By Terry Wayne L. terry39@juno.com
Date: 2 May 2000
Loose on the World (Don Quixote Rides Again)
We can place the blame on destiny if you desire,
but we know better.
It is all your fault, albeit unknowingly
That the world is in this mire.
Your heart was right...intentions honorable.
But like the tide follows the lovers moon
Results like this were sure to come
It all was quite inevitable....
Spiritual matters; ones of the heart,
Are insistent ghosts.
Restless bones of past loss and suffering.
Slow to surface, but once you start...
Rattle my chains of bondage...insistent to be free.
Chaffed, blistered, starved for attention
Restless bones of past Love past joy
Knocking on my heart, talkin' to me.
Don Quixote Rides again...
Searing the land, lookin' for you.
What you gonna do? Gonna do?
He will settle for nothing less than sweet, soft sin.
And Don Quixote is riding the wind, the sky..
Waiting and watching, worlds colliding within.
Wondering and wishing, thinking scheming...
Plotting the defloration of the world, Oh my!
And Don Quixote is riding strong tonight...
Surfing the digital streams of bits and bytes..
Probing and Prodding, ever ready
It really is your fault you know, but that's alright.
Restless spirits arisen once more...
Cannot be faulted for wanting more and more, much
more..
For Don Quixote is here right now
Singing a seduction, the kind at my core...
So Ride your steed, Conquer your dirty deed...
Live full, live strong, live anew
Cause Don Quoixte is riding again
It is your fault you know, for plowing my heart,
planting your seed.
Giving me love without need..
Safe Love, True Love
Wonderfully deep secure love...
Loosing that steed.
So Don Quoixte is riding again.
Riding fast like the wind.
It is all your fault you know, but that is not a sin....
Sure not a sin...
Never a sin.
Terry W. Leonard. May, 2000
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