Archive for the ‘melody’ Tag

~ Prelude to a Valentine ~   1 comment

(Just some old words, crying for some music to turn them into a song)

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Just an old familiar song I hear
Keeps wanderin’ back to me
Brings me back to times so dear
When you were here with me
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It’s just a melody
That brings back memories
A soft and tender tune
Beneath the stars and moon
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Along a lonely avenue
With nothing there to see
Notes ring out so clear and true
This haunting melody
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It’s just a melody
That brings back memories
A soft and tender tune
Beneath the stars and moon
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Don’t think that I’ll get over you
It’s plain for me to see
I’m still held by a love that’s true
A haunting melody.
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It’s just a melody
That brings back memories
A soft and tender tune
Beneath the stars and moon
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You come into my arms again
Your bright eyes look at me
Seems you heard that same refrain
That haunting melody.

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It’s just a melody
That brings back memories
A soft and tender tune
Beneath the stars and moon

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Posted January 31, 2018 by PapaBear in A Little Romance, Memories, Other Art, Personal, Songs

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~ Night Dreams ~   1 comment

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Tonight I am far away.

I am in another time and space, holding a beautiful young girl in my arms and dancing to

the melody of a soft, slow waltz.  She is smiling sweetly.  No words are spoken.  None need

be as our hearts are so entwined that each knows instinctively what the other is thinking.

There are at least a hundred other people at the dance but we neither see nor hear them as

we are lost in an intimately private world of our own.

 Veranda - Buena Vista - Biloxi

The music in the Buena Vista ballroom died and the band packed up and was leaving.  We danced out onto the veranda to the music that kept playing in our hearts that night.  Til then, neither had voiced the words “I love you”, but we’d heard them a thousand times in each other’s eyes.

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~~ Good Night   4 comments

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Sweet Dreams

Sleep doesn’t come as I close my eyes

I still see the moonlit starry skies

And hear the faint melody of the band inside

As we dance on the beautiful balcony outside

Another slow waltz, as we glide ‘cross the floor

And quietly slip away through the veranda’s back door

Was not in our mind to spend the night at a dance

When under the moonlight we dreamed of romance.

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~~ Musings at Midnight…..   4 comments

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Just a soft summer night

near the end of July

Stars are out bright

and the moon is high…

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Nightsong drifts in peacefully

with its soft gentle melody

bringing its gift of dreams…

 
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In the softness of night time, let your heart drift to the magical world of your dreams

and rest there til you are wakened in the warm light of a new dawn…..

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Good night…

Darkness, once again, brings its sweet peace to the night…

May your dreams be of silver bells and golden rings

Of the sun, and flowers, and such happy things…

Good night…

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A kiss, a sigh, and a heart takes flight

Reaching for the moon that lights the night

Finding the stars in the soft velvet skies

Reflected in her beautiful eyes…

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Good Night Everybody !

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~~~ Tonight~~~   2 comments

 

 

 

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Can_I_Have_This_Dance__by_CuoraColeonyx[1]

Tonight I am far away.

I am in another time and space, holding a beautiful young girl in my arms and dancing to

the melody of a soft, slow waltz.  She is smiling sweetly.  No words are spoken.  None need

be as our hearts are so entwined that each knows instinctively what the other is thinking.

There are at least a hundred other people at the dance but we neither see nor hear them as

we are lost in an intimately private world of our own.

Thoughts:

His:  I can see the promise of a million tomorrows in the softness of her beautiful blue eyes…

Hers:  His caring and strength are the rock I can cling to for a million tomorrows…

His:  There is no one on this earth as sweet, wonderful, and beautiful as she.  How do I deserve to be in the arms of such an angel…

Hers  Its his reality that makes him the beautiful man that I want to hold forever.  Does he know how much I love him?…

His:  In my wildest dreams I never dreamed I would ever find someone like her.  Her love is so intense and real I can feel it surround me…

Veranda - Buena Vista - Biloxi

The music in the Buena Vista ballroom died and the band packed up and was leaving.  We danced out onto the veranda to the music that kept playing in our hearts that night.  Til then, neither had voiced the words “I love you”, but we’d heard them a thousand times in each other’s eyes.

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I’ve returned from that “other” place now…, that place of soft waltzes, blue eyes, tender warmth, and am living, once again, in a place where these exist only in beautiful memories of softer times in a gentler world.

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Good Night Everybody

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~~~The Conversation~~~   2 comments

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It’s a quiet winter evening.  He added a couple of logs to the sputtering embers in the fireplace and returned to the sofa.  He closes his eyes and listens…..
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Her:  The shadows of a song play softly in my heart, and in the sunset that is in my soul.  It sings in the bright golden dreams and in my mind  gently whispers you name.
Him: What are your dreams of gold…, and what is the song that sings in your heart?  Please tell me.
Her:  The dream is our love, lasting forever and ever.  The song is the untiring melody of that love, playing over and over and over.  The melody is unending and beautiful, sounding fresh, and wonderfully new each time I hear it.
Him:  Sweet darlin’ girl, my heart rises to touch your soul, reaching to find and hold that dream that is ours and know the gentle peace of your love…
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The fire dies and the house grows cold.  He sits alone now, thinking of all of the joy, the happiness, and the dreams of love they shared.  He talks to himself…, to no one in the house. Time was too short my love…, a hundred years, a thousand, would have been too short.  The gold has turned to silver, turned to dust”.  He closes his eyes, head settles on his chest, and he dreams.

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Her: I’m here with you, sweetness, as I promised I would always be, in your heart and in your soul.
Him:  I feel your touch in the night when I sleep.  I hear your song of love each morning when I wake.  It is your light that keeps me moving forward to finish living the plans that we made.
Her:  Darling, take my hand.  It’s time to come home.  This dream is ended and it’s time to continue our journey.
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He rose from the tired body that was his and took her into his arms.  They kissed, then turned and drifted into the ethereal air.
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Friends found it the next day, the worn, tired body of an old man, smiling…..
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Could I ?   4 comments

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The familiar strains of a melody

Drift lazily ‘round the room

Taking me off to the dream I see

And filling my mind like perfume

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Romantic turns as we glide past the door

Eyes locked in each other’s

Feet ne’er touch the floor

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A smile, sweet caress

Then a soft, gentle kiss

Open a door to love’s tender bliss

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….Could I have this dance ?

Posted November 8, 2013 by PapaBear in A Little Romance, Experiences, Personal, Poetry

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