Save the Last Dance for Me

by Michael Bublé

You can dance-every dance with the guy
Who gives you the eye,
let him hold you tight
You can smile-every smile for the man
Who held your hand neath the pale moon light
But don't forget who's takin' you home
And in whose arms you're gonna be
So darlin' save the last dance for me

Oh I know that the music's fine
Like sparklin' wine,
go and have your fun
Laugh and sing,
but while we're apart
Don't give your heart to anyone
But don't forget who's takin' you home
And in whose arms you're gonna be
So darlin' save the last dance for me

Baby don't you know I love you so
Can't you feel it when we touch
I will never never let you go
I love you oh so much

You can dance,
go and carry on
Till the night is gone
And it's time to go
If he asks if you're all alone
Can he walk you home,
you must tell him no
'Cause don't forget who's taking you home
And in whose arms you're gonna be
So darling,
save the last dance for me

'Cause don't forget who's taking you home
And in whose arms you're gonna be
So darling,
save the last dance for me
Save the last dance for me
Save the last dance for me.

The Ballerina

from 2005-01-13:

Glass porcelain erodes me now
from the world and some notebooks
that I’ll never fill;
Staring straight at the figure
sleek with pastel hues,
and engrossed in shades of velvet-like fuchsia.
How it dances behind that oaken covering,
to welcome you with a routine
it has practiced all its life—
Turning and turning,
away from the world,
forever encased in this dead sycamore;

to never dance,
until the box is open.
To never awaken,
until it’s told.

I wonder if there is such a ballerina in my heart;
Only dancing behind a thick,
Wooden chamber.

Will I ever open,
Turning freely in the moonlight,
Without having someone open the box
Just for me?

Perhaps that wish will be granted
(before I trap myself into a maze).
Maybe there’s more to life
than just wondering about simple things
such as these.

But for now,
I’d just like to look at this ballerina,
Made of only glass and porcelain.

in the Blink of death

So what should I do?
Smile for the camera?
Now?
now?
You ready?
you ready?
tell me what to do
--TELL ME--
do I smile,
do I cry?
how should I act
once that camera blinks
and the lights--the LIGHTS--capture my frame?
So what should I do?
smile?
frown?
tell me.
tell me.
TELL ME.

Apple Pie

Crackling Deceptive Engraging Inverno

Crackle Crackle Crackle

hate hate hate

Stay away from my heart
--the apple in my bossom--
Treacherous Worm, rankling Snake!

C h e w i n g...its way into my secrets
C h e w i n g...its way into my world

Easy now--easy.
My chambers are quite dense.

Bite Bite Bite

hate hate hate

So what did you find,
my little pet?
my goddamned devil,

am I your filthy little Eve?

Leak it all to me
and tell Adam,
tell GOD
What you took from me
and what secrets I hide

release it to the world
for all I goddamn care--
chomp your way
through my seething
bloodstream!

LO!
What's this?

No response,

and no BITING?


CRAP--my blood
killed the snake!!