Lets do lunch

by Mystery White Boy

Posted to Action Poetry on 2002-11-02 09:00:00

Parent message is 315828
and taste the flavours of the world
gorge on the fabulous feast from the table of the gods
galloping gourmets indulged in musical flavours of the world
Chase a skipping reel through the highland hills
Searing lefthand guitar chords of Mississippi blues
elegant complexity, waltzing through candlelit France
Songs of Joy and Spice and fire in Bombay scorching sands
Lavish latin rhythym drives the carnival through Rio
Dance laughing through the darkness
Know the joy of electric melody
At our Bacchanalian feast of song
Sung by wire across the skies
performed on a limitless stage in the ether
We are ready to be one
We are ready for our season in the sun