Sweet Baby

My Very Favorite Prince Song

 

"Sweet Baby"

"You want to be my sweet baby?"
You asked shyly
And I hung my head 
And nodded
Because I was shy, too

And that was how it started,
How it began
With me and you
Slowly and shyly
And oh, so sweetly.

When I feel sad or down
I think of that day
When you called me "Sweet baby"
For the first time
And I always smile.

For I had waited for ever
For someone to notice me
And talk to me
And learn how sweet I could be.

For someone to walk with me
And hold my hand
And look into my eyes
Like they could see into my soul.

But everyone just passed me by
Like I was invisible
And never said a word
And every day I just got lonelier
And lonelier.

Till I saw you
Standing there alone yourself
Looking like you didn't have nothing
And nobody
And no where to go.

And I waited and waited
And I prayed and prayed
That you would look my way
But you never did
So I took matters into my own hands.

I marched right over 
To where you were leaning against the store
And I went right up to you
Like I had good sense
And I said, "Hello."

And you jumped out of your skin
And said, "Who, me?"
And I said, "I don't see nobody else here."
And you stood there very quietly
For about five very long minutes.

"I'm sorry." you finally said
"But I've been watching you every day
Since I moved to this town
And I thought you were the prettiest girl
I had ever seen in my life!"

"I can't believe you're speaking to me
Or that you even knew I was alive
So I guess it scared me too death
When you came over and said hello
'Cause I was just standing here dreaming."

And that is how I learned that boys
Are strange but then so are girls
For we have no idea that anyone feels
The way we do or dreams the dreams we do
Because we are too afraid to ask.

And we became inseparable
From that day to this
And we walked and we talked
And we learned all about one another
And found out how much we were alike.

Then one day you had to go out of town
For the summer
And you didn't want to go and I didn't want you to
And we stood there at the bus station
With tears in our eyes like big ole babies.

That's when you called me your sweet baby
And I told you I would wait for you
And write you every day if you wanted me to
And that I would miss you with all my heart
And you gave me that necklace with the heart on it.

That was the longest three months of my life
And I know it was hard for you too
But sometimes it's good to be apart
Because then you learn just how much
You love somebody.

My mama teased me all summer
And asked me why I was moping around
"Over that lil ole boy"
And telling me I needed to take off that necklace
At least when I took a bath.

But I wouldn't do it and I wouldn't let go of it
I held onto it with all my soul
And I was holding onto it when you came back home
But what I didn't know was that you had left a boy
And you stepped off that old bus, a man.

"How's my sweet baby?" you called
And pulled me into your arms
Like somebody drowning holds onto a life raft
And I hung my head and said, "I'm fine"
"Just fine."

Then in a renewed burst of courage I grabbed you
And gave you the biggest kiss that anybody had ever
Gotten in the history of kissing
And the gawkers and shoppers let out shocked gasps
But I didn't care and I kissed you again.

And I turned around 
And my mama was standing there by the car
And I thought she was gonna kill me
Or ground me for a hundred years
 But she had the most amazed expression on her face
And to my ever lasting surprise she just looked at me
And she said, "You go, girl."


©by Voo
Jan 16, 2019
3:49 a.m.

 

As The Night Writes Us It's Song

As The Night Writes Us It's Song

I want you like I need you

I need you like I love

I love you like the ground below

And like the sky above

I feel you in the twilight

Like soft sand 'neath my feet

Coming through the atmosphere

And there my heart to meet

Touching me with just your eyes

Devouring with your glance

You reach for me as your soul sings

And pulls me close to dance

The day, forgotten, the night, awaits

And loneliness is gone

We kiss, we love, we touch, we sing

As the night writes us it's song

©by Voo
just this moment
March 27, 2018
11:42 a.m.

 

All The Things You Are ....a song or a poem or both

All The Things You Are 

Candlelight in the window

The soft fall of silver rain

The low moan in the distance

Of a lone outgoing train.

A rose that's wet with dew drops

A bird that's on the wing

The cooing of little babies

Lullabies their mothers sing.

There's a sweetness to the morning

There's a passion to the night

There's a softness in your kisses

There's a grip your love holds tight.

There's so many lovely, lovely things

In this world, I tell you true

But none can compare to you standing there

And the beauty I see in you.

You're the rainbow in a fresh washed sky

The smell of grass, new mown

You're the wine that's made from priceless grapes

And the harvest from love's seed, sown.

When I look at you, I hold my breath

All my eyes can do is stare

Locked onto yours so deep and warm

Forever falling there.

There's a richness to your laughter

There's a fire in your touch

There's a royalty to your face and form

Both of which I love so much.

No mortal description is good enough

No adjective can describe

Your loving heart that can't be bought

By any bill or bribe.

I hear music when I'm near you

For you glow as though a star

I'm drowned in romance and surrounded by love

And all the beautiful things you are........

You are

All the beautiful things you are.

©by Voo Shining Stone

Oct 15, 2020

The Beauty of Who You Are

by Mark Broussard

Only Lonely....A Disjointed Discourse at Four In The Morning

Only Lonely song

Hootie and The Blowfish

......Only Lonely.......

A Disjointed Discourse

At Four In The Morning

The clock ticks

Resounding reverberations mocking

Each tick like a heart beat

While silver stars made of dust

Are dancing in the moonlight

Streaming through cloudy windows

Onto the floor

Where I lie curled into a little ball 

Of hurt.

It's a quarter past four

A wine glass overturned,

Spills garnet red onto the polished wood

Inching slowly toward a book of poetry

That you gave me

When you met me

When you liked me

When you loved me.

A sudden wind visits

And rakes a wayward limb

Against the roof

A dog howls

A cat yowls

An owl awakens

And surveys his surroundings

And goes back to watchful sleep.

I wonder why I'm lying there

On the floor

In the dark

Covered only by my raven dark hair

And the blanket of moonlight

That rests upon

My flesh and form.

And then I remember

And I touch my wet face

And taste the wine on my tongue,

Push the book away from disaster

And upright

The crystal flute

Lying in it's wasted sea of Merlot.

Go away, teardrops! 

Run away, heartache!

Move along, memories!

Nothing to see here!

We've all seen this scene before.

Through season

Storm and sunny day

Since fate and luck

Took love away

Since all my hopes of loving you

And all my dreams did not come true.....

(Hey, I made a rhyme! I wrote a poem!)

We've been here before

This floor and I

Moonlight bathed

Tears in my eye

Wine and poetry in my hand

Longing for a loveless man.

There's nothing here

Stars haven't seen

Nothing here or in-between

Nothing, nothing

But the sound

Of clocks that tick,

Tears falling down.

I am not dying

I am not dead

Not intoxicated

In my head

I am not crazy

I'm still quite sane

I still have thoughts

Within my brain

But I hurt, I hurt

I miss, I miss

Your hard embrace,

Your tender kiss.......

Sigh

I stand now, stumbling

Holding onto empty air

For a moment, I almost call your name

But I catch myself

And stop myself

From making an even bigger fool

 Of my foolish self.

Up the stairs I climb

Very slowly....

Because I do not want

To fall into that empty bed

With it's pillows

Still indented

And scented

By your head.

The moonlight trails me

And lights the way

Glinting off your pictures lining the walls,

Our pictures,

Filled with happy smiles 

And anticipations

That never came to be.

Look at you there 

In the shadows, hiding

Hurtful things

In the corners of your eyes

Waiting to rob me like a midnight thief.

I will never let you see

How your leaving left me

Only the moon and the stars

Will know the pain that I feel 

Your love was not real

Nor were your smiles, so seductive

That they made me believe

That you were loving me only.

Tomorrow will be a new day

As this night fades into light

Not all nights are this bad

Not all days are this sad

In the morning I'll be almost alright

Tonight I'm

 Only lonely.

 

©by Voo Shining Stone 

10/1/2020

Falling Off A Cliff

 

Falling Off A Cliff

Falling off a cliff

Is easier than falling out of love with you

'Cause you don't have a lot to grab hold of

While falling into a valley below

But oh, so much to hold onto

When you're trying to let love go.

Falling through the ice

Is easier than falling out of love with you

'Cause underneath that icy prison

You can't breathe anything

And trying to inhale in this world of woe

Is like breathing frozen air.

Falling into insanity

Is easier than falling out of love with you

'Cause insanity distorts your every thought

And you can't think with rational mind

But love's insanity amplifies

Each pain for all of time.

Falling into that love

Was easier than falling out of love with you

'Cause our love was a gift from the heights of heaven

And this is a bottomless well

That my heart fell into when yours let it go

And reaches still to that heaven that's turned now to hell.

❤

©by Voo Shining Stone

Sept 27, 2020

Mountains Of The Moon

A Little Bit Yours

 

THE OFFERING

THE OFFERING 

  I MOVE-----------------------

ONE TENTATIVE FINGER AT A TIME

SLOWLY---------------------

UNTIL MY FINGERS COME TOGETHER

AND FORM A BOWL IN THE PALM OF MY HAND

AND IN MY PALM APPEARS AN OFFERING: MY HEART

I REACH----------------------

ONE HEARTBEAT AT A TIME

SLOWLY--------------------

UNTIL MY HAND COMES TO REST

IN FRONT OF YOUR EYES

AND I SEE THAT YOU SEE.

I WAIT------------------------

AFRAID TO BREATHE,

 AFRAID TO MOVE, AFRAID TO SPEAK

I STAND--------------------

WAITING AN ETERNITY

FOR YOUR ACCEPTANCE OR REJECTION

OF THIS, MY HEART

MY PRECIOUS OFFERING, MY ONLY GIFT

WORTHY OF ONE LIKE YOU.

I SMILE---------------------

FOR YOU REACH FORTH YOUR HAND

 AND TAKE MY HAND

IN YOURS

AND WITHOUT MOVING YOUR EYES FROM MINE

YOU PLACE MY PALM AGAINST YOUR LIPS

AND KISS IT

THEN PLACING IT AGAINST YOUR CHEST

UPON YOUR HEART

YOU ACCEPT MY OFFERING

AND WITH PURE LOVE SHINING IN YOUR EYES

YOU EXTEND YOUR HAND TO ME

AND THERE I SEE IN THE BOWL OF YOUR PALM

THE HEART I DESIRE ABOVE ALL THINGS

I CLASP IT TO MY OWN

AND MELTING INTO YOUR STRONG ARMS

AND EYES---------------------

WE BECOME ONE

IN ETERNITY.

©by Voo
Some time ago

Native American love songs to play with write
      Heart Taker by John Trudell R.I.P.

one of the greatest spoken word poets of all time!!!!!  

Across My Heart by John Trudell

       and my favorite****>>>

                        Raptor by John Trudell

  (the world's sexiest song)

New Love

 

soundtrack

New Love

New love

 Comes as the dawn on a new day

Out of darkness, dreaming

Itself into being

Singing unwritten songs,

Dancing on feet, lonely 

And tired of not dancing.

New love 

Whispers 

While shouting

Delights, while fighting doubt

And holds on tightly

While feigning an attitude

 Of laissez-faire.

New love

Is sweet 

Like peaches

On a July afternoon,

Bittersweet, perhaps

If left too long,

If taken too soon.

New love

Comes with a fragrance

 All it's own

Perfume called desire,

Intoxicative danger  

The taste of temptation,

And fear of the unknown.

But..........

 No man

Can renounce it

Nor woman, resist

The thrill of it's mystery,

It's romance,

It's bliss.

'Tis all of these things

New love is......

And more

For love

Is the ocean

And the heart

 Is it's shore.

©by Voo Shining Stone

Sept 25, 2020

1:05 a.m.

 

What Is It?

What is It?

If love is not love

Then what is it?

How can it exist

If it's not real?

If love is not there

How do you feel it?

And what is a love

That you can't feel?

What is wanting

If you don't want it?

And needing something

That you don't need?

Why is the thing you don't need

So all powerful?

And how does it grow

If you don't plant the seed?

How does the heart decide who it loves?

Does the mind then, not play a part?

All the thoughts in the brain cannot conceive

The emotions that live in the heart.

The heart is an entity all  of its own

No one can control it by will

Your mind can demand and command it

But the heart hears and goes it's way, still.

I do not want to love you

I had made no plans, you see

I didn't count on you entwining yourself

Till you became a part of me.

I didn't want to want you 

I didn't need the pain

I had hurt so much from love's cruel touch

And I didn't want to hurt again.

I really tried to run away

When that feeling did approach

I resisted everything I saw in you

That my heart drew to me the most.

But the heart became my master

And my mind just sighed and left

For it knew that soon my heart would break

And that I'd find myself, bereft.

And so I am and so it did

And love's wounds have cut me deep

As my heart reached out to hold onto

Precious things it could not keep.

You tell me love cannot be real 

In this place and space and time

Because your own heart does not feel

The love I feel with mine.

And though that might be true for you

That doesn't make it so

Not thinking, I reached my hands to love

And with the same hands, must let it go.

If this love is not love

Then what is it?

How can it exist

If it's not real?

If my love for you

Is not something that's true

Then tell me 

What is this heartbreak I feel?

You can't tell me my mind has imagined

When my mind warned me not to partake

The mind only has one thing in common

With the heart and that's both of them break.

But only love can break a heart

That thing God gave to man

And only He knows the secret to how

Love can heal that heart again.

©by Voo Shining Stone

July 4, 20019

12:27 a.m.

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