Saudades.

Saudades do amor,

Saudades de voce,

Saudades da dor,

Que não quero esquecer.

Saudades dos carinhos,

Saudades da paixão,

Saudades dos beijinhos,

Que eu dava de montão.

Saudades dos encontros,

Saudades do olhar,

Saudades do seus contos,

Que amava escutar.

Saudades dos abraços,

Saudades do ardor,

Saudades dos amassos,

Que tu dava com louvor.

Saudades de te ver,

Saudades sem rancor,

Saudades com bem querer,

Que tu me dar amor.

Colours.

Yellow, green, red and blue,

Which is the ideal colour for you?

Does it depend upon your mood?

'Cause colours can change your attitude.

Green is calming or so they say,

Brings good vibes in every way.

Blue is classic in any shade,

But with plenty of sun, watch it fade.

Yellow and orange are hard to wear,

Only at Carnival, if I dare?

White is as pure, as pure can be,

Good for virgins...that's not me!

Pink is avoided by the men,

But all little girls think it's a ten.

Purple is royal and rich to behold,

Worn with magesty by folks who are bold.

Earthy brown suits some,

Reminds me of chocolate, yum, yum!

Then there's red with all it's passion,

Sexy lingerie, very fashion!

Beige, khaki, violet and grey,

Extra colours with which to play.

I'll finish with black, my personal best,

Although there's no colour that I detest.

Yellow, green, red and blue,

Which is the ideal colour for you?

Time Song.

The years have gone so fast.

I woke up realizing how much has past.

Friends have come and friends gone.

Some with tears and some with song.

And the clock continues to tick,

Faster and faster burns the wick.

Is there still time,

To accomplish my purpose in life's great mime?

Or have I had my only chance,

To make a difference to any human's circumstance?

These are questions that haunt my mind.

Has my life been useless to mankind?

What did I come to do?

If not, to reach out to you.

Can I still touch a heart?

So much to do before I depart.

The minutes they rush on.

Soon I will be gone.

And the clock continues to tick,

Faster and faster burns the wick.

                        

Easter

                         
                Here's to new beginnings....Happy Easter EVERYONE!!!

My Ode To Chocolate.

Always sublime, rich or creamy

In anyway, shape or form,

Chocolate is just too damb dreamy,

It takes me by a storm!

Orgasmic in every way,

Makes me drool in thought,

Who needs men to play?

When chocolate can be bought!

Comes in different colours.

Melts against my tongue.

Fills my brain with flutters.

Helps to keep me young!

It's instant satisfaction,

Each and every time.

A full-blown reaction,

Without pretence or mime!

Easier to find then men,

Chocolate is the best.

This magic potion is a ten,

My very seductive guest!

Excuse me now, I must go,

I feel my urges beckon...

Time to let my emotions flow,

Hmmmm.....Chocolate fun, I reckon!