I've come across the desert
To greet you with a smile
My camel looks so tired
It's hardly worth my while
To tell you of my travels
Across the Golden East
I see your preparations
Invite me first to feast

Take me I'm yours
Because dreams are made of this
Forever there'll be a heaven in your kiss

Amusing belly dancers
Distract me from my wine
Across Tibetan mountains
Are memories of mine
I've stood some ghostly moments
With natives in the hills
Recorded here on paper
My chills and thrills and spills

It's really been some welcome
You never seem to change
A grape to tempt your leisure
Romantic gestures strange
My eagle flies tomorrow
It's a game I treasure dear
To seek the helpless future
My love at last I'm here


Rimshot said...

Sometimes, I don't know which I like better, the post or the label(s).

I, like the view, still said...

well, see it's a multi-purpose kinda system

secret messages written all over the place, invisible things between the lines

meaningful lyrics or band names - or no meaning at all

you should see the images painted under the images - something to behold

some of it relevant, some of it rambling, nothing is planned, all totally spontaneous, as the mood took me, most of it non-sensical

a small piece of harmless fun

one of millions

an ordinary life, like any other

it is the views from this life that are the extraordonary things around here

(am I smiling, a small one I think)