48 Hours After You Left

The telephone
has put on a bathrobe
complaining that my constant staring
makes it feel naked.
And I find myself out in the street
interrogating raindrops
as to your whereabouts.
This one particular raindrop
keeps being very evasive, answering in metaphors
(I may have to get rough.)
Happiness stumbles along
smelling of Mad Dog
and mumbo sauce,
wearing cheap sneakers
with holes the size of a headache
and a shirt that reads
like a menu of stains.
I've begun bottling my tears
to serve as holy water
and all the vowels
in my vocabulary
are now lookouts
on my windowsill
waiting to trumpet
your return.

by D.J. Renegade

Always...

Everything went wrong,
And the whole day long
I'd feel so blue.
For the longest while
I'd forget to smile,
Then I met you.
Now that my blue days have passed,
Now that I've found you at last -

I'll be loving you always
With a love thats true always.
When the things youve planned
Need a helping hand,
I will understand always.

Always.

Days may not be fair always,
Thats when I'll be there always.
Not for just an hour,
Not for just a day,
Not for just a year,
But always.

I'll be loving you, oh always
With a love thats true always.
When the things youve planned
Need a helping hand,
I will understand always.

Always.

Days may not be fair always,
Thats when Ill be there always.
Not for just an hour,
Not for just a day,
Not for just a year,
But always.

Not for just an hour,
Not for just a day,
Not for just a year,
But always.

by Irving Berlin

I Will Watch Over You...

When the day dawns and the sun comes up,
And sleep is done and the dreams have ended,
You'll find me there, right next you;
I will watch over you.

As the day's work begins and you make your way
To those needed tasks,
And words come up that are less than pleasant--no worries;
I will watch over you.

If your energy fades
And the effort seems too much,
If your mind starts to wander, no problem--
I will watch over you.

When breaktime comes
And others clamour for your attention
And your thoughts seem like someone else's,
I will watch over you.

As the day stretches on
And fatigue sets in and
You seek the comfort of home,
I will watch over you.

When your hands seem enclosed
By those larger than yours
And you feel safe, it's me because I said,
I will watch over you.

When night finally falls and all that's left
Is slumber and dreams,
Sleep well because,
I will watch over you.

Everything PointsTo Us...

Halo, Honey Girl,

You are always in my thoughts. You are in my every waking moment. My dreams have evolved so that one way or another you are in them, every night. Virtually all I do, every I step I take is with you and us in mind. I plan my time so that my efforts lead to more of what we need to be able to experience our lives more fully and to have, be and do whatever we want. And now, everything points to us…

I sent you “The Secret” and The Science Of Getting Rich for many reasons but the most important one was so that you and I would think alike, that we would think with positive expectancy toward anything we envisioned. If we thought about it and planned it out, we would expect it to become real. I sent these to you and “The Daily Motivator” and the other things so that you would know—absolutely know—that someone else believed in you and your goals and dreams. Also, I sent them (and continue to send them) with my belief that you would choose me as your friend (your best friend) and later would come to me, put your arms around me and tell me I would be your deepest lover, forever. I wanted you to understand that having a life’s purpose for yourself would give meaning to your every action and thought and that having a certain mindset, doing things in a certain way would inevitably result in anything you wanted to have or to become. And now, everything points to us…

Both of us are working everyday toward shared goals: that we are together for the rest of our lives and that we will build together a life that no one had ever dreamed of—except us. You are studying courses, which while not particularly interesting or satisfying, will be of great service to us in the very near future. I am studying how to go from zero to USD$100, 000, 000 in our business which is a difficult study but which also will be the basis of our future together. That we are speaking with each other in such great admiration of each others’ talents, abilities and skills is testimony that we see how each of us adds to the other, immeasurably. And now, everything points to us…

I look for signs to affirm we are doing the right things. I am able to support you as you continue through school; as best I can. With that support comes the day you will graduate on time. You have a renewed interest in school as you can now see how use those studies in your future. Your poses are intriguing and plentiful allowing me to choose what best reflects you and what I can portray that is new. When I post something new of you, people rush to see what I have done. (Yesterday, we achieved a new record in visitors for one day—73—at Yessy.com) In the short time that I have advertised our art (just a month) we already made one sale and have a retail store interested in representing us. I have a good artist friend advising me on how to improve the art (not much he says) but more on marketing it and I am taking some steps he suggests. I am getting better as an artist and now as a marketer, I will be unstoppable. You will handle the financial end of our business just as it begins to rise to bigger heights than anyone dreamed. And now, everything points to us…

About four or five years ago, my passport expired. I applied for a new one so that, in time, I could travel overseas, particularly to visit somebody I care about very much. She lives in the Philippines on its biggest island in a small town by a bay. Today, that renewed passport arrived! All I need now is a visa and an airline ticket and you, Princesa, and I will hold each other for the very first time. It won’t be long now!

And that’s why I say, “…everything points to us…”

I love you, Princesa CC

Dickie

No One...

No one is as beautiful as you.
No one poses like you.
No one is as imaginative as you.
No one is as clever as you.
No one is as intelligent as you.
No one is as charming as you.
No one is as loving as you.
No one has captured me like you have.
No one has arrested me for loving you like you.
No one has me confessing to love in the 1st degree like you do.
No one makes me feel the way I do like you do.
No one has ever been loved like you are by me.
No one loves me like you do.
No one...

Yes...

Your breath quickens, yes,
Catches, yes,
Slows, yes,
Quickens, again, yes,
Deeper, yes,
Holds, yes,
One last deep breath, yes,
And then, yes,
Oh yes, yes, yes,
One long sigh, yes,
And holds, yes,
And yes,
Yes, yes, yes,
You behind my eyes, yes,
You watching, yes,
This is because of you, yes,
I dream you near, yes,
My breath hot, yes,
You are My Love, yes,
Oh yes,
Yes,

Yes,


Yes…



Yes…




Yes…

I Am--Thine

My Darling Belovéd Princesa Che-Che,

I weep before your beauty.
I bend my knee to the power of your gaze.
I am prostrate facing you.
I beg to breathe again.
I beg you allow my heart to beat again.
I am helpless.
I am hopelessly in love with you.
I beseech you; lift me to where you are.
I seek permission to be alongside you.
I await your soft words granting me audience.
I am yours in my heart, my mind and my soul.
I faithfully carry your heart in mine.
I serve.
I love.
I am--

Thine