I’ve never been on a beach at midnight,
while watching the waves caress the shoreline.
I’ve never slept in penthouse splendor,
next to a man who didn’t hurt my heart.
I’ve never once danced to an old school classic.,
with my arms wrapped around the man I love.
I’ve yet to sail  the Amazon Basin,
and watched in wonderment as God’s  beautiful
creatures ran wild and free through the
I’ve never been on a beach at midnight,
while watching the waves caress the shoreline.
I’ve never slept in penthouse splendor,
next to a man who didn’t hurt my heart.
I’ve never once danced to an old school classic.,
with my arms wrapped around the man I love.
I’ve yet to sail  the Amazon Basin,
and watched in wonderment as God’s  beautiful
creatures ran wild and free through the
Serengeti.

Cats have dreams, or so it seems
Their paws move like Mike Andretti
Chase laser beams on carpet seams,
Or dangling strings of spaghetti
Perhaps they recall catching some small
prey on the ancient Serengeti
And then just doze in a treetop repose
"I'll just snooze until they pet me!"

The lowly amber circles attune
on the savanna grass of Serengeti
as the glow penetrates our tent
where the hungry hyenas nudge

At the dawn of four thirty
when dew recollects on the green
and the lioness pawn are grounded
at the lawn where we once laid

You are possessive and protective
rejective and a handsome danger
hypnotized by spells of the acacia trees
dancing under the thousand stars

As I unlearn the memoirs of the past
within the decorative adventures
where the world was ours to hold
in shades of deep blue and reds  

Float baby, stow on the highways
where we changed to hues of black
with beautiful stacked memories
in the wild chasing the leopards

Flow baby, stroll on the railways
where we felt a million tunes
tracking hunts and ******* rants
cautious of the predatory play

Fight baby, sew the sutured heart
where once a love was a lullaby
at the drop of the Kilimanjaro
unfreed from all the carry-ons