WHISTLING IN THE DARK How good to know That your desire is for me Feeding back & back from me To you, from you to me Seize the magic moments glow Like snapshots of the galaxies Which seem to move so slow Through their eternity I praise the honest joy Of your reprisals The fertile wetlands For my loves arrival The pools and rivers Of the high tides late subsiding Through you I praise woman and Through woman I praise you I've been through forests Blackened by my loves contempt Obscene with antidote I walk the lesser road to end The haste of power And the simple carnal dreams of man Entangled in the labyrinth Of womans practical demands No use to live To realize reality Just like the waste of time To mystify the mysteries And explanations are Your whistling in the dark Which echoes from Voracious deep horizons