THE POWER OF LOVE by HUEY LEWIS AND THE NEWS. Poem by Michael Leach.
A 'heart of yarn' inspires a Valentine's Day love poem
A 'heart of yarn' inspires a Valentine's Day love poem
I’ll blame the sweet caress of the violins.
...we laugh in fear’s face and sing words first sung by TLC...
On her trip, she bought a baggy t-shirt at a thrift shop. Being the resident movie/book/music encyclopedia, she had asked me while she was gone if I had heard of Gregory Alan Isakov.
I had to choose well. Finally, my polished fingers landed on a yellow case, MPB Classics, and picked track nine.
It was cold there at the border/I shouted your name, bitter/winds blew strong.
Our song then started to play over the speakers as Laura handed me a light blue notebook which she said was filled with her dreams and writings.
Night times were sunburnt agony. We both lay on the edge of the bed far away from each other hissing 'Don’t touch me'. Not what you want on your honeymoon.
You called me from somewhere in the desert for 88 nights/When I was living somewhere by the sea
Was it the siren song of an Ice Queen aboard their vessel that caused the sailors to turn off the echo sounder’s low water depth alarm?