Lucky New Year

Happy New Year
We here it all the time
Never bad
Though it happens in far too many years
Lucky, no never hear it
But luck is what most of us need as we brace, then try to brave all of society’s elements
The good, the bad, the ugly
The unforeseen
That blindsided shot, either from a friend, family member, your boss
That stab in the back, ditto the above
So how to survive and keep on ticking?
A question for today, tomorrow, essentially every year
I, perhaps you neither have a clear, convincing answer
So for you as well as I, all we can really do is just pray
Pray that this year will be better than the last
Pray that there’s endless joy, little disappointment
Pray for love and healthy relationship
With your mate
With your family
With God, always God
And pray, pray for luck
For while we each entered this year saying Happy New Year
Ultimately it is luck that will carry us through
Helping us to overcome all obstacles
Big and small
Helping us succeed
For success, no matter the degree
Should be on each of our minds
Otherwise, why say Happy New Year
If you’re not ready continue chasing after all your dream?

Life As We Wish

If life could be
As you once envisioned
Would you want it to be wrinkle free?
So perfect that tree limbs bend
As you walk by
If only just in your mind?
If life could be
Imagination turned into reality
Would you have an ATM in your living room?
Cash flow at your every calling
Just loaded with money
In need of nothing?
If life could be
More predictable than unpredictable
Would you have that dream job?
Be engaged in the perfect marriage
Or relationship
Where two-way love overshadows all else?
If life could be …
Oh so jolly
I for one would go back to erase
My depressed childhood
Where I had no massaging hand to ease emotional pains
And at times little hope.
If life could be
As it apparently has not for many of us
From which mountain top would you like to stand
And scream
And give praise
For just still breathing?
If life could be
As we know God prefers
Would you not lie
Or cheat
Or sin
Or pay the devil any mind?
If life could be
As I must tell you it has not been for me
Would you allow prayer to be your everyday ignition
Main source of power
Your getaway from all chaos
Your gateway to a free mind.
If life could be
Pre-planned and forever unaltered
Where do you want to be today
And tomorrow and the next day
And the future?
Your life, my life, lived as always wished.

On Top of the World Because of You

I can go to Sugar Loaf Mountain
But you are here
I can search the rest of my life but you are here
I can fly, float
And I think I will
Because you are here
Beauty and perfection
Sweetness overflow
So, since you are here
I might as well fly and float
And dance
Dance on top of the world
‘Cause that’s the way you make me feel.

Deserving Love

In my eyes there is no woman prettier than you
I say with sincerity
I say
See, I say because of the swimming thoughts in my brain when I think about you
I say, see because I’m not into faking it
So, in my eyes, I say you’re hot
Thought it the first time I laid eyes on you
Think it even more now
Excuse me if I melt
Nothing wrong with that
For too many men hold back emotions
Try to hide true feelings
Like, can’t tell her that
But not me
For if I to not tell you today that you are the prettiest woman I ever seen
I may not get the chance to tomorrow
As nothing in life is guaranteed
So, I say with sincerity
You are pretty
And hot
Very desirable
Too precious to hurt
Just a worldwide darling
Deserving only to be loved.

Handsome Man to Pretty Woman

Pretty woman, pretty sincere
Is it possible to have both in one?
Goods and grace
Character of the highest, strong morals to go with it
Worth chasing, trying to move a mountain for
Walk through fire, blizzard just to get to
Pretty woman, pretty sincere
She’s out there
Really think she’s you
The non-stop pound in my heart telling me so
For when I think of pretty
I think of jaw-dropping, accident-causing
Sizzle, dazzle
Perfection in my eyes
An answer to lifetime dreams
But I also think of laughter and storytelling
Walks in the park, candlelight dinners
My pretty woman and I sharing it all
For when I think of pretty
I also think about what’s inside
‘Bout whether there is passion and sincerity
Whether there’s hurt that needs to be healed
Of which I could help
First with my hand, the touch of love
Then with my ear, for listening is a form of release
And lastly, simply with my heart
For I cannot lure the pretty woman of my choice
If my heart is not open
My intentions good
Temptations slowed in this world where pretty women are everywhere
But I just need one
And only one pretty woman
Sincerely, handsome man.

All Buzzed Over Her

You don’t have to touch a woman to actually feel her
To actually connect
As I believe to be the case between you and I
Without even a kiss
Without nothing more than just a hug and friendly conversation
But that’s good enough for me
Good enough because I’m buzzing now
With excitement, thrills beyond imagination
Thrills that come with wonder
The wonder of what it is that makes you tick, happy, sensual at the right times
Times like when the lights are dim and the curtains closed
For privacy and fun
For better connecting
Of our bodies, our souls, our minds
Of all my greatest desires
Which, truth be told, I have a lot of whereas you are concerned
And I’ve never touched you beyond just a friendly hug
But my imagination runs wild, my hope strong
For hope and imagination stirs my mind, warms my heart
Keeps me buzzing about you.

Pecking Your Way

I am the wood pecker
Peck, peck, peck
I am bird
Listen, that’s me singing,
“I wish I could carry you away,”
Today, tonight, tomorrow
Heck, yesterday
You know, ‘cause my eyes need not wander any further than you
For you are beauty and grace
My heart need not beat another direction
For I’ve waited enough years
Just to feel the pound I now have over you.
Peck, peck, peck
Yes, I’m chipping away, not hard, not wild
But pecking and checking
Hoping to gain your attention
Your eyes, your ears, your hand as well
Hoping to tap into your heart
Hoping to hear you one day say or sing, if you’d like,
“I wish I could fly away with you,”
Sweet music, life-turning stuff
But until that day comes, if ever
I am the wood pecker
Peck, peck, peck
I am bird
Listen, that’s me not only singing
But also glancing at you from head to toe
For you are beauty and grace
A garden of hope
My garden, of course
My hope, no doubt
A dream
And maybe one day my reality.