Originally 3/3/9
Ray Liotta wakes early
just before the Sun
lounges in The Big Red Chair
and watches the sunbeams seep in
The air is fragrant
with rain on the road
rain on the lawn
and rain
just
rain
Ray Liotta kneels
and presses his lips to the floorboards
“Hep me Jesu” he whispers
(Today is A Special Day)
Ray Liotta walks through Life
leaving a sunshine-shaped hole™
it doesn’t matter –
He has Love
he loves her
& that’s all that matters
Jesu he loves her – she is Everything
Ray Liotta thinks back on his life – not much to date –
but now he has Love
The sun has barely broken the curtains
he pours a cognac –
“It’s Love” he toasts
& enjois the warmth flooding his chest –
“I wish every day could be today”
Today is A Special Day
It’s Love, Ray Liotta; Real Love
she is the strongest, most vulnerable thang he has ever held
it was Love before it was even Love!
what can a simple man do?
He longs to be in her arms
in her bed
wrapped in her legs –
Cognac won’t make this go away –
it’s Love, Ray Liotta
just tell her; just say YES!
You don’t have my Gods, Ray Liotta
you must find your own –
but I DO wish you Happiness
& the cough mixture to find it –
Love you can hold in your arms –
not to imagine
not to read on a page –
go tell her, Ray;
Today is A Special Day
Ray Liotta shaves,
brushes his teeth,
thinks about a shower –
“No;” he decides, “this is Me”
Ray Liotta pours another Cognac
& retires to The Big Red Chair
“It’s Love” he affirms
& wonders what to do –
Today is meant to be A Special Day…
Champagne,
flowers,
dinner?
NO, better to stay home –
decide what to make
& let her help cook –
Is that Love?
Ray Liotta is not sure
“Fuck it” says the Cognac; I want to be with her –
It IS Love!
He closes his eyes
takes her in his arms
smells the smell of her & the rain –
you are a terribly romantic man, Ray Liotta –
if thangs could always be this way…
Today is truly A Special Day
The cognac tells him the Truth,
tells him what he wants to hear –
“you love her” – just fall in & enjoi
and he does love her –
he does …
Give up, Ray Liotta,
there is only Her
You don’t have my Gods, Ray Liotta,
but I tell you, there is only Her
First light, all kinds of rain in the air, Cognac & Love;
Today is A Special Day
How long have you felt like this, Ray Liotta?
when did this all begin?
“dunno” replies the cognac
& burns the answer into his chest
He looks into the glass
& tries to remember –
how did this all begin?
“dunno” he gives up
but the Cognac tells him to THINK!
“the very first time?”
maybe…
“a bit after that?”
sure
but as soon as he told her
he was Free
Congratulations, Ray Liotta, you are Free
“It’s Love, and I am a boy again” he smiles
“and she is such a woman”
& he is Proud
How did you find her, Ray Liotta?
It doesn’t matter – what matters is NOW!
It’s Love & the smell of rain –
first light, all kinds of rain in the air, Cognac & Love;
Today is A Special Day
What you gwan do today?
nothan.
Today is A Special Day.
He has her in his arms
still half clothed
on the same pillow
foreheads together
whispering in her ear
“I love you”
& it sets him on fire
he can FEEL the whiteness of her skin
& she breathes out rain…
It’s Love, Ray Liotta;
Today is A Special Day
He hears pianos when he listens to her breathe
the warmth of her skin pushing into his hand
don’t move – just lie there forever –
this is the way it was meant to be –
this is the exact perfect way to die
this is the exact perfect way to be alive
Today is A Special Day
First Light,
all kinds of rain in the air,
Cognac & Love;
Today is A Special Day
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SALVATION! 