They will come with many roses in the early afternoon –Edward Arlington Robinson Everything I do I think of you The piece of you inside me That does its best to guide me Wonders why I do the things I do Everything I do I think of you I always feel much better When I wear you like a sweater I never shed the person that I knew Everything I do I think of you Your memory will stay Until I fade away My last goodbye will be our adieu by Richard W. Bray
Every inch of you is perfect —Meghan Trainor and Kevin Kadish Your naughty naughty body And your dirty dirty mind Got my head aspinning And I think I’m going blind So kinetic and so crazy How you keep a body warm Cover me and praise me And shelter me with storm Your naughty naughty body And your dirty dirty mind Absolute perfection From your head to your behind So kinetic and so crazy How you keep a body warm Cover me and praise me And shelter me with storm Your naughty naughty body And your dirty dirty mind You’re a sinner — you’re a saint You’re one of a kind So kinetic and so crazy How you keep a body warm Cover me and praise me And shelter me with storm By Richard W. Bray
You did not come, And marching Time drew on, and wore me numb,— —Thomas Hardy, A Broken Appointment I guess I just amused you But I felt so much more Wondrous happy singsong Leading to your door A kiss, a smile, a rainbow Aren’t always what they seem Underneath a streetlamp Waiting on a dream Time to face my sorrow Time to live my fate The moon is now descending The hour is getting late Hope, rejection, heartache — My never-ending theme Underneath a streetlamp Waiting on a dream Memories immortal Melodies divine Radiance and laughter A moment of your time A kiss, a smile, a rainbow Aren’t always what they seem Underneath a streetlamp Waiting on a dream by Richard W. Bray
Your song is the sunshine Your song is the rain Jacarandas swaying Humming your refrain Both ends of the rainbow And everything between Celebrate your memory You’ll always be my Queen Your song is in the heavens Cooing like a dove Everyone who knew you Is better for your love by Richard W. Bray
I'm at the tip of the top There's a pep in my step I got the hippity hop Winning all of my bets I’m hanging on a hope Met a special sort of friend I’m such a silly old dope Am I falling again? Gonna get a new start I’m so happy I could scream For the bounce in my heart And the sparkle in my dreams I’m hanging on a hope Met a special sort of friend I’m such a silly old dope Am I falling again? By Richard W. Bray
Your skin changes color
What a marvelous tongue
You warm me all over
When we’re sitting in the sun
Your nictitating membrane
Really makes me wanna sin
When you slither all around me
You know I always shed my skin
We could raise a brood of geckos
On grasshoppers and kale
Dig a hole for your eggs, dear
I’ll even grow a new tail
If you’ll be my little mamba
I’ll be a happy crocodile
Fending off a thousand vipers
Just to see your scaly smile
By Richard W. Bray
a movie in the afternoon
with you
a walk, a talk, a Gershwin tune
with you
in a cabin in the hills
with you
in a field of daffodils
with you
snuggle on the coldest night
with you
feeling safe and holding tight
with you
everything is warm and true
with you
in a universe of two
with you
by Richard W. Bray
How’d you make the world
Collapse and disappear?
How’d you make your voice
The only thing I hear?
How’d you take my troubles
And tear them all apart?
How’d you know the song
In my heart?
How’d you know the song
In my heart?
How’d you patch me up
And nurse me back to health?
How’d you create a world
Where time was someplace else?
How’d you erase the past
And make a whole new start?
How’d you know the song
In my heart?
How’d you know the song
In my heart?
by Richard W. Bray
all day long
I think of you
subsisting on
your residue
too good to be true
too good to be true
too good to be true
warmth and style
and royal blue
all wrapped up
inside of you
too good to be true
too good to be true
too good to be true
your hair, your smile
your ballyhoo
I would pay
to be your shoe
too good to be true
too good to be true
too good to be true
sophistication
through and through
you’ll never play
the ingénue
too good to be true
too good to be true
too good to be true
I live for love
I never knew
the psycho ward
is overdue
too good to be true
too good to be true
too good to be true
by Richard W. Bray
thank you
for letting me
love you
I had a pocket
full of empty
when you picked me
and dreamt me
into another world
you’re a special
kind of girl
thank you
for letting me
love you
I was crying out
for cover
for a friend, a muse
a lover
you’re my salvador
you were everything
and more
thank you
for letting me
love you
there’s no way
to repay
and now you’ve
gone away
everything I ever do
only happens
cuz of you
by Richard W. Bray
Laughter hope sock in the eye's Blog 