words in ink

work of art by anelephantcant

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words in ink

I want to write words in ink the colour of your eyes
I want to compose music to the rhythm of your heart
I want to create a work of art as beautiful as your smile
And I want always to go back to the start

I want to write words in ink the colour of your eyes
That see the world in your sweet forgiving way
That look at me with that gentle affectionate glow
And shine more brightly at the daft rhymes I say

I want to compose music to the rhythm of your heart
The heart that beats with a passion so pure
I want to add lyrics to sing to you in your dreams
To produce a lullaby that only my love can cure

I want to create a work of art as beautiful as your smile
That gloriously brightens each day of my life
A picture of magic of innocence of joy
That tells the world we are truly alive

And I want always to go back to the start
To the moment when my heart first tripped over you
I want to relive every second of every moment of time
So that I can spend forever with you

I want to write words in ink the colour of your eyes
I want to compose music to the rhythm of your heart
I want to create a great work of art as beautiful as your smile
And I want always to go back to the start

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not always

not always by anelephantcant

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not always

I promise you I will love you forever
you know I’m a man who means what he says
so I want to make something quite clear now
I promise you I will not love you always

from this moment until the end of my time
you are the only one I will hold in my heart
so when I say I won’t love you always
I mean I know we will spend time apart

I told you before I would look after you
and we have been to some wondrous strange places
I take care of you the best that I can
since that day when I bought those wondrous boot laces

the point that I am trying to make here
is that I have no desire to crowd you or your space
the butterfly and the mermaid can exist happily
as long as you have a smile on your beautiful face

I want you to be whoever you want to be
to go wherever your sweet heart wants to take you
free to be happy to love to create
knowing I am here and I will never forsake you

so this is the truth of the matter
I will love you but just not always
I will be here or there when you want me to be
and I will love you till the end of my days

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the last time

the last time by anelephantcant

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the last time

I remember when you held my hand
when you gripped it and never let go
your fingers intertwined in mine
telling me all that I needed to know

I remember when I kissed you
I remember the taste of your lips
how our bodies pressed together
and my hands caressed your hips
but I don’t remember the last time

I remember when you smiled at me
and the love light that shone from your eyes
offering everything you had to give
you promised the ultimate prize

I remember when you talked to me
when your words were sweetly seductive
when I believed every whisper in my ear
because doubt would be foolishly destructive
but I don’t remember the last time

in fact
I remember everything
except the last time

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endlessly

remember by anelephantcant

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endlessly

do you know what I remember best
you ask me with your famous smile
I feel it radiating through the phone
with
your words that so beguile

it is hard for me to say I laugh
I have so many manly charms
but I guess that what you’ll say my love
is sleeping in my arms

your voice becomes a gentle tease
my senses reel my toes are curled
you are the woman I pursued
to the far side of the world

back then hand in hand we stepped in
to where time flows endlessly
nor does time have a beginning
you taught this simple truth to me

though we are not together now
because of life and other reasons
we both know some things will never change
unlike Scotland’s fleeting seasons

and you say yes that’s what I remember best
of all your many manly charms
I’m laughing now but it is true
I loved sleeping warm and comfortable safely in your arms

endlessly by anelephantcant

 

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no name

all the faces by phil burns

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no name

sometimes I waken in the night
from a dream or distant star
I hear you breathing close to me
but I’m not sure who you are

others too have walked with me
and held my crippled hand
but they are now just memories
no matter what they might have planned

so when my thoughts drift to the past
all the faces look the same
by the time I leave tomorrow
you too will have no name

you once whispered that you loved me
now your voice is strident loud
and very soon the rain will fall
from your small but bitter cloud

so when I waken in the night
from a dream or some place far
and hear you breathing close to me
I don’t care who you are

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I wish

love by anelephantcant

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I wish

I wish I could swim like a dolphin can swim
As Bowie once said in a song
If I could sing like Pavarotti could sing
Maybe my world would not be quite so wrong

I wish I could fly like an eagle can fly
I wish I could dance like Astaire
If I could paint like Picasso could paint
Maybe my life would contain less despair

I wish I could write poems like Rabbie could write
Or create stories like Steinbeck and Kafka
If I could write plays like Will put on stage
Maybe my ears would still hear the laughter

I wish I could love like we used to love
I wish we were that way again
If I could hold you for just one last time
Maybe my heart would stop feeling such pain

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Prince Charming

in the morning by anelephantcant

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Prince Charming

the ladies call me Prince Charming
though that’s not who I am
I’m searching for my one true love
but it won’t be you madame

at first when I encounter you
I am courtesy itself
and you are too keen to believe
you are so long on that shelf

a winning smile a few sweet words
gently melt your eager heart
I swiftly sweep you off your feet
my seduction is an art

but whose to say that I’m to blame
or if this is what you want
as my lips brush soft across your neck
there is time to say please don’t

in the morning when I’m leaving
I turn and smile at you
I promise that I’ll be back soon
(laugh) when the moon turns blue

I’m searching for my one true love
though it won’t be you madame
the ladies call me Prince Charming
but that’s not who I am

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