Podcast Poem about, "Girl Next Door," by Ray Brown, takes a look into Love, Romance and stirs the emotional connections within the soul that get triggered when upon such moments.

It's not 1, 2 or 8 times tonight. It's the scent of us turning next girl into every night.Ray Brown

A Love Upon A Time, the poem is by Ray Brown.  Enjoy the poem, and share it if you like it.

Lyrics to A Love Upon A Time:Listen, have we met before.You called my name, I swear I've heard your voice before.My mind has been racing with thoughts of us in la la land, being hopeless fools, just lost…Sent by the Universe, that's what I feel we are standing at the doorstep to our new love.Speechless is what I am, words are not enough to describe us and of what's coming our way.There's a silence in the way we communicate, that one look is all we need to knowBless you.  Kiss you. Hold you.In time, head over heels over you.Life is not what we were shown.  The story of love is false.The part where we leave each other breathless is where we live… now and forever…Words are magic my love… there's a spell on us long before we took this life…I swear to you by this, a promise made to you upon a time is timeless.Us being apart for a time leaves us heartless.

This Poem, "Gone Before Start," which I am reciting via Podcast below was triggered by a moment of love, an idea of what if... which we all have had.  Hope you enjoy it.

Lyrics: The look of love.The look of lust.You look right through me.Your energy throws me off.I thought I knew me, just lost my thoughts.This effect you have, it’s like a drug.Been high before, it was lonely.Been in love before, one-sided.Put my heart on the line…Will do it again.Darkness is not my fear.Pain is not my past.You in my life now,Be my Queen now.We were written upon a time.My heart was never mine.Behold yourself, it’s time.

Hope At Midnight is a Poem by Ray Brown.  A Podcast of this poem is below in Ray's voice outlining some of his thoughts at midnight.

Listen to Spring Fever podcast Poem by Ray Brown:Love is a fever.Every season brings a new kind of wind.What was, will never be.A new chapter of your life opens.The scent of magic in the air is changing you.I can feel you close.I can dream you closer.Don't be the old you, there is no time for that.The doubt soaking in, there is no time for that either.The Mind is a beautiful thing, but it's not you!Love is a beautiful thing, but it's just an idea.What is it that we really want, when we discover we are an echo of others reflections and ideas?How do you stand tall, when your morals and values come crashing down?Life is not about photos, degrees, careers, net worth and families.The fever of our season gives rebirth to our souls.There's always a solution.You're not crazy, just re-wired differently.You're not the sum of your experiences if you didn't learn from them.You can't mask an identity and ghost strangers, cowards do that.Opinions from the cheap seats have no value.I can see clearly, who I am, what I want and where I'm going.You'd be excited too if you saw the world through my eyes!

Poem Love Like Ours Podcast by Ray Brown.

Lyrics:I don't want to bury myself yet.I am not dead enough to die yet.I tell myself not to worry.I told myself there is no hurry.I felt I shouldn't get too close too soon.I told myself I am going to give you that love to hold.But you're gone now, where did you go?I feel alone now, it's cold every night now.I am sleepless in my thoughts as they race through the spaces of time and energy.I try to breathe properly after our kiss and noticed I was never me again.I can't lose another life trying to find you.My sight seems a little blurry as I can't seem to find you.The dead told me that I can't love, cause I'll break and I'll worry.I should just make you my art, get obsessed in the dark and feel connected.I knew all along, that this would fall apart, cause our love was too expensive.

Moonlight Podcast Poem by Ray Brown.

Lyrics:

Here we stand, it's a half moon.You and me together, all alone.There's something special tonight, no?I am not talking about the moon,It's your face lit up in the moonlight.

It's a winter night, it's cold, but my hearts burning,holding you close and tight.

In the still of the night, I hear a breeze coming.I hold you closer kissing your icy lips,melting them with love.

I could build a house here, for us.  It's not too late.We could put our dreams into it and call it our palace.

The stars are shining bright tonight,our love is like a shooting star in space and time.

At the end of the day, under this moonlight,our echos of love will shine forever.

Listen to the I Love. I Dream podcast by Ray Brown.

Lyrics:

I love. I dream.I want that love screaming inside of me.Am I crazy, being selfish?Am I demanding?Perhaps!I’m also loving,The deep passionate kind,The tight holding kind.Don’t touch me, I’ll fall in love.Don’t look at me, I’ll put a spell.Don’t kiss me just for play.I like the deep long juicy playtime,But I’d like it if you stay a little longer.I’m only asking for a lifetime,I’m putting my life on the line.They say love is for the fools.I am reborn on fools day, every year!

Happy Valentine’s Day!

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Listen to Scent Of Love podcast Poem by Ray Brown.

Lyrics: These golden, brown shades of hair, take my breath away.These deep brown eyes looking back at me, catch me off guard.I am watching them watch me, as I sense you reading my mind.I’m lost between words, as my heart skips a beat.

I see as I get closer, the shyness in your eyes look away,I see that these eyes of ours have nowhere else to meet.

Staying quite now would be a sin,I pray no one tells you, for you’re about to sin.

I see now, that not just me, but other lovers dine in your beauty every night.

The Poem, I Can't Imagine It, written by Ray Brown is below and recited by Podcast below as well.

Lyrics: I Can't Imagine It.Me without my heart on my sleeve.Me screaming the name of my love into the wind.Me waking my love in the morning with kisses.Me, holding her in my arms when she feels like falling apart.Me, kissing her tears off her face.Me, making her laugh out loud.Me and her dancing in the rain.No, I can't imagine it, cause I'm not wired that way.The dead told me, I'm here before my time.That explains my being misunderstood.I made friends with empty space and time.I let the darkness consume me, but the light never went out.I don't know who made me, but its watching and helping.The people I came across my life either don't see me, or just want to take from me, or just take me out.Here's the thing, you can't take out, what you don't understand.I can't imagine it, a world not without me.