Michael Woodhead

ILLUMINED PLEASURES

Written & Composed by Michael Woodhead
Copyright © 1968, 2019

Illuminated pleasures, at night, are so great
There is no time for war, there is no time for hate
And, through the night, I play my tambourine
With sounds of purple, orange, and ultramarine
Trying to spplicate, and soon create
Nothing can fascinate -- ingerminate

Illuminated pleasures require utmost skill
Wandering inbetween red and green chrysophyll
And, in the day, in rocks crystalline
I search for moonbeams and rainbows' sunshine
Needing not cowardice, only a kiss
Knowing not which abyss -- that one or this

Fall
Tall
Climb
Prime


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