The way waves whisper
the way the sand answers
the way that we
make love

Karma is like 69:
what you give is what you get.
Karma doesn't distract as much
---at least it hasn't yet.

We made our warm bed out of blankets
in the meadow 'way up high.
You took off your dress in the moonlight
to sleep beneath the sky.
Your touch was a warm summer ocean,
your kiss  made the whole mountain fly,
and you looked deep within me and smiled
at the tears in my eyes.

Now you can say  that you always were honest,
and your words were clear from the start,
but it's more than just words that got spoken.
There was language of the  heart.

I won't keep on calling your number
if you never  have the time.
I don't want to claim you or blame you
but you're always on my mind.
You had no idea I would love you.
It comes as a total surprise.
and you shake your head slowly and smile
at the tears in my eyes

And you say that you always were honest,
and your words were clear from the start,
but it's more than just words that got spoken.
There was language of the heart

Your eyes like an ocean of clear sunlit green,
my eyes with the salt water
washing me clean -- again.

Just imagine you whispered a secret
that could take away my blues,
and you let me believe it to please me
though it just wasn't true.
You just meant to share with me pleasure
and you're gifted at what you do,
but you're speaking an unspoken language
I thought that you knew.
It's one that we all learn by heart,
and our hearts think it's true.

But you can say that you always were honest
and your words were clear from the start.
But it's  more than just words that got spoken
there was language of the heart,
language of the heart.

exploded
and polluted the wailing air
their color
and fragrance
destroyed my pure despair

your cheeks rough
from          the                  cold when i brushed them
snow on Monday afternoons, and our numb fingers trying to
feel each other.

I want to celebrate! No, more--
honor? Yes, but more than that-- re-create!
Yes! the ineffable, even cosmic experience
of that eyes-closed, every cell of you utterly
focused on that first gentle, tender contact  
of your lips with theirs.  It's as soft
as the brush of a butterfly's wing, as wondrous as
a meteor shower on a warm summer night,
as the first step on a newly-discovered planet,
becoming fireworks, hearing God sing your names,
two galaxies merging seamlessly into one,
a brass band playing, a rainbow born between you,
a roller coaster in that weightless moment of free fall,when
you feel newborn and infinite all at once.

I can only give you love that lasts forever,
and a promise to be near each time you call,
and the only heart I own,
for you and you alone,
that's all,
that's all.

I can only give you country walks in springtime,
and a hand to hold when leaves begin to fall,
and a love whose burning light
will warm the winter nights,
that's all,
that's all.

There are those, I am sure, who have told you
they would give you the world for a toy.
All I have are these arms to enfold you,
and a love time can never destroy.

If you're wondering what I'm asking in return, dear,
you'll be glad to know that my demands are small.
Say it's me that you'll adore,
for now and evermore,
that's all,
that's all!