AT LEAST WE’LL HAVE PARIS

My loving joy is you, my beauty!
My loving joy is you! My beauty,
shall we stroll to the “City of Lights?”
Shall we stroll to the “City of Lights?”
Stroll my beauty, to the “City of Lights”, shall we?
Loving you is my joy!

Aloft in the Eiffel Tower our souls are here.
Aloft in the Eiffel Tower our souls are here
where passion lays in each others hearts!
Where passion lays in each others hearts
our souls are aloft in each other! Here where hearts lay;
passion in the Eiffel Tower.

And me carrying you to hold a Paris night,
and me carrying you to hold a Paris night,
or run away down Avenue des Champs-Élysées,
or run away down Avenue des Champs-Élysées.
And a Paris night holds you, or carrying me away
to run down Avenue des Champs-Élysées!

The Eiffel Tower holds hearts aloft
and a stroll down the Avenue des Champs-Élysées
is me carrying you in to where passion lays.
Shall we run away to Paris, “City of Lights”,
or spend our nights here in each others souls?
You are my beauty, my loving joy!

 

© Walter J Wojtanik, 2015

Poetic Asides with Robert Lee Brewer – PARADELLE CHALLENGE

TATOOINE DREAMS

Twin suns bake and taking their toll, denying.
Twin suns bake and taking their toll, denying
you, a farmer boy is full of dreams,
You, a farmer boy is full of dreams!
Dreams of a twin taking you, and suns
bake, farmer boy. Full, their toll is denying

a force so strong? And it belongs to you, evader!
A force so strong, and it belongs to you, evader!
Deep feelings control your very soul,
deep feelings control your very soul,
feelings, a force so deep and strong, your very soul
controls evader, it belongs to you!

Learning the way long ago and far, far away.
Learning the way long ago and far, far away,
to battle – a dearth, a survivor alive in your father’s eye.
To battle, a dearth, a survivor alive in your father’s eye!
In your father’s eye, learning the way to battle far,
far away, alive long ago, a survivor! A dearth

denying you control, and a soul full,
twins taking their deep feelings, a toll very strong
a force belongs to you, so learning of the way long ago
in dreams and suns, to battle far – bake it .
Your eye, far away, alive – a survivor
farmer boy, dearth evader is your father!

 

© Walter J Wojtanik, 2015

Poetic Asides with Robert Lee Brewer – PARADELLE CHALLENGE

BEDFORD FALLS RISING

George Bailey, a failure? And maybe the story ends –
George Bailey: A failure! And maybe the story ends,
but it cannot keep friends down. Bedford Falls is good,
but it cannot keep friends down. Bedford Falls is good
and maybe, friends cannot keep George Bailey down
for the story is good. But, Bedford Falls a failure? It ends

not so surprising by rising to life’s greater glory.
Not so surprising. By rising to life’s greater glory,
a happy community is forged. For a man who has morals,
a happy community is forged. For a man who has morals,
rising to a community is not surprising, so life’s morals
forged by a man who has greater glory.

No man is able to lasso the moon!
No man is able to lasso the moon!
Clarence when you aid him, he is wonderful,
Clarence when you aid him, he is wonderful
to you. Lasso the moon, Clarence! Man is able
when he is wonderful, so aid him!

It is not so surprising, Bedford Falls is rising, by George Bailey
to forge a community for greater glory.
No man is a failure who has friends, and the story ends
happy. Maybe, but morals aid him:
you cannot keep a good man down, Clarence!
Life’s wonderful when he is able to lasso the moon!

 

© Walter J Wojtanik, 2015

Poetic Asides with Robert Lee Brewer – PARADELLE CHALLENGE