Just My Imagination
Imagining You
Is it just my imagination
Or are you really real?
Are you really holding me right now
And making me to feel....
That all my dreams might come to pass
And all my hopes come true
Are you really telling me to dream
But dream of only you?
You need not ask that question, love
For there is no one else
That can make me dream such magic things
Not even my own self.
I do not know where you came from
What star from whence you fell
What moon beam dropped you in my life
For the sun won't even tell.
One day I woke and you were here
Where you'd never been before
Walking up my garden path
And knocking on my door.
The bluebirds serenaded
The rose expressed perfume
The buttercups stood up and danced
With the moon flower and the moon.
And the sound of music filled the air
Pianos, violins
Saxophones and guitar strings
From the hands of holy men.
I looked around to see if I
Had died and gone to Heaven
For you were an angel standing there
That my heart had surely beckoned.
But then you smiled and shook your head
No, I am real, you see
For the angels heard you when you cried
And they have dispatched me.
For I was crying, too, you know
And longing for your love
And wondering if we'd ever meet
And they watched us from above.
It's not imagination
No matter how you feel
We may have been born in that good place
But you and I are real.
And I have come to take you to
That paradise you seek
It's in a world you may not know
For your heartsight has grown weak.
The world that lives in here, you said
And pointed to your heart
The place that love has always been
Where we've never been apart.
And now we'll abide forever there
Where none can tear asunder
And you won't have to imagine me
Or ever have to wonder.
And I gave my hand and gave my heart
To the man that came that day
Who walked out of my hopes and dreams
And here will always stay.
Kiss of Life
©by Voo
February 18, 2019
10:49 p.m.
10:49 p.m.
Strange how our hearts know what it wants, be we don't.....until it's there. Lovely write, Voo. I trust your health has improved?
ReplyDeleteI''m doing pretty good, Sandra, thanks Yes, that's true. I just had that proven
Deleteto me recently. My mind fought but my heart won.......smile
Beautifully written as usual! Bravo my friend.
ReplyDeletewow, thanks, Jeffrey! I didn't even know you read me....
DeleteI appreciate that
YOY are Wonderful.... as always.
ReplyDeleteThank you. But who are you??? smile
DeleteIt happened one lonely night at Voo’s place where they serve all kinds of good vittles. I thought it was “Just my imagination “, but there she was in all her glory……….and jewels, and blue eye shadow that looked like ocean waves, ebbing and tiding, tiding and ebbing each time she battered her eyes. I’m assuming she had something in her eyes besides me. Anyway, when she opened her mouth, the sound that came out of it caused the “brainwaves in my head” to started getting aroused, and she let slip some titillating details about what she was thinking as she was looking at me looking at her looking at me looking at her…… this seemed to go on forever.
ReplyDeleteWell, she finally asked if I wanted a little “Sax”, in which I replied, “heck yeah!!!” So she turned to her right and gave the “Sax” man a nod and I gave him a tip; “plant your corn early!” And the music was on.
As we listened to the music I caught this sweet aroma that was coming from somewhere. As I turned to my right, or was it my left, wait a minute, as I looked up from tying one of her shoes that somehow came off, (I only knew it because she was stroking my leg with her toes to get my attention……… happens a lot you know. They should probably get shoes a half size smaller), anyway she was “dabbin’ a little perfumee stuff on her shoulder”….. probably some kind of ointment for sore muscles or something, and then she “sent some woman on her way” because she kept lookin’ me over, which I get a lot of also………haven’t figured that one out yet.
Well then she asks me if I would “Rub some on her shoulder.” I was a little taken back, and forward, and back again, so I carefully dabbed some of it on her shoulder. I could tell it was working cause she began to make all kinds of sounds; ooo’s and aaaaah’s, and Oh!…Oh!…..Oh!………Oooooh! In the middle of one of the “Oh’s she said, “why don’t we get out of here and go to my place and get better acquainted?” I thought, “I’ll bet she’s got something real special-like fir me!”
Well, as we left we “Walked” over to where someone was sellin’ some “Flowers” and she asked if I would get her some of them red “flowers”…..cause I knew she liked red … (a bit of advice. If a woman asks for flowers, it’s not the flowers she wants, she just wants to know if you’re interested in her enough to get her the flowers; that way they keep reminding her that you gave them to her………..until they wither away. Then all vets are off. That’s why I give ‘em artificial flowers. I spray ‘em with some Stetson cologney which will stay on ‘em for a long while, and to her, it will be the next best thing to having me there.
Anyway, as I handed them to her, she gently reaches fur my face, (told ya it’s a girl-getter!), and starts giving me the “Kiss of Life!”
That’s when I started hearing that “Saxy” music again…….well as the moments went by, a boy comes up and that’s when I noticed the artificial red rose in his hand. He quietly hands it to me as her lips (and she was all lips) were still locked on mine. (Hoover has nothing on this gal…… ;-)
As I slowly reach for it he says something to me. “Mister, I see you bought her some red roses, now if you give her this artificial one and then tell her that you’ll love her until the last one dies, you’ll be set fir life.”
I looked at him and thunk to myself, “boy, I already knew that! It was me that started it!” But I just handed him some money and sent him on his way.
Next thing I know, Voo comes walking up and flashes me and smiles. I just shut my eyes and thought about some chocolate chip cookies and a nice cold glass of milk and that nice piece of chocolate cake that’s waiting on me to get home……….. this woman is making me hungry………..
I love this poem! It melts my softy guy heart! Each line seemed timeless……… mmmmm! 🥛🍪🎂
❤️🤣👌
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