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A Thousand Songs For Her
Author: Pondering Red

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Cool refreshing showers
of contentment
pour over him,
as he rinses and lathers on
the anticipation
of another kind smile from her.

Whistling throughout the day,
he is planning to write her
a thousand songs-
a thousand songs of
love and relaxation
and sultry jazz and many styles,
but mostly he plans to write
a thousand songs
with a message
of love woven into the theme.

He stays up all night
writing his lyrics,
blending them with
the nightime hours of reverie.
Alone in the room-
lamplight low-
just his rapidly beating heart-
and the nightime city.

His determination
escalates with every passing
nightime blink.
He is seduced by the beguiling
eyes of friday city energy.
He is lulled by dusks
rosy sweet approach.

He is still writing
a thousand songs
when morning sun seeps
into the rooms.
A few early birds
chirp their greetings.
His gladness comes to a fever pitch.
The crescendo of his writing
brings to him endless possibilities
and romantic interludes.

He is hoping she will be
enamoured by his
penmanship and selections.
He is almost finished the last song.
He wants to present her
with this package of harmony,
before she departs for vacation
in Greece early today.

He anticipates the shriek of joy,
the praise,maybe even
a kiss on the cheek-
a caress of the arm-
the shoulder-
the compliments
that will wrap around him like
a soft blanket of reassurance.

Tired as he is-
drained of good sleep,
he plans his clothes,
thinking of what may please her taste.
She has a pretty good life,
he imagines-
dynamic - interesting-
He is full of compliments of her.
She is his goddess-
his inspiration - his drive
to write the thousand songs-
a gift from his heart.

His soothing ponderings
come to a crash,
as the coffee cup
is set on the table.
Good morning.
I see you've been
up all night,
his girlfriend says.

He leaves the room
and goes to catch a few winks-
still feeling the warmth from
the bed where she lay-
where she dreamt of
a dark haired woman,
coming out of the mists
to receive her gift
of a thousand songs.

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