Before we touched
Posted on | October 4, 2004 | No Comments
Lying in our bed again
Reaching warmth inside its outside cold again…
We stood strong on our feet
We stood strong in our heat
Walking in the rain, dry to our touch
Floating dancing in the streets
Down a dusty raining street
Oh how we met, yes we did meet again….
Open window let me in again…
Never again cold no more…
Strangers in the hours before
We met, before we touched
Please speak to me, oh softly speak to me again…
Hold me till the rain stops, never again
Hold me till the inside cold is never again
Lying in my bed again
Seeking warmth from inside cold again
Never strong on my feet
Never strong in my heat
Strangers now again, hours never meet
Strung out in the street again
Whispers never touch again
Raining street, windows shut again
Oh how did we not meet, oh why did we never meet
Again… Dusty road is wet again, oh why did we never meet
Again…
Never again will we meet….
Never again…
~ philip m devin
Hope
Posted on | October 3, 2004 | No Comments
Stars align dancing light in my palm
Rising waves, swell against your walls
Hope leaps in distant hearts
Breath warm with passionate sight
Faith wraps my heart, safe
Chills to your touch
Snowflakes caught in your hair
Icicle prayers drip at my toes
Leaves roll in the wind
Sweeping streets fresh and clean
Walking open, clear of pain
Time pulling guiding my heart
Time pushing healing your heart
Sailing loves current
Seeking hearts shelter, safe
We align hearts dancing in the stars
~ philip m devin
I want you not to go
Posted on | October 2, 2004 | No Comments
Maybe different, but remember
Winters warm there you and I,
Kissing whiskey by the fire
With the snow outside
And the summer comes
The river swims at midnight
Shiver cold
Touch the bottom, you and I
With muddy toes
Stay or leave
I want you not to go
But you should
It was good, as good goes
Stay or leave
I want you not to go
But you did
Wake up naked drinking coffee,
Making plans to change the world
While the world is changing us…
It was good good love.
You used to laugh under the covers
Maybe not so often now
But the way I used to laugh with you
Was loud and hard
Stay or leave
I want you not to go
But you should
It was good as good goes
Stay or leave
I want you not to go
But you did
So what to do
With the rest of today’s afternoon, hey
Isn’t it strange how we change
Everything we did
Did I do all that i should
That I could’a done
Remember we used to dance
And everyone wanted to be
You and me
I want to be too
What day is this
Besides the day you left me?
What day is this
Besides the day you went?
So what to do
With the rest of the day’s afternoon, hey
Well isn’t it strange how we change
Everything we did
Did I do all that I could
Remember we used to dance
And everyone wanted to be you and me
I want to be too
What day is this
Besides the day you went babe
What day is this
Yet Unspoken Heart
Posted on | October 1, 2004 | No Comments
The greatest tragedy of our times
And in our hearts
Is not the evil words
and raised fists of angers damnation
Tight fist, aggressions act
Hatreds revenge can bring about
The broken heart
Simple effort process
all of which is known
The tragedy lies at fingers tip
The apathy and silence of words
yet unspoken
Intentions stashed away
while thoughts of love
stored like treasure lost
A beating heart is not so loud
When it pounds in furious thunder
Nor when veins coarse red
With torturous currents
It is the smallest note
that which can be heard
Fathoms deep in souls abyss
Waves rising crashing walls of concrete minds
Barriers yet not as strong
An action of ones hearts content
As hollow grasp
Brings silent tears
~philip m devin
She’s Gone…
Posted on | September 30, 2004 | No Comments
Neon shines through smoky eyes tonight
It