Tenderness falls from the summer night skies
Filling our room with gentle soft sighs
Feel me my lover Hold onto me tight
Shelter us both all through the night.

Tenderness overflows all through the heart
Etching a promise we two will not part
Hold me forever with your glitter ball eyes
For love like ours only grows never dies

Touch me. In the night
Like starlight lights the room.
Softly as their light
Falls upon us in its bloom

Touch me in the night
As the starlight sparkles
the darkened hours
Softly with its breath as
it submits to its gentle powers.

Touch me in the night
As a spark lights raging fires
Burning tender in passions bright
Smolder me in sweet desires.

Hold me close so all is right
Touch me in the night

There's a time of reflection of memories that hide.
We were drenched in youth and passion back then.
She was all the poems that ever were scribed
her steel grey eyes show  all the love that has died

We were drenched in youth and passion back then.
In time all raging fires will smolder and glow
her steel grey eyes show all the love that has died
nights are a place where lost  hours go

In time all raging fires will smolder and glow
Ghost haunt the soul that's as cold as the snow
nights are a place where lost hours go
There's a time when you learn all that you know

Ghost haunt the soul that's as cold as the snow
Are shadows just memories that won't go away?
.There's a time when you learn all that you know
Regrets are a meal that is  eaten so slow

Are shadows just memories that won't go away
Loves now a poet that loses all rhyme
Regrets are a meal that is eaten so slow
memories leave scars that can't fade with time

at the edge of the ocean,
evening breezes.
cool the  memory of your love
I still see it
burning in its early passions.

The night breeze
softly sings love song's
As the wavelets
break over my bare feet
In the distance in the night
Someone is playing Bolero on a flute.

I can feel their fingers on my heart
The salty air purifying my senses
breaking into old lost memories
of lovers past..

In the distance in the night
Someone is playing Bolero on a flute.
Note by note touching my soul
I feel my passions
Smoldering red and on fire.

I need the sultry air
to drown my needs.
to bring solace to my heart
Reflections of moon and starlight
dance upon on the waves.
In the distance
Someone is playing bolero on a flute.
And tears are forming in my eyes.

Now uneasy at this intrusion
but spellbound
It is so beautiful deep and passionate.
In the distance on this summer night
Someone is playing Bolero on a flute
And my soul is aching

Color me in hues of loneliness
as the tangled clematis vine
withers and dies
from the autumn shine.

Color me in the sound of emptiness
wishing to hear the night birds song
and the rustling of falling leaves
in a night that is too long

Color me in a haunting sea mist with the cry
of the gull over silvered waves.
and whispers of lovers
on forgotten graves.

Color me in burning fires that smolder
as cruel desires once again call her near
Echoing her tiny moaning passions
whispering in my ear

The ghost are everywhere.
I see them under the trees.
In gardens and ice cream parlors.
Standing by market stalls
In the village square.
Going home
to England
after all the passing years.
It is a haunted place

Yet it will always  be home.
The small English town
Lichen covered
sandstone everywhere.

Even the cobbled streets remain.
Shining wet in the ever present rain.
Between the faded
Old fashioned shops
lost in time.
On either side
Of the unchanged street.

A church clock strikes three.
As children jump from
The school steps
Like  souls joyfully
returning to heaven.

I see a boy with his scruffy dog.
They are happier than billionaires.
The dog reminds me of my boyhood pet.
A scruffy mongrel running happily
with an even scruffier boy.

It is only another ghost.
But I think it is me.

A broken soul in your eyes I see
A caged bird weeping to be free
Falsehoods smiling upon thin lips
Hiding sorrow inside a hearts eclipse
A beauty that defies my rhyme
Shadows of love long lost in time