Let's Ride

Let’s ride
What’s that
You want to hide
Let’s ride
We’ll make it right
Don’t be so uptight
Let’s ride
Quick, it’s me you’ll find
Don’t change your mind
Let’s ride
You know what it takes
Deep down it quakes
Let’s ride
The smile is for me
I can see
Let’s ride
The night is electric
We’ll be eclectic
Let’s ride

Dancing

Bodies swaying to the music
Weaving our way through each emotion
Feelings so vivid we reach out to stroke them
Our passion asks for more
Exploding into a thousand pieces
Your body mixing with mine
Fingers entwined
Pulsating
Hearts beat as one to the rhythm
You have explored my fantasy
This pain is so exquisite
I want to keep on dancing

Toil and Trouble

Hurry up you're very late,
Must not make the boss wait.
Scurry here scurry there,
It's a wonder I have hair.
All this worry all this fuss,
Did I catch the right bus?
Money toil and trouble,
I could surely use a double.
If there were two of me,
Might I have some time free?
Hustle bustle dare not stop,
Is that my head about to pop?
The clock says five slow the pace,
Tomorrow I just might win the race.

Payment in Full

The sun is setting just above the hilltops
Washing their world a warm rosy glow
Two lovers strolling hand in hand
Unaware of the stranger hiding in the shadows of a tree
This man whose intensions are unclear
Even though he sullenly watches the two from a distance
A knife is concealed in this stranger’s coat
He tenderly fingers the smooth handle that holds the blade
“How could she not know that she broke my heart?”
“No, she RIPPED it from my chest!”
All the while laughing childishly
Unconcerned with his pain
But she’ll not laugh when it is his turn
His turn to repay the favor
An icy smile slithers across his face
He’ll tear HER heart out and have HIS laugh
She really is such a silly girl
Only preoccupied within her own little world
Well that world is about to end

The Loft

There were two flights to my front door
Then another to where I placed my bed
But I loved that loft apartment
Nestled in the back high above the garage

Unused until I met my other self
A fireplace became the focal point of my refuge 
Hours were spent loving before it
And hours were spent shedding tears into it too

I called it my adobe del mar
Though I could not see the ocean
I could have sworn I smelled the sea
From my roof top patio

It was a time for reflection
And it was a time for change
There were two flights to my front door
Then another to where I placed my bed

The Soul Zone

The alto sax wraps around
the driving rhythm of the guitar
as it simultaneously bounces off 
the pounding backbeat of the drums.
The fertile opus filters onto the street
luring passersby with its seductive promise
of a night’s pleasure
whispered into the ears 
of those who are near.
A sultry atmosphere
receives the patrons
as they enter the club.
Eyes reach out 
for something familiar in the darkened room.
The soulful strains of the music
weave their magic through the room,
capturing, holding
all in its spell.
The climax of the evening
finds each who has entered
cushioned in a Soul zone.

A Man and His Dog

The recent snowfall has made for grand sport,
The dog is indifferent toward the work they’re about,
To him this day is the day of the chase.
Sprinting full speed ahead of his master,
Every muscle in his body working overtime,
A grin animates his muzzle.
Running ahead of the snow plow,
He is secure in his knowledge of each and every driveway,
Stopping only for brief hellos with his canine friends.
He races up one hill and bounds down the next,
The animal rejoices in his freedom,
And treasures his friendship with the man.
At last the job is finished,
The dog has completed his mission.
And both man and his dog,
With a sigh of satisfaction, head for home.