WALTZING ON THE MOON

Waltzing On The Moon

Your hand around my waist, I glide

Like silver on the stars

I drink the liquid love I see

In your eyes bright and unmarred

By tragedy and life's heart storms

By tales of gloom and doom

But tears of joy are spilling there

As you dance me to the moon.

And though this night will end in day

And magic will be gone

We'll waltz on moonbeams till it comes

And spend the night in song

My love and I in love's embrace

Like royalty of old

Climbing stairways made of jewels

And pathways made of gold.

Your hand in mine, my treasure sought

A lifetime's goal in sight

All memory of sadness fades

This shining happy night

We wear our love likes crowns of sun

And hum our wordless tune

And hand in hand we dance till dawn

Still waltzing on the moon.

©by Voo

September 16, 2006

 9:44 p.m.

UNOPENED BOXES (2)

Unopened boxes

i sent to you a lovely gift

i tried to give your soul a lift

i tried to make your sad face smile

though you were far away in miles.

i talked with you for hours on end

'bout where i'm going and where i've been

i shared my heart, my soul, my dreams

but it was all for naught it seems.

i tried to make you laugh with me

i tried to make your blind eyes see

i tried to touch your wounded soul

but for my warmth you returned cold.

i cannot make dark go away

i cannot turn the night to day

i cannot sing and make you glad

for you exult in being sad.

i wanted so to make you see

that God has love for you and me

that in His plan He has a part

if you will give Him all your heart.

i laughed with you and cried with you

i told you things i knew were true

i gave you real friendship and caring and grace

but the door that was opened was slammed in my face.

so i will go and leave you there

where i first met you in your despair

my gifts were unopened, my presents untouched

my words were rejected and that hurts so much.

i will not knock on a double locked door

i will not call your name anymore

i gave you my sweetness though you did not see

and my greatest of gifts, which was.......me. which was me.

©by Voo

 Jan 31, 2004 

ll:45 p.m.

WOULD THAT I KNEW

Would That I Knew

Would that I knew
Where to look

In this world

For love

For love has kept it's shining face

Far from the embrace of my eyes

Far from the circle of my arms

Far from the warm hearth of my heart

My pillow holds no head but mine

Catches no tears but mine

Witnesses no dreams but mine

And rarely sees them come true.

There was a time when hope was young

And innocence had not been tarnished

I felt love calling my name in halls of light

And running just ahead of me in fields of flowers.

But that was then, when days were new

And nights were magic and full of promise

Nights when love twirled in velvet cloaks

And beckoned me with eyes of bliss.

I cannot find it now

The magic......

Nor the candlelight glows in joyless nights

The touch of satin on hungry skin

The fountain of love has gone to dust

And the stars have all gone dark

Is this the destiny of broken hearts?

This shattered vase that holds no rose?

This empty room unkissed by sun?

This poemlessness that knows no prose?

What I would give to get it back

Even only to lose it yet again

For loss loses meaning without a gain

Like days lack definition without the night.

Walking through this life with empty heart

Is worse than death

Is worse than war

Is worse than prison.

Would that I knew where to look

In this world

For love..........

For I would run on broken glass

Through snow and rain

And hurricane

To the place where it waits

And calls my name

For I would fly on feet of fire
Down darkened alleys and fields of fools

Holding out these empty arms

To welcome it home here in my heart.

©by Voo

November 3, 2010

12:27 a.m.