THESE WORDS I WRITE ARE SENT TO ME FOR YOU

Rodeosshow is the writings of Lance Martinelli
Known by several names, Rodeo being but one.

Welcome To The Rodeo Show All my poems for the world to see...
Just channeling words from the other side
Colors, Truths and Mere Speculation
Fall by the wayside

If you take my hand
You'll have my mind as well.
Welcome to the Rodeo Show

Welcome to the Rodeo Show

Welcome to the Rodeo Show

11/28/09

I See Your Face

I see your face in the flames of the firelight.
And smiling with love on this sad heart of mine.
Words I have spoken that I would love to retract.
Just saying I'm sorry won't bring you back.

In the night of my sorrow I look for the smile
That has kept this fool going for mile after mile.
But I can't hear you voice or your laugh so sublime.
And I miss your soft hand held so tightly in mine.

I suppose that you hate me and the blame takes my soul.
Seems I'm ever to blame and believe me I know.
So the next time I see you may be in the night.
In another body and some other life.
But I can still see your face in the flames of the firelight
Just holding me close for a time.

Years that have past like the ashes remain
Like a black and white picture with a crimson stain.
As the flames crackle softly in the silence of the dark.
I keep your soft touches in the recesses of my heart.

For the tears that I cry cannot dampen this flame
And it seems to me the sea-birds sing softly your name.
On this very spot where you moaned in sweet desire
I can still see your face.
See your face in the fire.
11/28/09

Without your touch I am reduced.

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