Loverman where can you be!

I don't know why but I'm feeling so sad
I long to try something, I've never had
Never had no kissing
Oh! What I've been missing?
Loverman Oh! where can you be!

The night is cold and I'm all alone
I'd give my soul to call you my own
Got the moon above me but no one to love me
Loverman oh! where can you be!

I've heard it said that the feel of romance can like a heavenly dream
I go to bed with a prayer that you'll make love to me
strange as that may seem
Someday we'll meet then you'll dry all my tears
then whisper sweet things into my ears
hugging and kissing
Oh! What we've been missing?
Loverman where can you be!

Billie Holliday a great jazz singer speaks of the longing for love and all the powerful emotions it may bring. Her life was a tragic example of extremes. Nevertheless I covert her music and her extreme tragical romantic message on this bright Sunday morning.What is it about those extreme individuals that attract others? Is it their impulsiveness and seemingly wild abandonment that cause us to stop and stare? I think those who can't jump,... those that sit on the side of the pool in safety... long to be free of those restraints.

They want to take a running start, ...cover a few yards building up speed,... then catapulting themselves aloft screaming with the high pitched voices of their childhood... eventually... dropping down into the unknown waters below making gigantic waves, splashes and tiny bubbles to be remembered my all.

Jumping into that pool might be in reality a...new romance... new career...reversing steps and starting from scratch....forgiving the unforgivable...trying for an impossible goal...saying hello...saying goodbye...moving on, moving forward or just moving!

I happen to be of the impulsive, ...do and dare, ...jump first think about it later group. It is an interesting life...it is often strewed with flowers of regret but packed with memories of moments filled with deep profound emotion. I've become addicted to following my internal muse. At the moment I recognize that she is pulling me to a direction with soft hints or in your face messages...I've learned to jump into the deep!

Would of ...could of...should of...isn't going to be my epitaph!

the Queen knows where her loverman is!