Writing songs

I read an interesting news item today regarding animal rights activist, Pamela Anderson.  Kudos to Pam, because she's a good role model.  Same with Angelina Jolie.  These women are truly beautiful in all ways.  Why are women perceived as the sexiest ever also the most sensitive, kind, and with a difficult past?  Same with Jenna Jameson, who was a porn star...although she's not really a humanitarian in some ways, she is beautiful with a difficult past.  I'm perceived as sexy...and I've had issues in my past - but I'm not going to talk about that right now.  Like Pam, I really don't trust people very much and my loyalty is to the animal kingdom, nature, and artistic expression.  More than ever, I'm glad to be an animal rights activist as we are making progress.

My artistic expression today is a song - lyrics.  I wrote this song for one of my favourite musicians - his initials are DG and he belonged to a band with the name Floyd in it.  Can you guess?  If he wanted to collaborate I could imagine us sitting at Fleetwood's on Front St. in Lahaina, Maui (Mick Fleetwood's restaurant) and going over a few things!  Am I too bold?  No, I'm an astrologer...and I know the nature of Pisces sun sign men.  It's possible - when they want to try something new they slip away in a silver shimmer, from any grasp - leaving a person with memories as elusive as water...



                                                                     Solomon’s Son 

I love your face

Your arms hold on

A smile so warm

Are we still on?

You can’t say I didn’t try enough

You won’t say I didn’t cry enough

Your eyes of sky can see me through

To make this love completely true.

I touched your hair

And kissed your mouth

And then my mind

Went tropic south

But if you are too old for this

And our time is just passing bliss

If you feel my kisses cool

And if you find we broke the rules –

Then go.  GO!  GO! 

                                                                               

But I still stay

And I still say

I love your face

Your arms hold on

Your smile is warm

And we go on.

 Copyright Luvelle Raevan