Cat Dancing

Wanna Be Your Lover
by Prince

  

Getting Jiggy wit It

no compromise

 no compromise   

                    

we found and lost one another before we met
and for the rest of our lives, we'll regret
what could have been, what should have been, it's true
and I will never know the joy of you.

we found a ground that we could share together
but found a ground that we could not share, ever
and in that finding lost what we had found
and said goodbye to that, our common ground.

we found a love that fairy tales speak of
and yet if love's withheld, then is it love?
Is love given in anger love that's true
and will I ever again know love like you?

we found the place that our hearts longed to live
but compromise of mind we could not give
we tossed the petals of the rose to wind
and turned our backs and began our search again.



©by Voo
April 19, 2004 
6 p.m.

For the love that almost was and never will be.

Clandestine Rain

Clandestine Rain

(the splendor of your laughing face)

Waiting in the carriage at the end of Summer Lane

I pulled the fur close to my neck for the fall of sudden rain

Had brought a chill into the air and the horses stamped their feet

They longed for home, they didn't care who I had come to meet.

The driver cleared his throat and pulled his cap low on his head

A lightning bolt flashed bright nearby and filled my heart with dread

I couldn't understand why you were tarrying so long

I needed wine and candlelight and my ears full of your song.

I needed you close in my arms and dazzling with your smile

The night wore on and thunder roared and accompanied me a while

I thought about your sweet, sweet face, I thought about your hands

That played the violin for me as my eyes devoured the man.

I thought about how you loved me in a way I've never known

A royal, true, and unlike you, with no home of your own

To palace bred and palace born, to loveless life unshared

Marriage arranged so cold, estranged, to a man that never cared.

And you, a gypsy, wild and free with raven eyes and locks

Living life on your own terms free of my rules and clocks

What splendor in your laughing face! What wonder in your eyes!.

You brought a truth to life in me that had known, till then, but lies.

Clandestine meetings in the dark, chance meetings on the street

Your eyes would find me and my heart would fall down at your feet

The palace spies, they shadowed me, they looked to find my fault

So often did they spoil our joy and bring our plans to naught.

But sometimes, sometimes, did I slip past and meet you in the night

And share with you such happy times there in the candlelight

But here tonight, I wait for you in the carriage in the rain

And longing for you with a love that feels less like love than pain.

The driver stills the horses now who are chomping at their bits

Wild eyed, they scream in horses' tongues as the jagged lightning hits

My face is buried in my hands, I know that I should go

But if I leave, my soul will grieve and you'll come and will not know.

A letter! I think, I'll leave a note for you there by the tree

Where you oft leave your gifts and poems and carved a heart for me

I hurry to do the task and write, my hands trembling in the strife

But the smile on my lips dies as the carriage door opens

And a cold voice says "Hello, wife!"

© by Voo

Feb 10, 2005 

12:30 a.m.

Nocturne by Secret Garden

play the two videos at same time
for perfect soundtrack....... 

Easily Pleased and At The Same Time Discontent

Easily Pleased And At The Same Time Discontent



I am an enigma boiling in my own juice
Of confused red ripened heart
I think to myself in song-less rhymes
Unborn yet ageless in their need to be
And silently screaming, I shout down
Every faded gray wall within my soul
Until I fall into the newly broken day
There you are! I think. There you are!
And I reach forth
Tiny, outstretched fingers digging
Their way out of my being
To grasp the only thing that means anything
In this world to me
Or ever will:

The love I threw away
The love I still see shining on your face.

©by Voo

Jan 11, 2007

9:13 p.m.

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inspired by a line by Ebenezer Stone

face by Mark*

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Talk You Out Of It