ONCE UPON A MIDNIGHT DREAM

Mixers and Chasers,
Eloquent Tracers,
French looped hair braids,
Fancy bar maids,
Cradled passion,
Splendor fashion,
Beautiful cavalcades,
Summer nights⎯day parades.

Silent lady's cloak,
Pretty petty coat.

Because for you I care the most,
What's down is up,
What's red is hot,
When the drinks are iced
And my lady's not.

Dream Whip, Miracle Ball,
Spy the vision inside
Green Splendor Grand Hall.

Crystal ball let me see,
Open to my magic eyes,
So I peer into infinity.

Fine filament of energy,
Thread spread thin line,
Speaks rhyming eloqui.
Bide the time
To our destiny,
Where we two shall sip,
While in the lap of luxury.

Spontaneous combustion: Flames afire,
Brilliantly burning bosom of desire.

...Before the legends of time took root,
And bound the hearts of men,
To the drudging of wars afoot,
Rhythmik told in his chanting spells
And charming ancient tales
Of lust and the lamb,
When freedom was over all the land,
The air, the water and the space I am,
Long ago...before the mountain broke
And spilled her gold upon the meadow's yolk,
Yea, ere the mystical one traversed
The dismal chasm of the damned and cursed,
Time was then thus reckoned
By the magician's coming down
From the land since forgotten,
In his wandering days once renowned.

Forged of bold wits and cherished merriment,
Mixed with a sprinkle of jade and peppermint,
Rhythmik cracked his whip and cried, "serpent rise!"
From the ashes to encircling the encampment,
It flew, spinning its tail around clockwise.

'Twas there, above the snow capped peaks of Yore,
From over the green fields, beyond 'Fulcrum Shore,'
From across the rolling waves of pulsing time,
Recessed deep within the hidden caves at Rhyme,

Yea, 'twas from afar,
Came the spells and tales of Rhythmik's mind,
To mesmerize each single thought,
Of all who listened to the plot,
Into a ball of yarn rolled
Tighter than a shipmate's knot.

Mount the wings of the night;
Ride in stealth, careening into a future bright!
Ardently shrieks the mounted griffin's cry,
As soaring, both magnificent master magician
And his griffin wing across the moonless midnight sky.

Alas, the trek across the vast, deep sea
Ends fabled in Fantasia's high country.
Beautiful are her woods of enchanted trees,
Amid the midnight covered all in black.
Special, one of a kind⎯Rhythmik's magic kiss,
Is placed upon his lovely, fair maid's lips,
Such as shall surely charm her Knickers right off her hips:
The magician's one and only
True love's reeling, feverish bod'.

Forest trees are growing.
Magician's spells are binding.
Magnificent tales confiding.
Reflection pools are filling,
Around about the outskirts
Of Fantasia's enchanted bidding.

Time's reclining,
Skirt's low swaying.
Time's reclining,
Lover's nude sashaying.
Time's reclining,
Melodic dancing lad.
Time's unwinding,
Dressed in kilt of ragtime plaid.
Time's unwinding,
Lost in melancholy song.
Time's unwinding,
Played upon his bagpipe wrong.
Time's flying,
And now the lad's leaping glad.
Time's flying,
Over the dell, farewell, he's gone.
Time's standing still, still flying,
Until the next time a dream comes along.
Time's still standing, hovering on,
Dream sweet, sweet dreams:
In time you'll be swept off your feet.
Sandalwood and orange blossoms,
Memories are still so sweet.

Breathe deep, deep breath,
Steal my heart away⎯fast.
Fast asleep, sleep fast,
Still hands of time sweep.
Count your hundredth sheep,
Timelessly, time's eternity,
Over lovers' leap.
Time to sleep, 'Sleepy Time:'
Steaming cup to sip a drink.
Sleeping, dreaming, sweetly sleeping,
...Once upon a dream...