Muse
A Special Lady Friend.
The Sky Goes Wonderful
Once in a blue moon the sky goes wonderful.
Once in a blue moon the sky goes wonderful.
And all I think about is the moon.
And you... marvelous you.
And chocolate...
And apple pie...
And I wonder...
Chocolate...
And apple...
And pie...
The apple pie.
The chocolate.
The Marvel Us.
Just you.
Just me.
And chocolate...
And apple...
And pie...
And
Just
Us.
~ Wynn ~
The Reason
Why do you look Like everything I ever wanted?
Why do you look
Like everything I ever wanted?
Why do you look at me
Like the only thing I ever asked for?
The only reason
For the fight back was to see the way
You
Look at me.
~ Wynn ~
Letras que necesitan un cantante;
Palabras que quieren una canción.
Porque me preguntaste si podía;
Porque pensé que deberías saberlo.
Cada vez,
Cada vez,
Te veo.
¡Hay baile otra vez
En mi corazón!
Cada vez,
Cada vez,
Te veo.
¡Hay fuego otra vez
En mi corazón!
Cada vez,
Te veo,
Te deseo
más que
el ultima vez.
Cada vez,
Cada vez,
Te veo.
~ Wynn ~
Diode Hung
I’m your hero; you’re my zero making my one sprung.
Blues don’t fill shoes because
Blues ain't got nowhere
Shoes
Should you choose to choose to choose
This blues man, run as fast as he can
Man.
Should you be with me in that tree
When the lights go down on
Town,
And we see what things are under
Every star in new shoes under
Moonlight.
Right wherever you are tonight
This mind's on fire for your
Desire.
I’d run twice around the world
But here you are in
Pixels.
And though I can’t kiss you, I can
Keep you in these comfortable
soles.
Each sole of these
Shoeless paid
My dues-yes-
Soles.
Sweet entreat you
And me complete should meet
By pixel light binary delight the one to the zero
I’m your hero; you’re my zero making my one sprung.
This Diode hung
hanging I
s
full
o
f wonder
full hung diode
spring
sprung
this one
and I’m
hung like
a diode
with this
ode to
you. Are
you twice
across the
world or
here binary
beautiful
love at first
byte you
here or twice
way half round
the whole world.
One plus Zero never
equaled two me and you
and the light too, are one.
~ Wynn ~
Being too empty, being too full of love, for something too far away.
Rain.
Heavy sometime during the night. The puddles are ponds.
The energy is low and warm like snow is pregnant.
Snow is bound waiting for tomorrow. Rain is right now.
Pay attention: The rain demands attention right now.
I would like to have a day of sun be treated like a day of rain.
Landscapers and Laborers will see a day of rain and take the day off.
Dreamers and Lovers should see a day of sun and take the day off.
Not much dreaming or right kind of loving can be done on a sun-filled day.
We forget the beach on a rainy day,
But the beach loves a rainy day.
Someone to share a day of rain with.
Someone who is not: ‘not going out today.’
Someone regarding the rain shush the shock
And shake swagger of the sunshine days.
Someday a man has to face the prayer in his heart.
(Sao-
-Dhaj
-Eh’)
Thunder
Never a sunny day
Always never sunshine,
Even on a sunny day
A Sunshine- My dream.
(Sao-dhaj-eh’)
My sunshine.
Even on a sunshine day.
Where is my rain
My sunshine
Rain rainy
day
Today when the world is at bay
I can say what I say in a way
in
this
way
I can
play
all day
and say
what I say
in this way
in the
rain, in the
rain, in this rain
all day
we can
play we can say
Nothing.
My Sunshine,
My Saudade, (Sao-dhaj-eh’)
My Rain
We would do
Do nothing at all
We would do
Do alone together
We would do
Do Sunshine.
Do Rain.
If ever I do find you,
My Sunshine
My Saudade
My Rain.
~ Wynn ~
This one is brilliant.
Dancing genuine dances.
Eyes blush, roll beautiful.
Nervous with her wonderful.
Strong how she survives a solar storm of too little, too many bits of light, the normal world calls magnificent.
The world has never been enough for you in being too much.
Too much what others do looks nothing like you in quiet moments; that You- you call genuine You.
But how to say it through wanting words so an empty magnificent world would ever understand?
If only you had someone to tell you what causes you so much loneliness is so much connection to so much else, the so much else so many won’t ever see a connection to.
How can you be content in a world unable to recognize how much love you hold in your metaphorical heart?
You remake The World.
~ Wynn ~
Forever Moon Skies
What each night sky knows Each sunrise lacks.
I'd stare at the moon
All day.
All night.
Once with Love
Once with the memory
Of Love.
Without thought I'd feast
On moonlight and the memory
Of moonlight.
The Spirit of
The Moon and I
On the hillside in neglect
Of what others want
Of me.
What each night sky knows
Each sunrise lacks.
That Star.
That bully star!
Always
On the way,
(in the way)
Of
A perfect night sky.
Is there a galaxy anywhere
Untouched by starlight
Where poets sit on hillsides
In communion with forever moon skies
Unencumbered by the gravity
Of a ravenous star?
~ Wynn ~
"Soneto XVII
o te amo como si fueras rosa de sal, topacio
o flecha de claveles que propagan el fuego:
te amo como se aman ciertas cosas oscuras,
secretamente, entre la sombra y el alma.
Te amo como la planta que no florece y lleva
dentro de sí, escondida, la luz de aquellas flores,
y gracias a tu amor vive oscuro en mi cuerpo
el apretado aroma que ascendió de la tierra.
Te amo sin saber cómo, ni cuándo, ni de dónde,
te amo directamente sin problemas ni orgullo:
así te amo porque no sé amar de otra manera,
sino así de este modo en que no soy ni eres,
tan cerca que tu mano sobre mi pecho es mía,
tan cerca que se cierran tus ojos con mi sueño."
Pablo Neruda
For Pablo, For You
I don’t love you like salt rose, topaz
Or a detonation of carnations that set fire wild-
Like assured obscured impressions love.
I love you -in secret- between shadow and soul.
I love you like a plant that does not bloom,
But carries hidden within, the light of its flowers,
And thanks to your love, the secret scent
Of the Earth’s kept-safe love, lives in me.
I love you without knowing how, or when, or where.
I love you direct- without problems or pride:
I don't know any other way to love.
Their way says I am not you, nor you me,
But your hand on my chest is my breath,
Your eyes close to be my dream.
~ Wynn ~