Summer dresses and flat shoes
Plunging bodices give great views
Hair unbound and flying free
That's what turns the head of me

T-shirts, shorts and bare thighs
Bring from me great heaving sighs
Been married tho, over twenty years
So I never get closer... get too near

I can't help it, I got to look
But wifey dear, only page in my book
I just look from back a ways
Summer skin makes for such pleasant days

With eyes set beyond the horizon
back turned to the distant shore
suspended in the oblivion
between darkness and light
the sound of silence
greets the soul
into a peaceful Nirvana

this city is a woman
said the man on collins street
he held a brown bag of fortune
his eyes were salt
someone must love
this body of his
(i wonder if he beats her?)
over tall towers
gulls wheel and rise
trucks stomp and groan

to love a woman is
to try it out for size
what it is to be
a swollen fruit
i too, have a heart
full of redness and
dark seeds
i too, share secrets
and dark truths

Strides we make in life’s long journey
The things we acquire, who will own them?
When the sun sets, bringing darkness to bear
On glitzy cars, houses and fêted moments
When tints of candle light are left behind
And the eyes opened to see in silent night

Some may say, the dead have nothing
When material reality is a by-product
Of the coming and going from this world
Others may say the dead live in our recalls
Had names, and if not, just call them things
For something can not come from nothing