Tony Holkham
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THE LANGUAGE OF OUR EYES

I came from the ocean, you came from the sands,
So understanding.
Butterflies in the silence, heartbeats in our hands -
Where are they landing?

It's not easy to explain to you,
But do I really need to?
When you touched me, why was I surprised -
After all, I knew the language of our eyes.

Our lives intertwined. Now I'm in your light
Love is not frightening.
Touch me in the dawning, hold me in the night,
Our sky is brightening.

By the Water, your sighing asked me then
And with my eyes open
I said "I love you", gently harmonised
With the language of our eyes.

You hold all my futures, and in just one glance
I'll take my chances.
This is our beginning, and what your love implants
Your wisdom enhances.

Meet me gently, when the tide is right
At the dawn or midnight.
I say this proudly (knowing that you're wise)
In the language of our eyes.


I WAS THE PIPER

I was the piper, I called the tune,
I piped my dreams away.
I was the one who asked for the moon,
Too soon came the break of day.

Knowing you loved me was not enough,
Knowing you cared was too much.
No time to handle the smooth with the rough,
My destiny called like a witch.

The nights are restless, my body is cold
The hurt and despair stab like knives.
I will not know the reason when I am old
And the world looks to other lives.

I was the piper, I called the tune,
My pipe-dreams are over and done,
I lifted my head and called for the moon,
But my eye sees the morning sun,
And another new life has begun.


DREAMING OF YOU

Lost hours never recaptured,
Swirling minds and eyes enraptured,
Pictures clear, like real life seeming
When you're sitting dreaming.

Dreaming of some other's dreams,
Planning plans or scheming schemes,
Life's impossibles come true,
Me, dreaming of you.

Dramatic sequences before you,
Fairy Princesses adore you,
Love affairs on summer days,
Wandering in a maze.

Dreaming of some other's dreams,
Planning plans or scheming schemes,
Life's impossibles come true,
Me, dreaming of you.

Dreaming is the one thing we could never do without,
Lost in some dim by-way leading from life's roundabout,
Dreaming of the happy moments anxious to recall,
We re-live the best moments of all.

Dreaming of some other's dreams,
Planning plans or scheming schemes,
Life's impossibles come true,
Me, dreaming of you.


CONFUSION

Questions which have no answers
Sentences half complete
Lines which have no meaning
Theirs is true defeat
Songs which sing of madness
Things I meant to say
Were they joy or sadness?
Both fade in the day
Days which have no dawning
Nights which have no end
Promises forgotten
Which love cannot amend
These are the responses
I receive from my mind
When I proffer questions
Of the strangest kind:
Questions which have no answers...


SLEEPING BEAUTY

She seemed to be offering so much by that smile -
The smile beneath the closed eyes which had called me,
And for which I had leapt the moat and fought the briars,
Shouldered rusty hinges into life, killed a thousand rats
And braved a host of sleeping ghosts in that damp castle.

And so, imagine my surprise when I bent and kissed her lips
And she awoke and with glaring eyes spat out these words:
Oh, go away, you stupid prince; can't you see I'm trying to sleep?

Then did all the servants wake and fall upon me angrily
And throw me in this dungeon, for...
...they had not read the story.