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I

THERE'S SOMETHING IN THE FUTURE, THAT I HATE TO SEE
OH IF I, COULD ONLY STOP THE TIME
IF I, COULD ONLY READ YOUR MIND
HONESTLY, I'M AFRAID GIRL

II

THERE'S SOMETHING IN THE WIND, THAT I HATE TO FEEL
OH IF I, COULD ONLY CHANGE YOUR MIND
IF I, COULD ONLY LEARN TO FIGHT
GIRL WE DON'T HAVE TO SAY GOODBYE

...chorus...

I LOVE YOU... YOU KNOW
I WANT YOU IN MY LIFE
I LOVE YOU... YOU KNOW
I WANT YOU FOREVER BY MY SIDE
IF ONLY I COULD GIRL

III

THERE'S SOMETHING IN MY EYES THAT I CAN'T HIDE
GIRL I, CAN'T STOP THE RAIN IN THE SKY
GIRL I, CAN'T STOP THE PAIN INSIDE
I WANT YOU TO KNOW GIRL

...chorus 2...

I LOVE YOU... YOU KNOW
KEPT THIS WORDS OF MINE
I LOVE YOU... YOU KNOW
I CAN WAIT FOR THE RIGHT TIME
I PROMISE YOU GIRL


I LOVE YOU... YOU KNOW
I LOVE YOU... YOU KNOW


Written: April, 2002

Myrsterious Aries
Song Lyric that I dedicated to someone then... For a girl name JHACK...
 Oct 2015 Brandon Cook
Laurent
In this night you sink,
You wait for an answer,
which will not come any more.
How far are you gonna take
this strange carousel,
You turn around aimlessly.
Love is a spell,
created by mortals,
Don't forget,
You are alive.
And It is time to shine.
WHEN DID YOU START TELLING YOURSELF IT IS TOO LATE TO MAKE A DIFFERENCE....OR LET SOMEONE ELSE TELL YOU IT WAS...DO YOU HAVE A DREAM...A CAUSE...SOMETHING THAT MEANS SOMETHING TO YOU
There is something in the air
not sparkles and raindrops
or magic dust from a fairy.
No we are not in dreamland
or some distant fairy quarters.
We are in the world of love
where knees knock in time
to the beating heart.
Where there is a song in your head
a sweet song of happiness and joy.
There is a dampness rising from the
palm of your hand
and butterflies are gathering in the
pit of your deeper stomach.
Why?
Because of love.
Because you have met the partner
of your dreams.
Time is on a ledge in the sand timer
the hands of the clock are motionless
the earth has had orders to stand still
for one brief moment. And then it happens.
You fall in love.
The ledge tips to allow the sand to fall with glee
The hands on the clock applaud you
and the earth sighs a sigh of relief.
Well your heart is doing a slow waltz
whizzing your blood around with a slow glow.
And your face, it is shining and you have a smile
just like the Cheshire Cat from Alice in Wonderland
because that is where you are:  Wonderland.
 Oct 2015 Brandon Cook
Rapunzoll
i still remember the nights
spent tracing her lips, looking
for meaning in their cracks.

(shrunken spines, curling
lips and cosmic eyes.)


she'd kiss away my fears,
paint them black and blue,
distorting memories until
they became meaningless
lies dripping so easily off
her tongue that i'd soon begin
to mistake them for truths

(shrunken spines, curling
lips and cosmic eyes.)


Untouchable, she was the
kind of beauty to keep you
transfixed, swirling skies,
killing time, the crescendo
building up in your head
until everything just
suddenly
               goes
                       blank.

she was shrunken spines,
curling lips and cosmic eyes

i loved her, i hated her,
i still wish i could see her
without the memories
lying breathless,
clouding my gaze.
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 Oct 2015 Brandon Cook
Rapunzoll
she slides her slender
white fingers down the
branches of his spine

her eyes melted like
glaciers and lips as soft
as freshly fallen snow

skin lustful, but heart
unforgiving, exhaling
his every intention

she is autumn in his
palms, her trees bare,
the leaves rust fallen

flashing indifference,
thoughts plucked in
shades of violent rose
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I feel the passion smoldering my vision;

I am enraptured by your earthly eyes,

And your delicate, bare skin against mine

Is the ultimate nirvana; it's an addiction.

My skin crawls where you have touched;

My neurons detonate, triggered by your voice.

I'm infatuated with the high of desire.
If my heart was a flower,
Would you not pluck me?
If my hair was a meadow,
Would you nae huddle me?
If my hands wanted yours,
Would you not hold mine?
If my lips were cloudburst,
Would mine quench thirst?
If my dress danced windily,
Would you nae haply join in?
If my eyes were pearl oysters,
Would you freshly shuck me?
If my skin were of the Selkies,'
Would you offer me nae seas?
 Oct 2015 Brandon Cook
Pax

I sit alone as if I am fading
Invisible in the ashen fields.
My heart longs to be somewhere
to where I see myself
Clear as the new day
True to oneself’s beauty
Away from the toxicity of people’s opinion
Or as far away from my own shadow of doubt.

I sit alone & not running anymore.
Losing strength as the wind passes by
Losing a bit of my edge in this unreasonable persona, I face.
Yet I never give a **** as long as I kept on going
Reaching for something Unreachable,
I can only hope…

I want to feel the life of someone’s at arm’s reach
to feel that I am alive
I missed you.

this feels like a follow-up on my 'ashen gray' piece:
http://hellopoetry.com/poem/298918/ashen-gray/
though it is much more in a different road,
a road that i am longing to have..
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