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"The Window Where You Look"
C. Steven Blue performs "The Window Where You Look"
@ The Axe & Fiddle - 3/20/2012
C. Steven Blue performs "The Window Where You Look"
@ The Axe & Fiddle - 3/20/2012
The Window Where You Look
Tiny as the seeds of rain
Lush and green the vast terrain
A deep ocean sky foggy smeared
High above the clouds have cleared
Pigtails prance so near me now
Green carpet coats the lover
Different colored smiles allow
Much to be uncovered
So near and yet untouchable
To read you like a book . . .
Which needs its pages slowly turned
To the window where you look
Vast the shroud, like spilled whipped cream
Conjures up your colored dream
Into something showable
Is your magic knowable
Mount in dream time proud and private
Brave your knowledge and describe it
Graded in a lower score
I would have you give up more
Leather lounging shook me up
Drenched me in your buttercup
Captured colors braided close
Leave me with an overdose
Double cover, softened layers
Signify the lustful players
Mounds of luscious hand-clasped moans
Draw me to your stranger zones
As we languish between shaking sleep
And rumbling awake
The sky curls like layers on a lake
Or clothes . . . on a newly bloomed rose
Your sigh is the reason
. . . I suppose
Open the cabinet
Discover your stash
Sprinkle in rose water
With a hot flash
Fun on a dime
Just in time to discover
It's easy, you know
Because . . . you're my lover
Snow-capped silhouettes
Linger below
Melt in a moment
From the view of your glow
How can we linger now
When we drop down
For dream time is over
And we've touched the ground
(Dream poem: written upon awakening
from a nap on an airplane)
© C. Steven Blue 11/12/2010
Tiny as the seeds of rain
Lush and green the vast terrain
A deep ocean sky foggy smeared
High above the clouds have cleared
Pigtails prance so near me now
Green carpet coats the lover
Different colored smiles allow
Much to be uncovered
So near and yet untouchable
To read you like a book . . .
Which needs its pages slowly turned
To the window where you look
Vast the shroud, like spilled whipped cream
Conjures up your colored dream
Into something showable
Is your magic knowable
Mount in dream time proud and private
Brave your knowledge and describe it
Graded in a lower score
I would have you give up more
Leather lounging shook me up
Drenched me in your buttercup
Captured colors braided close
Leave me with an overdose
Double cover, softened layers
Signify the lustful players
Mounds of luscious hand-clasped moans
Draw me to your stranger zones
As we languish between shaking sleep
And rumbling awake
The sky curls like layers on a lake
Or clothes . . . on a newly bloomed rose
Your sigh is the reason
. . . I suppose
Open the cabinet
Discover your stash
Sprinkle in rose water
With a hot flash
Fun on a dime
Just in time to discover
It's easy, you know
Because . . . you're my lover
Snow-capped silhouettes
Linger below
Melt in a moment
From the view of your glow
How can we linger now
When we drop down
For dream time is over
And we've touched the ground
(Dream poem: written upon awakening
from a nap on an airplane)
© C. Steven Blue 11/12/2010
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