I Dream Of Pink

I dream of smiles
The kind that you can't stop
The one that Dorothy gave us
When she sang of lemon drops
The kind that you can touch
Cause you can feel it in my hands
I dream of smiles
Of a Patsy Cline slow dance

I dream of pink
The kind that finds your cheek
The shade a prayer becomes
When Earth and heaven meet
The kind that lit the stage
When Elvis sang "Kentucky Rain"
I dream of pink
Of lemonade in my veins

I dream of pearls
The kind that changes the tide
The world scours the shoreline
But fate makes fortune mine
The kind that Donna Reed wore
In "It's A Wonderful Life"
I dream of pearls
Of champagne bubble eyes

This Is The Downward Spiral

This is the downward spiral
And I can see God standing there
He stands on the lip of the canyon
Streaks of gold highlight his hair
I see his staff colored walnut
As I twist within the black
He twirls it like Charlie Chaplin
As I snap the vertebrae in my back

You Ain't No Muse

You were a weak muse
Now doesn't that make you sad
That the house you invest your life into
Couldn't gather a beautiful word from my head
That rouge you search for the best of
Those finely manicured hands
The bronzing the sun loans you
And that perfume that lures one night stands
Boys may fall at your alter
But it's dirty little boys you find
They couldn't build you a rainbow
If you gave them a ladder and the dye
When a poet can't represent you
You're not as intoxicating as you thought
Step to the back of the line my gal
I'll use you when ugly is what I want

There's Blood On The Pages

There's blood on the pages
You better all gather round
Shush the nonsense of those around you
Make you love me without a sound
I can string the words together
That you'll one day learn to feel
And the ones that tickle your tongue
Well it's my job to invent the wheel
Where your brain just doesn't quite function
When your words, they always fall flat
If the world doesn't seem to understand you
I've got a phrase for that
If passion is what pulls you forward
Or a devil should bring you down
There's a page that works to free you
You better all gather round

Ontario

Only you can make the devil giddy
Only you can make him smile
Ah, that voice of vanilla and almond
Make a paraplegic walk a mile
Those calves of white satin
And those earrings that hang from your lobes
If the devil has a fear of love
No wonder he stays down below
Sincerity has never been so pretty
As when it's kissed by your tongue
Muses all fall feeble
Until it's you that they become
Those of us who know what's sweet
We rock - a - bye to your eyes
A chocolate laden iris
And the tingle of mingling thighs
I could ride upon your laughter
And I would demolish a million stars
Breathe their diamonds into my lungs
And still not match the light you are
Even sunlight couldn't declare
That shimmer upon your lips
The devil invented sin
Just to feel the curves of your hips

Three Leaf Clover

I went out to my friend's grave
It's where she rests her bones
She left us in December
Two and a half years ago
I go out there to see her
When I need a little relief
She just lies there listening
As I stand at her feet
She never says a word back
Just like those sweeter days
She just lets me ramble on
Though now tears mar my face
And on this day in July
No, the sounds they did not change
But when I walked up to greet her
I saw a lone clover upon her grave
I stood there for just a moment
And I hoped it might be true
That maybe upon further inspection
The clover would be two plus two
You see, life has been trying
And my shoulders they are quite bruised
If my world will not spin around
A little clover will have to do
So I bent down with hope
And an excitement in my stoop
C'mon my dear friend from across the way
Let my faith prove true
I placed my hand upon its stem
And I twirled it with my thumb
But faith is held by the blind
And hope is believed by the dumb
This was not a four leaf clover
So my friend had not placed it there
For if she had grown it from beyond
It would have been blessed with a little more care