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Land of Milk, Honey, and Fruit PDF Print E-mail
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[Excerpt:  (c)2006 by Rajah] -->  There was a man who entered the land of milk, honey, and fruit. The land was a wonderful land of lush greenery and colorful flowers. The flowers rested upon stems that were long or short, or thick or slim. Their petals opened and closed at the bequest of the sun and they spewed their aromatic perfume into the air causing sensations in the mind. The sky was amazingly blue and clouds were unheard of. The sun bathed radiant embers of light across the land. There was only daylight and no night, so the radiance from the sun was a constant. The suns loving warmth nurtured the fruit causing it to burst forth in abundance....  

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TOGETHER PDF Print E-mail
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TOGETHER… WE CAN WEATHER ANY STORM TOGETHER… WE CAN BE REBORN TOGETHER… WE CAN CONQUER ALL TOGETHER… WE CAN HAVE A BALL TOGETHER… WE CAN SOAR & FLY TOGETHER… WE CAN TOUCH THE SKY TOGETHER… U & I. TOGETHER… WE CAN’T BE STOPPED TOGETHER… WE CAN REACH THE TOP TOGETHER… LIKE WORDS IN A RHYME TOGETHER… TILL THE END OF TIME TOGETHER… OUR PARTS BECOME ONE WE BECOME WHOLE TOGETHER… IN MIND, BODY & SOUL TOGETHER… WE’RE BETTER THAN APART TOGETHER… HEART TO HEART.

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IT LOOKS LIKE LOVE PDF Print E-mail
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DEAR GOD & ME PDF Print E-mail
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TEASE

OBJECT OF MY AFFECTION

SELF INDUCED INFATUATION A VICTIM OF AN OVER ACTIVE IMAGINATION STRICTLY BEYOND THE REALM OF RATIONAL REALIZATION BORED AND ALL ALONE IT WAS EASY TO FALL INTO A ROMANTIC ZONE. NOW I’VE GONE AND CREATED AN IMAGINARY AFFAIR AGAINST MY WILL BUT DAYDREAMS AND POETRY DON’T PAY NO BILLS SO AFTER ALL IS SAID AND DONE I’M BACK TO SQUARE ONE A VICTIM OF AN OVER ACTIVE IMAGINATION AND MY OWN SELF INDUCED INFATUATION.

ON SPEC

CAN I KISS YOUR NECK YOUR LIPS YOUR FACE OR TOUCH YOUR WAIST OR HOLD YOUR HAND OR LOOK INTO YOUR EYES AND MAKE PROMISES UPON PROMISES ABOUT WHAT I’LL DO FOR U IF I WERE YOUR MAN. ON SPECULATION WITHOUT ANY REASONABLE EXPECTATIONS OF MUTUAL RECIPROCATION EVEN IF U WERE JUST PRETENDING I’D WRITE A STORY WITH A HAPPY ENDING WITHOUT ANY REGRETS HOPING I COULD GET A HUG OR A KISS OR JUST A LITTLE PECK… ON SPEC.

SEE-SAW

I SEE SHE SAW I WENT UP SHE BROUGHT ME DOWN I CAME TO PLAY SHE FLEW AWAY NOW I SEE WHAT SHE SAW AS SHE LET ME DOWN A PLAYFUL BOY LOOKING FOR A TOY AND A LITTLE JOY… AND A CHANCE TO FOOL AROUND.

U CAN BE

U CAN BE MY SUNSHINE AND MY MOONLIGHT MY INSPIRATION MY MOTIVATION THE REASON I WRITE. U CAN BE MY POT OF GOLD AT THE RAINBOW’S END U CAN BE MY LOVER, MY PAL, MY BEST FRIEND. U CAN BE ANYTHING U CHOOSE TO BE IF U CHOOSE TO BE WITH ME. HOOK, LINE & SINKER

WENT FISHING FOR A DISH AND GOT MY WISH GOT REELED IN GOT CAUGHT TRIED TO FIGHT BUT THE LURE WAS TOO TIGHT I WAS BLINDED BY THE LIGHT AND WHAT I SAW GOT ME RIGHT IN THE JAW… HOOKED, BAGGED AND READY TO BE TAGGED FLATTERED BATTERED AND READY TO BE FRIED COULDN’T GET AWAY NO MATTER HOW HARD I TRIED. TRUE, THERE ARE MANY FISH IN THE SEA BUT THIS TIME THE TABLES GOT TURNED AND THE FISH CAUGHT ME.

CATALYST OF CHANGE

NOT THE FORCE BUT THE SOURCE NOT THE WATER BUT THE RAIN YOU’RE THE ENGINE OF THE TRAIN THAT MOVES ME ALONG NOT THE WORDS, THE MUSIC OR THE BEAT YOU’RE THE INSPIRATION FOR THE SONG. YOU’RE THE “Y” IN THE YEARNING THAT CREATES THE BURNING THAT IGNITES THE SPARK THAT CREATES THE FLAME THAT STARTS THE FIRE THAT CREATES THE DESIRE TO GO HIGHER AND HIGHER MY REASON TO ASPIRE FOR GREATER HEIGHTS… YOU’RE THE LIGHT MY RAISON D’ETRE MY REASON TO BE MY CATALYST FOR CHANGE YOU INSPIRE ME. TEASE

PLEASE CAN I HAVE SOME OF YOUR TIME U STAY ON MY MIND BUT YOU’RE SO HARD TO FIND U GIVE ME A LITTLE WHEN I WANT A LOT I TRY TO BE COOL BUT U MAKE ME HOT I TRY TO STAY AWAY I TRY NOT TO CALL BUT U TRIPPED ME UP MADE ME FALL HEAD OVER HEEL WHAT’S THE DEAL? ARE U AWARE THAT I CARE? PLEASE LET ME KNOW I NEED TO WALK AWAY BUT I JUST CAN’T GO U GOT ME WEAK IN THE KNEES SO PLEASE TEASE ME SOME MO’.

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