Lesley Rautenbach

Lesley Rautenbach Dec 2012

It’s such a small and delicate thing,
That only time to a soul can bring,
It breaks so easily,
And yet is kept so greedily,

The slightest mis-touch its form will fracture,
And not many its form truly capture,
It forms so subtly between us all,
And when it’s broken it comes to a paining fall,

Once it is broken and harmed,
We cannot what we have disarmed.
We cannot restitch it,
Rebuild it,
Or refix it,

Though we can hide it away,
And pretend it still in our hearts lay,
But though others won’t know,
We know the darker seeds its lack does sow.

To think this abstract thing means so much,
Something to our hearts we clutch,
Like a delicate gem,
Trust so fragile, so small and yet so obtuse,
Trust so vulnerable to untruths,

We need you trust,
In a world so empty,
Where love is mistaken for lust,
And money is temptly,

We need you trust,
So dear and rare,
We need you trust,
In this world of no care.

Lesley Rautenbach Dec 2012

Rock n Roll My Heart

You’re bad for me,
They think I don’t know that,
But I am mad you see,
And their objections only my rebellion begat,

You’re a rock star in the making,
So Mr. Rock star stop hesitating,
And just rock n’ roll my heart,
Play on the strings and give its beat a kick start,

Come on Mr. Rock star,
And just rock n’ roll my heart,
Just play on this beating bleeding guitar,
I know dancing to your rhythm isn’t smart,

Because you’re my worst possibility,
With soon to have fan girls and teen boppers,
Only to provoke in me jealous hostility,
With you’re soon to be chart toppers,

But Mr. Rock Star in the making,
Come on and just rock n’ roll my heart,
It’ll one day soon be breaking,
When your attention does depart,

So Mr Rock star in the making,
We only have this moment for our taking,
Where by we may some feelings impart,
So Mr Rock star for now just Rock n’ Roll this heart.

Lesley Rautenbach Dec 2012

Pleading Blue Eyes

Pleading blue eyes,
Begging me to stay,
Begging blue eyes,
Plead me to please not turn away,

Pleading blue eyes,
That are filled with deceit and lies,
Begging blue eyes,
Still cheated no matter how this women cries,

Sorry blue eyes,
Despite other ties,
Implore on me them to forgive,
Only for all deceit again relive,

So pleading blue eyes,
Begging Blue eyes,
Now only so mournful of its ways,
By lust for others than his wife once sways,

Sorry blue eyes,
Will never change,
Sorry blue eyes,
Once I knew now strange,

Pleading blue eyes of a man I thought I knew,
Begging blue eyes of a cheater I had no clue,
Sorry blue eyes,
Beg me to reconsider with tears it cries,

I shut my green eyes,
I open tear stained eyes,
Tired, pained and sad,
To stay with one so unfaithful I would be mad,

Tired eyes look down on the familiar stranger,
With his familiar pleading blue eyes,
Tears I strain could me endanger,
So pleading blue eyes green eyes turn away from as we say our goodbyes,

Lesley Rautenbach Dec 2012

Naughty Blue Eyes

I can’t help how my cheeks do flare,
And my smile shrinks and shy’s,
When at me he stares,
With those naughty blue eyes,

Ice blue screams adventure in his heart,
Different shades where emotion lies,
Making me blush his untrained art,
With those naughty blue eyes,

Ice blue eyes have me intone,
I can’t help the butterflies,
From only he alone,
With those naughty blue eyes,

Ice blue eyes plead him wise,
He’s made me a klutz,
With those naughty blue eyes,

Naughty blue eyes,
That so my passion entice,
Naughty blue eyes,
You got me thinking twice,

Ice blue eyes that whispers depth,
Subtly watching me he tries,
He’s got me perplex,
With those naughty blue eyes.

Lesley Rautenbach Dec 2012

Mucho Man

Stop it!
Stop playing Mucho Man,
while you’re ahead just quit,
because over your testosterone levels I don’t give a ****!

Babe,
If you wore a pink shirt,
I’d still think you’re a man,
If you learnt to dance with me,
I’d still think you’re a man,

If you watched my favourite movie with me,
I’d still think you a man,
If you cried at the end,
Oh my sweetheart I’d still think you’re a man!

If you took my hand and drew me near,
Begged me to never leave you,
I’d think you a man,

If you couldn’t **** a spider,
I’d still think you a man,
If u hugged your mother and told her you loved her,
I’d still think you a man,

Because truth is baby,
You are a man,

If you pull my chair out for me
Or let me go in first,
I’d still think you a man,

If U wrestled with me and let me win,
Baby I’d think you a man,
If U wrote me poetry,
I’d still call you a man,

If u kissed me in front of your friends,
You’d stay a man,
If you could knit
Sow,
Or cook and clean,
My baby you remain a man.

And Baby if you showed me you loved me,
And admitted you feared to lose me,
I’d believe you!
My man!

And If you where not afraid to be who you are,
Oh goodness my baby,
I’d still call you a REAL Man!

Lesley Rautenbach Dec 2012

If I Where a Mind Reader

If I were a mind reader
Of what I would do,
I would read you,
Your thoughts,
Your sorrows,
Of all in which from me you hide,
In all of which you fear to confide.

If I were a mind reader,
I listen deep and true,
Of all of which the demons that haunt you,
Of all your hopes
your dreams
your fears,
Of all the unforgotten past tears,

If I were a mind reader,
I’d watch and see,
Your memories of which would display to me,
All your laughs,
Your screams,
Your pain.

If I were a mind reader,
I’d know what makes you tick,
What makes you mad,
And what makes you sick,
I’d know you,
Your heart,
and soul

If I were a mind reader,
I’d finally find out,
What makes your eyes so sad,
Your mind so mad,
Your heart so broken,
And your pain,
To me,
So unspoken

Lesley Rautenbach Dec 2012

Heart VS Brain

“I want!”
Begged my heart,
As it strained against its chain,
My brain screamed
“You shunt!
“I won’t let you hurt again.”

My heart cried,
“Why not?”
And “Where is your pride?”
My brain mocked.

“You’re built to bleed, and not to think.”
My brain convicted,
“Like you where built to lead, but not to link.”
My heart contradicted.
“Love is for fools and fools alone.”
My brain predicted.
“Well then a fool I am for love of fond I’ve grown.”
My heart conflicted.

“You are nothing without me.”
My brain told,
“I beat without you, as you can see.”
My heart said growing bold,

There was a silence,
Between the muscle and the head,
My heart needed guidance,
And without my heart my brain would be dead.

“You know I wish to protect you.”
My brain whispered now,
“But I must reject what you do.”
My brains authority my heart could not allow,

“I am not so callous that I do not care at all.”
My brain explained,
“I understand that on my decisions it’s your function to implore.”
My heart disdained.

“So you can see now why I hold you back?”
My brain feebly asked,
“You are the reason freedom to love I lack!”
My heart finally did at the notion grasp.

Contemplative silence filled the air,
Until my brain did declare,

“If that’s what you want, then go now and don’t dare cry,
But don’t come back bleeding and broken,
And say I did not try”
And so my Brain had spoken.