Wicked Game by Hauser on his wicked cello....omg

Dance With Me, Love

Dance With Me, Love

Dance with me love, before the dawn breaks

Before the cock crows and the neighborhood awakes

Dance with me love, on the lawn in the rain

Awaken my senses, alleviate my pain

Let me do that ballet that I did as a child

Let me tiptoe through tulips, run free and run wild

Dance with me love, while the night is still hovering

And when the sunlight is shining, I'll give you my loving

Just do this for me, this one thing, this one thing

Let me dance in your arms in the cold air of Spring

Dance with me love, in my long dress of silk

With my curls round my shoulders, soft and creamy like milk

In the moonlight that's waning as the rain gently falls

Dance with me love, while the wildness still calls.

Copyright ©2007 Voo

Soul To Soul

The Storm In Me

Storm sounds

The Storm In Me

The storm in me is raging
Raging for your touch
Raging for the passion
The taste I love so much

The storm in me is rising
Rising every hour
Rising to meet you in the storm
And feel your strength and power

The storm in me is calling
Calling out for love
Calling as it's falling
As rain falls from above

The storm in me is whispering
Whispering for your kiss
Tickling down the silken throat
With the lips I love to miss

The storm in me is welcoming
As you come to me now
Come inside out of the rain
Where it's still wet somehow

The storm in me is screaming
As your love to me you give
Screaming out my soul's delight
And all my dreams relive

The storm in me's abating
Peaceful now and calm
My body now is sated
Your love it's sweetest balm

The storm in me is sleeping
To be wakened by you when
With your lightest touch, you'll bid me rise
And the storm will rage again.

©By Voo
Feb 2, 2019
8:02 p.m.

Black Like The Night repost

Black Like The Night

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She wore black like the night
Downtown in that little dive of darkness
I watched her from my bar stool;
Nursing my beer and my recently shattered, manly pride.

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Somehow, I couldn’t see her in a place like this
She looked mythical, like a creature rising from a song
Long, black hair and eyes like midnight;
I wanted to fall into them but I held back.

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I wondered if she was a spell caster
Or evil masquerading as sweetness
We stared across the dim lit noisy room;
Until my soul could no longer resist.

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I wanted to buy her champagne
But they didn’t have any
I wanted to take her for a walk on the moon;
But I knew she’d already been there.

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When I came to myself, night was fading
I was in the middle of a dream at the edge of the world
I opened my eyes and saw her standing on the water;
Beckoning me with music in her fingers.

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Her smile was like honey, but it was not warm
Still, I starved for her and reached out as I stood
I heard a murmur as I stumbled in the dark trees;
But no matter how hard I reached, I could not touch her.

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She was an angel, she was a demon
She was a siren and a premeditated crime
Taunting me with whispers till I ran screaming;
I fell into the black water and plunged to my despair.

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But that was then and this is now
Now I sit on a different bar stool in a different dive
It’s midnight and I have no pride left in me at all;
And there she is, wearing black, and shining like a promise.

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She beckons me and I follow, as she knows I will
As I do when the madness calls and I am lost
She carries the keys to my desperation;
And she always finds me.

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©By Voo
August 1, 08
five after midnight

CRESCENT MOON ON THE HIGHWAY

     (start song  before reading)

Crescent Moon On The Highway

Lying here on this cold and misty Sunday afternoon

Cat at my feet on his blanket

The threat of rain outside my shuttered windows

I listen to Villanelle For Our Time by the master

Of the rough and tender voice

His verse running down my spine like a lover's fingers

Crooning bittersweet lyric into my ears with his distant tongue

The melody caresses me and makes me senseless

As he repeats "bitter searching of the heart" over and over and over

Until images conjure up from memory and lay themselves down

Upon my mind.

You, in that convertible under the stars on that long ago highway

We were laughing like mad people, kissing, more than paying attention

Music soaring on the tape deck 
And ebbing off behind us with the desert wind

My hair whipping around us like long black scarves

And thinking that if I could die of joy, then I would surely die

We were racing under clear cold skies looking for rain and storm

Loving lightning and angry clouds

But finding none, we drove on into the night

Listening to Leonard and holding each other hard enough to bruise.

Look, baby, you said and pointed to a crescent moon
Hanging low in the sky on the side of the highway 
A hundred miles from nowhere

And we pulled over 
And danced underneath that moon

Toasted it with champagne and kisses no one had ever kissed before

While the music trailed off into silence and clicked to a stop
As we stood in the glow of the headlights,
Our eyes locked onto one another

And our hearts as close as hearts can be.

That long ago highway 
And that crescent moon and you

With your crooked smile and wind blown hair

How it all comes back to me now

Damn you, Leonard, with your bitter searching of the heart
and your rough and tender poet's voice

Bringing the past alive and spotlighting the present
with it's loneliness

And loss.........................

Damn you, Leonard.

©by Voo

December 5, 2005

5 p.m.

  BLESS YOU, LEONARD