It is a good day when I find you in my mind
It is a bad day when you have been there too long
Right or wrong, you are ... unfinished song.
You are constantly in my heart
Yet music from the other side
Keeps the real from being you.
Images stay in my heart and in my head
You are part of me yet I am puzzled why you stay.
The band leaves and
you reach to me from an empty stage
My heart soars
But, then you go away!
Time goes by and I don't think of you at all
Then suddenly there you are:
A poster on a city wall
A song you've sung
A dance routine I see someone do.
An Asian woman wearing blue--
Your picture in a magazine
Snuggling couples on the Bart Train
And then I have a good day
and a bad day
as I revisit my unfinished song.
Dancing to the crowds' music
I ask for a moonlight walk with you,
Real that never is.
I know I cannot control my loving you
and
I believe loving you is not wrong
and I know
Loving you may be my detour---
Loving you, my muse, is my unfinished song.
you are always my favorite surprise,
and
Loving you sometimes has taken my breath away
Love is surprises and that is but its way--
I ask myself,
"Will you ever come?
And will you ever go?"
And, then I realize ...
the rest of my song
is only for God to hear
for
it disappears all on its own
into Country music that plays loudly on the other side.
(Nov. 15th, 2010. Recently during meditations, thinking about Spirit Guides, sitting on my bed just before putting myself down for the night, I happened to look up behind my right shoulder where my muses' picture hangs high on the wall--I try not to focus on it frequently now. Wow! the energy that beamed down on me from that picture had me exclaiming outloud and almost knocked me off the bed. Now I am thinking about you, her, more again. And, the picture is dusted off and clean. Further, I have worked a lot recently on this poem. However, I have decided not to include most of the new stuff here; so, if anyone has a commercial lyrical interest in it, please contact Kamaroh.)
