Perfect Romance

One hundred ordinary little fires

Teasing the unassertive and innocent night

A bed of roses stimulating anticipated moods

While massaging oils drip effortlessly

Drop after drop onto you sensitive skin

Compellingly redefining habitual curves

Creating narrow rivers of exotic sensations

Provoked by continuous motions of tenderness

Two hundred extraordinary magical lights

Double the emotions, double the expectations

Bubble of roses flirts with your seductive body

As scented candles generates royal comfort

A warm candlelight dinner served in blue

While funky saxophones and silky strings

Gently serenade the colorful night away

With a daring, formidable nocturnal dance

Three hundred vividly decorated words

Arranged in peculiar pattern, painting you

A see of roses carves our every footprint

Preludes a tender, innocuous teeth massage

Exploring your succulent body inch-by-inch

Convincingly converting obedient nerves

Our exhausted, yet determined and moist bodies

Melt extensively into the heated, eventful night

Rapadoo,

Surviving Spirit

Should light disappear

And darkness reign

Should stars lose altitude

And all planets doomed

Should life be consumed

And all hells break loose

On this, darkest of days

As long as you're in my heart,

I will survive

Should death pound my door

And strip my life away

Should my heart be compelled to stop

As I am robbed of my senses

Should forever my eyes close

As solitude claims my world

On this, most unthinkable of moments

As long as you're in my heart,

I will survive

Rapadoo,

Fallen

From the heavens

Galaxy to galaxy

into outer space

I have fallen

From the farthest planet

To the surface of earth

Into the heart of nature

I have fallen

Across the high mountains

Through the endless valleys

Along the deepest rivers

I have fallen

Into the soul of the forest

The center of the desert

To the bottom of the ocean

I have fallen

Into your infinite horizon of love

Your overwhelming strong spell

onto your sweet, tender caress

Fallen I have, my queen

In love.... In love with you

Rapadoo,

Outside Eden

I am my father’s son, yes
Expectations succumbed to satisfaction
The forbidden fruit sure was delicious
But unlike him, I am blaming no one.
Not my wife, serpent, not even I
My conscious choice willed freely
I am confident that grandpa knew
His rats wouldn’t just guard the cheese
Omnipotent! Omniscient! sure He knew.


The consequences are unforgiving though
Nakedness wrapped up in shame as promised
Anguishing life outside Eden, unbearable
Peeping through the pearly-white gates
Sometimes I wish I were the prodigal son
But out here, I have stockpiles of apples
Oh so scrumptiously satisfying
If grandpa were to wipe my slates clean
He would have to cut that damn tree down


I am my mother’s child indeed
Her wild side in me, I am adventurous
No bruise to prove broken laws’ claim,
But not knowing is an incurable disease.
I would blame the serpent too, but how can I
Mother touched fire now I know it burns
I also know how the flames can feed me
I shall venture on future waves prideful
Uncertain maybe, my choices nonetheless


Rapadoo,