Unjust Time
By:Rick Riley 2001
Sweet low sound of a singer's voice floats from the speakers of stereo. Another taste of red wine tenderly tingles my tongue as the candlelight splits the shawdows in my living room. I dance alone to the music that has enslaved my mood. Time drifts upon the face of the clock in late evening but I am in a state of arrest by the thoughts of a distant love thats unaware of my heart's calling. Entice by visions of two loving souls soaring joyfully on cosmic energy of the stars searching eargerly for a paradise of their own. The true beauty of this spiritual dream holds my hand as my body turns in rhythmic motion to your silhouette against the soft flickering of light. Gentle imaginary kisses from you brush against my mouth enchances the hunger for the flavor of your love. Suddenly this time and space is disturbed! The duty of my reality waves away my emotional escape. Open eyes glimpse the last fading of romance as unjust timing attacks my senses.
Wonder of one
Crazy
By:Rick Riley 2000
crazy waves, crazy days
crystal angels play
on rainbows high over
emerald seas
walking on lavender beaches
watching twin suns of gold
chase each other
into the sea
we make love on warm sands
under starlit skys
the first moon
rising in the east
splashing and playing
in warm waters
four moons now
grace the sky
holding hands
talking quietly
watching the sea
and wondering
what is to be...
My First Love
By:Rick Riley 2000
I don't need you
I don't need your tender kisses
I don't need the love that you promised would last forever
I don't need your touch that made me feel secure
I don't need you
I don't think of the days we had
I don't feel the love anymore
I don't taste the sweetness of your kiss
I don't hear your words of forever
I don't feel your caressing touch
I don't need that sweet love you gave
I don't want those hugs from you
I don't care for you anymore
I don't need your compliments
I don't have your lies
I don't love you anymore
I don't miss your touch
I don't live for your happiness
I don't need you to make me happy
I don't have you in my heart
I don't think of you every hour every minute
I don't wonder how you are every day
I don't care if you're with someone else
I don't need you
I don't want your love
I don't miss you
I don't want to be with you
I don't belong with you
I don't need to be with you every day
I don't have to cry over you
These are the things I try to force my-self to believe... And it's getting harded to forget you everyday.
(My First Love Philip Noah)
~*if i slept in your arms would the pain go away..~
By:Rick Riley 2000
would there be sensual trips
thru brown eyes,... mapping
evening's encounter of
soul's reaching touch....
would there be rose petals upon
crisp white linen...with candles
flickering love's shadows upon
ivory walls..
would night's cobalt blue drape
us in cosmic sensual foreplay,
...plunging us into a vortex of
swirling appeasement...
would music of the spheres
fill our senses to send us
reeling to heightened,
ethereal plateaus with
tonal pleas...
would the pleasure of two
becoming one, melt into
sleep with candied-fruit dreams
as nectar scented breaths
mingle within love's aura...
if i slept in your arms would
the pain go away...
How I felt when we broke up
Rick Riley June 2000
I wonder do you ever stay up at night dreaming of me, thinking of how this could have gone so wrong,
Can you sleep at night knowing that you have forever scarred a young child, knowing you took his innocence forever, knowing you did it when he loved you but you loved him not,
Can you go out and not look for me when you're out with that new guy, that new guy who looks just like me,
I wonder can you look at yourself in the mirror and not remember that weird looking hicci I gave you, the first I'd ever given,
Can you breath in the smell of sex when you're with him and not think of all those times, the times when you over and over screamed for me,
Can you truly believe that you could forget me, that you could just wipe me out of your memory, you could just flick it off like a switch,
Can you truly fool yourself into believing that you never cared, that I didn't get under your skin, that I didn't get into your veins,that I didn't crush you after you crushed me,
I wonder do you sit and stare at him with the same love stricken look and not think of me, Can you make love to him as sensual as you did to me, when you speak of him does your heart just race,
Can you wonder what he's doing every moment, do you call her ever 5 min. from work, bring him red roses, write him poetry, paint him a magnificant picture, buy him the cutest teddybear,
Can you do everything with him as you did with me, can you go see those movies we planned to see together, listen to all of our songs (like 20 of them) with out haveing to change the station, I bet you'll never get another Sarah McLachland CD,
Can you deal with seeing me with someone thats not you, us kissing, just think of us making love, do you have that feeling in your gut, now take that disgust and mix it with love, heart break, hatred, missery, etc. and just let it sit for a while,
Can you see why I dispise you, why I'd love to hate you, Why I can't stand to see you, why I wish I could just get you back to crush you,
Now just think you, no one else, you created this and now it's comin' to get you.
It's now in him.
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