"Here is a picture of my favorite star,
Make me look like this,
Mysterious and
So perfectly blonde."
She said, "Sure thing, but first,
Pray with me,
Pray with me now, right here on the checkered floor,
For Heaven to send a miracle--
Jesu, je t'adore."
Who knew?
Who knew He was French?
They never wear anything twice because of all the smoke...
I'm saved from the miserable shadows, saved by Eurotrash--
This is no light matter.
This is not a joke.
And when you hold me, I'm set free.
You complete me with the way you are;
Then I say, "Darling,
Never love anyone but me."
You say, "Sure thing, but first,
Pray with me,
Pray with me that I won't tell you big whopping lies anymore,
For Heaven to send a miracle--
Jesu, je t'adore."
Who knew?
Who knew He was French?
They never wear anything twice because of all the smoke...
I'm saved from the miserable shadows, saved by Eurotrash--
This is no light matter.
This is not a joke.
:-)
ReplyDeleteMy cousin looks just like every picture of Jesus I've ever seen.
That may explain mt theological leanings - No way cousin Darrel is god!
We dream of the Saviour...
ReplyDeleteAloha, my Poesy Friend!
Comfort Spiral
Maybe I need to start praying in French. "What can I say? I tell everyone I love them??" :)
ReplyDeleteChica, where do you find this stuff??
Jesus te ama, amiga. ;) (Did you know Jesus is Spanish, too??)
French! Mon dieu! He seems too nice for that ;)
ReplyDeleteThat is a huge request, to pray that he will not tell her big lies anymore. Magnificent writing!
ReplyDeleteSecretia
Who Knew, indeed!
ReplyDeleteI used to say to my ex "Je t'adore"
ReplyDeleteAnd he'd respond, "Shut the door, yourself!"
I mentioned "EX," right???
And when you hold me, I'm set free.
ReplyDeleteYou complete me with the way you are;
Then I say, "Darling,
Never love anyone but me."
OMG OMG OMG...you seemed to have torn the words that I so have sought in my own life currently, thank you for giving my heart the words it has the courage to seek, but the sadness to not speak.
love
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WAS he French...???
ReplyDeleteOh yes-- all love words sound better in that language!
Great post!
ReplyDeleteAn intriguing poem, Shay. I have to do a little mental adjustment in seeing Jesus blowing smoke - in more ways than one.
ReplyDeleteRight on Shay....what do they think the 'burning bush' was anyway. Somewhere back down the blog is a song called "Skidmark Blues" or you can find it on "Mawheegan's U-tube"...you might enjoy it .....
ReplyDeleteHave a good weekend honeypot !!!
Damn, I knew I should have paid closer attention in my 7th grade French class.
ReplyDeletexo
That's the same thing my stylist always tells me!
ReplyDeleteHey Shay - Thanks for coming my way and leaving a comment. And what you've got going here today: Tres Bien! I loved it. Patty
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