she fakes.

Wishes she didn’t feel
the things she did feel
She’s still driving, but he took her heart
along with the wheel.

Crashing into bushes,
or carts full of fruit.
Rescued by a stranger
in a three piece suit.

Magic in his touch.
Sparkle in his eyes.
Charming smile.
She wonders if this is the guy.

Lunchtime hour
comes and goes.
Hates the flu season
and her runny nose.

Friends invite her to
the football game
Even though they know
she thinks the team is lame.

All the time that she’s there
she doesn’t root.
Just keeps on dreaming ‘bout
the guy in the three piece suit.

Late a night she still sits
in front of the computer screen.
Curled up tight in her jammies
with a container of ice cream.

Surfs some sites
just to see what to see.
Tries to distract herself
from other memories.

Starts a chat with a fella
named 212Boot.
He seems clever, just wished
it were the man in the three piece suit.

Slumber enters and
soon she succumbs
Hits the pillow
well after three ones.

Dreams of cites,
green and alive.
Walks to a subway
where people go and arrive.

Hears some music
airy and sweet.
Lulls her down the stairway,
so light on her feet.

No mistaking,
the sound’s from a flute.
And the guy who’s playing
is the man in the three piece suit.

She runs to him
as a train whooshes by.
Wakes with the alarm
and another morning sigh.

Telephone rings
But she can’t answer it.
Another day begins
sorting clothes that don’t seem to fit.

Bedtime Stories

He longed to read her bedtime stories;
not of pigs and wolves
or kings and queens;
but of lovers who've never met.

He tread across sandy beaches
searching for conclusions
to unwritten scenes
with this woman he'd never get.

"One day I will see you," he said
"with my own eyes, not some visions in my mind."
He didn't need dragons flying above his head.
No need for knights on stallions, no pot of gold to find.


Fantasies, all of them;
and all of them she's read.
None could match her fantasy
of his warmth nestled in her bed.

She strolled through city parks
where little children sang
and wondered if she'd ever meet him,
and if so, would she ever be the same.

"One day I will see you," she said
"with my own eyes, not some visions in my mind."
She returned to her fables -a different type of lie instead,
and longed for bedtime stories told by a gentle man so kind.

The Distancing

He told her he only wanted her happiness
But his actions betrayed his words.
He couldn’t stand her away from him.
She had migrated, like the birds.

She was now the princess
Of another distant land.
Each evening offering her glove
to be held in her new prince’s hand.

He wondered of her safety.
Her health, her goals and dreams.
He tossed away his silly poems
That had consumed paper by the reams.

He scoured for pictures
A hint, some trace.
Scraps of memories
In an attempt to recall her face.

He could hear her voice
Deep within his head.
It was fading slowly
As was the things she had said.

Like water and wind
To the cliffs nearby,
Images of her were eroding
And he felt the urge to cry.

So many times, they said farewell
But the parting would never last.
This time, there was no goodbye
But she was filling more of his past.

Forbidden
and forlorn.
Forgotten
but not in scorn.

Another dance among the clouds
All realities suspended.
Another gaze to recreate the distant past,
What may be and all that has finally ended.