Spanish Waltz

[Dr.Apollo]

(This is written as a Spanish Folk Waltz with the chords C-G-F. The only love song I'll ever probably write and tell people about because I find love songs cheesy. This one, I felt obligated... don't ask.)

I’m no troubadour
That sketches and scores
A playwright’s lovely romance
But through the valves in my heart
Songs swiftly depart
As time releases its sands
Though the cracks in cement
I’ve tried to repent
But the rain and cold continue their rants
Till I’m slowly calmed
By the manicured palm
Of the lady that’s grabbed my hands

I’ve traveled down roads
Of dirt and of stone
I fell upon when I left the nest
Although the metaphor used
Is often abused
I figured that it was what’s best
I’ve often feared
One will never be dear
I’ll only be under arrest
I’ve finally been freed
Chains are what I need
Of mail, my heart it protects

The ocean is vast
So I stuck to the mast
Handcuffed, overboard I won’t fall
But my crew was in shock
As I picked through the lock
At the sound of your siren call
My ears had deceived me
Your voice although pleasing
My fat was not why you had bawled
You were above the abyss
Hoping I could assist
You and your submerge I could stall

Through the forest we walked
As you blindly balked
Your grin and the squint of your eyes
Till the leaves were billed
Of their chlorophyll
And the shroud of green withered and died
Then a rumbling stampede
Of a solo black steed
Shown your wrists were bound with twine
And the faceless champion
Carved out a canyon
In my soul and my heart was fined

The streetlamp which glows
As dim as my lows
My mind won’t allow me to sulk
Under it I have pondered
And learned nothing is softer
Than your lips the gods had to sculpt
Through the cycles of moons
I’ve done nothing but croon
That your touch was one to exalt
But I refused to desire
A fueless fire
So your memory was shut in the vault

As a tumbleweed drifter
My ankles did blister
When the butterflies taunted my lips
They’d sit on the nectar
Of flowers and pester
My tongue with a preview too swift
As I chased them through town
I wrinkled my brow
And decided the conn of my ship
Was to sit alone stagnant
And act as a magnet
To whomever attracted my wits

Through midnights of bliss
With restrictions dismissed
I cheered and clanked my glass of ale
Although the red in my cheeks
Proved my health was not weak
My heart was drained and pale
While I battled demons
With horns and with sequins
They seemed to always prevail
As conquistadors
Till I stood before
A mana filled Holy Grail

A lonely brass chorus
Throughout all the forests
And deserts and seas all alike
Played the son of hope
You wrote and composed
When I came back into your sights
Though I was still weary
Your memory dreary
A haze in the past moon’s light
I was soon convinced
By the campaign you commenced
And my lamp was soon burning bright

[ladymaybebaby]

This is one long song written very well... I was wondering about the chorus or the bridge and didn't know if this is a ballad to be sung straight though with out the repetion... there are some very lovely and original lines in this one. I really think you have something cool with this piece. When I read songs I always think how lovely it would be to hear it sung aloud as well! Great work, thank you for sharing it with us!

-LMB
xoxo

[Sasha]

It's like you take the reader with you on a journey of complicated love battle. It was very well put, with very nice imagery too, the ups and downs, struggle then surrender, all was so well worded.
I think this would make a great, great song, and I simply love it!
So enjoyed reading it. Thanks for sharing!

Sash

[ladylilith]

Aw, this is a really lovely piece. I agree with Sasha, it pulls together the more trickier and troublesome parts of a relationship and of love as well as the higher parts, the lighter parts. I like it a lot, it's a great journey to follow and that's just reading it! I think this would sound great accompanied to music. Really well wrought!

Lily^^

[Windsend]

Hello and Welcome to the TPS boards. Congratulations on the spotlight. An extremely deserving piece of work to showcase. You are a very gifted poet Dr. Apollo.

Through midnights of bliss
With restrictions dismissed
I cheered and clanked my glass of ale
Although the red in my cheeks
Proved my health was not weak
My heart was drained and pale
While I battled demons
With horns and with sequins
They seemed to always prevail
As conquistadors
Till I stood before
A mana filled Holy Grail

This stanza was may favorite. Very impressive, especially the last line. I play online role playing games and mana is a big deal. Your choice of words left a very tangible imagery for the reader. Keep up the good work. Always a pleasure.
Brad -