Here To Stay

                   Here To Stay

Early in the morning.

By the window, the day is dawning.

Those good vibrations are coming through.

Today, I think I will be with you.

It is growing across the morning meadow.

That brightness that reflects off metal.

And shows me that the time has come.

When you and I will soon be one.

I hear your knocking at the door.

You are finally here once more.

I think today that you might stay.

My life will be better in every way.

You complete me and make me whole.

There is a lot I want you to know.

It might take a lifetime to tell it all.

Not just from spring until the fall.

You are here. I want you to stay.

Then, things will be better in every way.

———————————–R.W. Johnson—–(2017)

 

Blue Pinto

           Blue Pinto

He painted his Pinto blue.

The color of eyes, like you.

Valarie, oh oh.

Contare, oh oh oh oh.

 

No greater love a man can do,

Than to paint his Pinto blue.

And he did it just for you.

It’s blue, the Pinto is blue.

 

Let us fly way up to the clouds.

Away from the maddening clouds.

The Pinto can fly like the wind.

Depending on who is within.

 

He painted his Pinto blue.

The color of eyes, like you.

Valarie, oh oh.

Contare, oh oh oh oh

 

This is what it comes down to.

The day he painted his Pinto blue.

He has dedicated his life to you.

He is in love. What more could he do?

 

Just remember, when you’re with him.

This wasn’t just a plan on a whim.

A blue Pinto says it all.

Pride often goes before a fall.

 

He painted his Pinto blue.

The color of eyes, like you.

Valarie oh oh

Contare oh oh oh oh.

————————R.W. Johnson—–(2017)

 

 

 

Love Needs Trust

             Love Needs Trust

I see a lot when I look in your eyes.

 Could it be you are telling me lies?

The specks of gold are pretty in the blue.

It takes me to a place I never knew.

 

Like floating in the clouds above.

My hand in yours, like a glove.

Yet, is there a storm on the horizon?

I pray to God that you’re not lying.

 

Let it remain as it is right now.

Bright sunny days, I will allow.

The coming storm is not to be.

As long as you remain with me.

 

There is no reason for me to distrust.

Burned in the past. A victim of lust.

But, things are different this time.

You are quite different, I find.

 

Maybe I am seeing what’s not there.

A mirage sign that’s saying beware.

Just a vision of my imagination.

Emotional scaring causes hesitation.

 

We will take it a day at a time.

Trust will build within my mind.

In time, the scars will heal over.

Then, we are rolling in the clover.

 

Love is like a teeter totter in ways.

You’re up, then down over the days.

The past can affect what happens now.

I hope it will all change somehow.

 

I am willing to give it a try.

I see the smile in your eye.

Looks like we are on our way.

Each day will be a better day.

————————R.W. Johnson—–(2017)

 

 

 

Home Sweet Home

             Home Sweet Home

I am headed for home after many years.

If I can find my way through all my tears.

Things are not the same as they used to be.

Much has changed. Some very recently.

A fire has wiped out much of the town.

There are many new buildings around.

Home is not what it used to be.

Much of it is different to me.

I head out of town toward my home.

A small farm where I have grown.

There it is looking much the same.

It is like an old friend in name.

I feel the old nostalgia here.

This is home. That is clear.

I have been away far too long.

Now, I feel like singing a song.

I felt rocky till I arrived here.

This old farm takes away all my fear.

It is you in the doorway that I see.

I feel your fingers feather soft upon me.

I taste your kisses, sweet as honey.

I was gone, just to make some money.

But, the real riches are here in my arms.

I am overwhelmed by your charms.

I am home to never roam again.

Here with my lifelong lover and friend.

—————————R.W. Johnson—–(2017)

 

Country Correlations

          Country Correlations

Drinking and thinking about a better life.

Maybe one that also included a wife.

I know it is all more delusional thinking.

So, I forget about it and go back to drinking.

 

Drinking, , good old boys, and pickup trucks.

Living in the country and hunting ducks.

Drinking moonshine when it’s around.

Partying on the levee. That summer sound.

 

All adds up to my way of life.

Could all this include a wife?

It seems doubtful at this time.

After all, I’m just in my prime.

 

Now I know how it all starts.

The depression and broken hearts.

This way of life may not be best.

I just may not be up to the test.

 

Country music just makes it worse.

It just perpetrates this awful curse.

There has to be a way besides liquor

It surely can’t be becoming a city slicker.

 

Once there I’ll be toting a heavy load.

I’ll be singing “Take me home country roads.”

Yup, I can see. Country is the place for me.

Where’s that country lass that wants to be free?

———————————-R.W. Johnson—–(2017)

 

 

The Crying Game

          The Crying Game

It makes me dizzy and I wonder why?

Damsels dressed for a perfect lie.

I have seen so much pride

it could make you cry.

 

Footloose and fancy free.

In the park to see  what I can see.

There is more than meets the eye.

It is enough to make you cry.

 

In a world with so many choices.

Why must I hear so many voices?

I just shrug and give a sigh.

There is no use to cry.

 

She came on strong with desires.

There was no way that I was tired.

Is this all just one big lie?

It is enough to make one cry.

 

There must be a way into the light.

Living in the dark is such a fright.

There was light. I said ‘My oh my.”

Pretty enough to make me cry.

——————-R.W. Johnson—–(2017)

 

 

 

 

Save Me

                 Save Me

Save me from these midnight sweats.

Demons come that desire my death.

Save me from these desperate times.

The future is brighter when you are mine.

Save me from any deadly sins.

You know you are more than a friend.

Save me from my crazy thoughts.

Without you, I know I am lost.

Save me from my insane desires.

Keep me from becoming a liar.

Save me, especially just for you.

You know I want you to be true.

Especially save me from myself.

Do not set me upon a shelf.

Save me for a perfect future.

You will do it? Are you sure??

————————-R.W. Johnson—–(2017)

 

She’s The One

 

She’s The One

The time is now.

She is the one.

I knew, somehow,

this time would come.

To have her near

is everything.

She removes all fear.

She is a queen.

When she comes

into a room.

My heart becomes

a big balloon.

It swells  with pride

at just the sight of her.

She will be my bride.

I know this will occur.

In her own way,

she completes me.

What more can I say?

We fit so neatly.

She’s my all and everything.

Complete, down to desire.

The greatest love she can bring.

Strictly for me. I am no liar

My eyes are open.

The way is sure.

Until I croak then,

I will cherish her.

———–R.W. Johnson—–(2017)

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Billy Joe Scores Big

         Billy Joe Scores Big

Billy Joe was the man of the day.

Conquest was the game to play.

He dominated the dating field.

All his conquests could make you reel.

 

Billy Joe had his fancy car.

He had the looks to take him far.

He had the money to impress .

He was the best, more or less.

 

Till the day he pushed too far.

He ended up with a nasty scar.

She kicked him right under the chin.

Stomped his crotch when he fell then.

 

He was rolling and puking in pain.

This might become his claim to fame.

It hit him like a thunderbolt from above.

He had been wrong about his way of love.

 

Billy Joe changed his ways.

Became a gentleman in every way.

Treated every girl with the most respect.

Her feelings, he would never neglect.

 

His reputation was tarnished for awhile.

“It will pass”, he said with a smile.

Sure enough, it truly did.

His true emotions were never hid.

 

Eventually, all girls trusted him.

He was considered a man among men.

He won the hand of the prettiest of all.

The queen of the harvest ball.

 

In the end, she became his wife.

They were living the perfect life.

At one time she despised him.

An attitude adjustment brought a win.

————————–R.W. Johnson—–(2017)

 

 

 

 

Wedding Day For The Dragon Riders

 

    Wedding Day For The Dragon Riders

Finally, the time had come.

Gale and Wendy would soon become as one.

He had proposed and she accepted.

Even their dragons were receptive.

They decided to marry the dragon way.

The dragons said it could be done today.

But, they had to travel to dragon land.

The place where dragons had command.

Above the clouds and beyond the rainbow.

A magical place where dragons go.

It may be on earth, then again, it may not be.

When they travel there, they will see.

They mounted their dragons and away they went.

No one but them knew of the event.

High and far the dragons flew.

Through the clouds and morning dew.

Then, they entered what looked like a funnel.

Swirling lights and colors all around the tunnel.

They were mesmerized by the sight.

They had never seen so many lights.

Colors beyond description,

sinking into their souls, like an inscription.

They felt love. They felt warmth.

They felt infinity was nothing to scorn.

They burst forth upon a beautiful land.

Flowing in colors, rivers, and sand.

Floating isles of wooded land.

Lovely jungles with perfumes grand.

Butterflies up to a foot across.

Beautiful birds, grass with a velvet gloss.

Magical creatures, even satyrs and  unicorns.

Fairies, pixies, elves, lovely creatures with horns.

All creatures of folklore lived here too.

But, here, the dragons rule.

They flew to a castle of 12 precious stones.

All polished and shining, standing alone.

Inside was the Imperial Dragon of High.

The ruler of all that could be seen by dragon eye.

He would perform the marriage ceremony.

He had approved the matrimony.

‘This is rarely done here for humans.”

“But, you both have earned this conclusion.”

‘We were there the night you saved the dragons life.”

“Mentally, we followed all the strife.”

“We were all hoping this day would come.’

“So, we say welcome everyone.”

In a traditional ceremony they were wed.

Traditional to dragons. Different for them instead.

They walked out with dragons on each side.

Blowing fire overhead to match their stride.

They spent a week in the dragons land.

They saw more than they could understand.

But, they felt that they belonged.

Their dragons sang a special song.

The Imperial Dragon said it was time to leave.

“Trouble was brewing again.” “ There is no reprieve.”

“As Dragon Riders, you must do what you can.”

“It is our way to try to help man.”

“The day is coming when dragons will be rejected.”

“Until then, you must do as expected”

The Dragon Riders returned home.

Remembering their wedding at the foot of the throne.

They were as one now, along with their dragons.

They would do their duty. They would not be lagging.

——————————————R.W. Johnson—–(2017)