These are some song lyrics/poems I found sitting around my hard drive. I make no guarantees about their quality. Anyone who wants to may play with them, all I ask is credit for the lyrics. I hope you see something that amuses you. ^_^ Tomo''s Song Not only do I love your petals; also I adore your thorns I frolic in your slightest smiles, I revel in your fleers and scorns Nip me with your toothsome wit, nay, chew me over like a bone I am taffy I enjoy it; do it right you’ll make me moan. “I know some good games we could play!” said the cat. “I know some new tricks!” said the Cat in the Hat. “A lot of good tricks – I will show them to you. Your mother will not mind at all if I do.” I know every tantric sex trick, when to swallow, when to hum, Where to touch and where to lick and how to do that thing with my tongue But, my midnight angel lover, can you teach me how to Fall? That’s the one trick I can’t master, I cannot manage it at all. My heart is secretive and strange, it tells me not what it’s about My heart is slippery and proud, but maybe you can tease it out Give to me a golden collar; help me put it on my heart Like a falcon tamed by fetter nature is improved by art You walk in beauty like the night/Of cloudless climes and starry skies And all that’s best of dark and bright/Are met in your aspect and your eyes, So clothe yourself in my embrace and gaze at me with golden eyes Framed by lashes of black lace the better me to mesmerize I love a damsel overly distressed, With teary eye and heaving breast; By your battered heart, by your subjugated wings My easy heart’s ensorcelled and impressed, My soul compelled to genuflect and sing Of the subtle beauty of broken things. So let me make you pant and keen, let me hear your groans and sighs Let me worship with my tongue your milk white flanks and creamy thighs How do I love thee, let me count the ways: I love your lips, your moonlit tresses Thy beauty commands me gaze at thee, thy scent commands my kisses Let me sip your passion, my Pierian spring, I have none of my own; Just a shallow draught to intoxicate my brain, then I''ll build you a dream-drunken throne! And all who hear should see it there, that sunny dome, those caves of ice And all should cry beware beware! They drink the milk of Paradise! ____________________________________________ Christmas in July In a dream I tried to milk a unicorn Fruitlessly No juice in those batteries. It’s breasts were as dry as sand Barren as a desert in my hands Because there was only one unicorn. Christmas Eve Day in July the sun overhangs me Red-orange coppery, like metallic orange juice – This is what blood should look like. Is it the wind, bright and yellow-clear and sweet, That keeps the overhanging sun from falling down and in on Me, spread-eagled in soft gray-ochre-clay dust? Perhaps the clouds; yes Perhaps the clouds like white coffee The kind without any coffee in it… Maybe the clouds float up, like bubbles in mountain dew, Float up and press their spines against the heavy red sun, Lifting and staying it suspended. Cause or is it effect? It might be that the broad, warm underbelly of the sun Holds the clouds down to Earth Holding them from straying far away And maybe becoming stars In the jungles of the sky. An intrepid explorer could go there And find a Featherfire Christmas tree With needles made of comet-tails I will go Hiking through moondrifts of snow And meadows of cloud for my tree. The moon teaches me to chant a lullaby, And for Christmas gives me a dragon egg, Sun-colored, To incubate and worship in a Cloudnest beneath My Christmas tree with the star on top. Christmas dawn my present will unwrap itself And my new solar muse will teach me On a perfect sun-dazzling July day The language of dualities: How to have my cake and eat it too. How not to be unicorn alone. ___________________________________________ Spice (spis), n., pl. of Spouse Oh, I crave some spice, and I’m not thinking cayenne I crave some spice, ‘cause my-y life’s too bland Life tastes way too boring with just one woman or man So that’s why I’m developin’ this little plan: You’ll come and spice up my tastebuds, and I’ll tickle yours Then we’ll get together a-and tease hers Oh it would be so nice… I don’t hafta’ think twice The answer is: I need some spice! Chorus: I need some spice in my life, say two or three People to care for who will care for me I need some spice in my life, say three or four Bodies to play with, and souls to adore Oh it’s gonna be a challenge to keep the balance Diplomacy’s just one of the necessary talents One needs when one is trying not to slip Up in dealing with a 5-alarm relationship; I hope I find the skill to keep it all placid Or I might end up crying and calling for antacid! But the promise of happiness is worth that price I just can’t deny it; I need some spice! Chorus The reason polyamory is worth all this bother Is it’s magic when the people I love love each other Compersion is my version of ‘amazing grace’ It gives me back my faith in the human race. That’s why I want you for my sweetie’s as well as for my own Here where we can cuddle you and breathe your cologne I want you here beside us – nothin’ else will suffice Red rover, come over and be our spice! Chorus, some kind of ending

i was surprised by how well your lyrics fit to the bit of midi i had up, and whereas i''m all for unabashed creativity, i have to let my personal opinion thru here and say..

what the hel are you invoking carnal behaviour in humans for? as if we need more fucking idiots? do you know what humans do to other life forms? are you totally stupid or just evil??

Err, I''m guessing ''invoke carnal behavior''=writing about sex/love? My goal is certainly not to encourage humans to reproduce, although frankly I don''t care about what humans do to other lifeforms. I see sex as being at the heart of both the aesthetic impulse and the social impulse, which are IMO the two things that make human existence meaningful. So I am certainly not stupid, though possibly evil depending on your definition of ''evil''.

yeah, pretty much having no conscience qualifies as evil

Hey, sorry for necro-posting, I just wanted to remind anyone interested that these and other song lyrics I have written are still free to anyone who wants to play with them. Here are the lyrics for Open (they were originally posted in another thread and I didn''t want to necro both of them):


Open Yourself

We huddle from the dark and chill,
And the howling of the wind,
And all of us are lonely,
Each trapped in his own skin,

For men are only flesh and dreams,
Blood and bone and sin;
Leave not each other in the cold,
But Open! and take them in.

[Open] Open your heart, [Open] open your eyes,
[Open] Part your wet lips, [Open] part your soft thighs;
Sow though there''s no time to reap,
Then take a breath …and leap!

This world is cold and lonely,
And no matter how many times
Or how truly you give your heart away,
Requitement may never be thine.

Requitement may never be thine, my friends,
And the world cannot be fought.
But on good days, with courage, it may be faced;
Happiness is not found, but wrought.

So paint your face and frame your loins
With tassels to entice.
Curve your lips with promises,
Sway your hips with spice.

Love the wounded ones, my friends,
As the night is loved by the day.
Love the prettiest when you can,
And the wittiest when you may.

All of us are tattered,
With time and care worn thin,
But broken things are beautiful,
And pain and love are kin,

For men are only needs and hopes,
Wishes, wants, and fears;
Leave not each other to despair,
But hold them and dry their tears.

[Open] Open your heart, [Open] open your eyes,
[Open] Part your sweet lips, [Open] part your warm thighs;
Sow though there''s no time to reap,
Then take a breath …and leap!

It is enough to love one thing
As hard and pure as you can.
It is enough to make happiness
For one woman or one man.

I only hope for kindness,
I will not cry for love,
But give my own as freely
As the sun shines from above.

I only hope for poetry,
I will not ask for more,
But be content to leap at the sky
Though I have no wings to soar.

[Open] I open my heart, [Open] I open my eyes,
[Open] I part my red lips, [Open] I part my white thighs;
I sow though there''s no time to reap,
Then I take a breath …and leap!



And I have four partially-completed sets of lyrics, one about time, one about frrling the world intensely, and two about love, which I will find time to finish if anyone particularly wants them.