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Voodoo Eyes

voodoo eyes listen on youtube or here  1 THERE ARE TRACES OF  VOODOO WITH TALES TO COME,  AND around IT THE EMPTINESS OF WHAT’S NOT YOU HAVE’NT THEY TOLD YOU that IN YOU,  THERE IS something in my reduced world FOR ME TO BARE when around you so INTO THE EDGE OF THE COOLEST cave i delve into SHADE & SALIVA reminiscing the blue glow of the second kiss the burn of embrace that will never feel the same we love to lay under the breezy sky mating voluptuous lips  but IN YOUR EYES  THERE IS VOODOO,   IN YOUR EYES  THERE IS VOODOO 2 HAVE’NT THEY TOLD YOU to LET MY EYES SEE WHAT THE WORLD HAS CONDENSED IN YOUR SOUL,  THE BEAUTY THAT DOESN’T  BELONG ON THIS earthly LANDSCAPE,  BUT a statue ON THE LAWNS OF THE GODS ABOVE ,  LET ME FEEL WHAT LANGUAGE  NESTLED ON YOUR TONGUE ,  WHAT CAN I TAKE FROM YOUR MOUTH ,  OR POLISH THE TATTOO ON YOUR LIPS ,  feelings that I've dreamt of you confirmed the warm healing sign...

Rose of Judah

Rose of Judah (dec 2025) listen on youtube or here  Rose of Judah (New 2025 Laly's Version) let her play amongst the pulps and flowers swaying with the breeze   contagious laughter brushes off catcalls from thorns   strolling between carnations , daisy's and jasmines   with an entourage of birds, bees, and butterflies she blends in with ease   I can take this into the far side  bury my face in the colors of life & subside I'm eclipsed and dazed by that beautiful face  i see why the lord annointed her a world blessing What do I see in nature?  a Judaean rose escapade, extending the elixir of her smile equalizing my epidemic when the Hebrew dialect rolls of her tongue forever, those beautiful eyes will her vision ever target me? Oh, how I wish to be victimized by her  so let her run barefooted  like a soft current between the hills  as I envy nature gracing her presence my Judaean rose the colors of humanity ble...

Friends

 friends listen on youtube or here my heart is not beating much, but i can hear it condemning me where do I start from when all my friends are gone? i can only trust the dead because they can't harm me anymore at the peak of loneliness, I ask myself, how am I loved? what is it, and which version should I trust they all give me the same feelings, but the end is always disappointing from the closest of them all to the furthest it starts out with ordinary trust, then it changes gears midway betrayal seems like the order of life; it seems like there's a conflict of interest every day seems like the last as I got old, I never learned, in life, there's a different lesson every day Hope is a killer for a shallow soul adored as a wealth mine for the greedy I might be a fringe to be served on someone's plate for an anniversary... I've made it this far I've been living the moments since my arrival, to say hello, I've got to go back to the land I have wandered off fro...