Fugitive From Love

 

Fugitive From Love

(a modern day outlaw tale with no happy ending)

I am a fugitive from love

I’ve been on the run for years

I’ve been shot down by heart break bullets

My eyes shed blood red tears.

I am a fugitive from love

Afraid of that lovin’ stuff

Don’t want no fancy free liaisons

No one night romance fluff.

I am a fugitive from love

I only move at night

When love shines it’s light down on me

I keep out of sight.

I am an outlaw running free

I live by no one’s rules

I believe no lies so don’t even try

For I am no longer a fool.

That man, he broke my baby heart

He took away my soul

So I became a fugitive

Hiding in the cold.

(And now you think that you can arrest me

You’re surprised when I resist)

Put on these handcuffs, you say to me

And I’ll lock them with a kiss.

You’ll never take me alive, I say

You’ll never make me stay

I am a fugitive from love

And I will run away.

You shook me by my shoulders

So rigid with pride yet soft

And you said, You’re talking crazy, girl

Baby, that’s crazy talk.

But crazy or no, I will not go

Be led away in chains

You tell me love is getting healed

But all I see is pain.

But I let you persuade me a little

I relented and resigned to my fate

I forgot to forget for a minute

But as you slept, I crept out and escaped.

And I ran and I ran and I ran

Through the night and the stars and the rain

And I cried and I cried and I cried

As I caught that southbound train.

I am a fugitive from love

A woman, scarred and torn

An innocent victim of the pain

That simply can’t be borne.

It hunts me like a prisoner

Though I have committed no crime

It convicts me in the court of love

But I will serve no time.

I am a fugitive from love

An outlaw running free

So skilled am I, don’t even try

You cannot capture me.

You cannot capture me

You cannot capture me

I am a fugitive from love

And you cannot capture me.

©by Voo

Feb 16, 2004

secret garden by Bruce Springsteen
goes perfectly with poem

 

Shape Shifter

 

Shape Shifter

I am a gentleman, you said

and kissed my hand, raising your eyes

in the process to meet mine

in the candlelight

Promise? I queried and withdrew 

My hand from your tightening grasp

I wouldn't hurt a fly, you answered

And certainly not the heart

Of a fair lady

And I believed you and went tumbling

Down into the spell you cast

The web you wove

The love I needed so badly

For days on end and nights

Forever

Falling for you and your lies

And then the spell was broken

And the web began to strangle

True colors came to light

And cruelty took the place 

Of tenderness

I saw the true you in full sunlight

One day as you shape shifted

From knight to ogre and reached

Out to crush my soul in your hand

You sneered at my fear and laughed

At my pain

You sir, are no gentleman.

You sir, are no gentle man.

You sir, are no man.

©by Voo

Jan 10, 2005

 8 p.m.

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I PLAY FOR YOU A VIOLIN

I Play For You A Violin  (repost)

I play for you a violin

And song so soft and sweet

I keep my eyes downcast, demure

As I sit at your feet.

I play for hours at your request

Till time has lost it's meaning

And candles burn down to their wicks

And night is slowly weaning.

Before the dawn has fully come

You hold your hand up high

And bid me stop my melody

Arise and say goodbye.

You do not look back at my face

Tearstung and raised to light

You do not see the love I bear

As you pass from my sight.

A servant girl, that's all I am

With gifted hands to play

Sweet melodies to comfort you

From torments of your day.

A king of royal dynasty

A man of power and yet

You find no peace in power's grasp

No love in life's plan set.

And so I play and so you listen

In silence, just we two

Night after night till daylight breaks

And my heart breaks for you.

You have no inkling of the love

I feel there as I play

Pretending you are mine alone

Till morn takes you away.

To kingly duties, kingly demands

The power of life and death

There in your words, there in your hands

There in your very breath.

All day I wait till midnight comes

For the summon and the call

Your weary face so full of woe

Till at your feet I fall.

And I play for you my violin

Pray peace into the gloom

Wait for your sigh with tear filled eyes

As my love fills up the room.

©by Voo

April 28, 2007

3:45 p.m.