Eagle Stream Park

A slightly naughty piece about that special park in every town where young lovers go...

Eagle Stream Park

 

Smile like you mean it

bringing flowers from the earth,

couldn’t hurt,

Don’t you think our lives were meant

for playing games by dark,

playing games that lovers play?

You play by different rules.

Take my hand and play this set

and always listen true,

Have you heard the whispers true

When entering Eagle Stream Park?

 

Laughing hearty

this could be

something special you just see,

take my hand and walk with me behind the tennis courts.

Never knowings always fine

just don’t linger on the path,

make a stand!

Captured heart playing games best played by dark,

Have you heard the whispers true

When entering Eagle Stream Park?

 

The crucifix cannot fix

how you’re living in the mirror.

Cast aside your virgin eyes and take my hand,

come play a while.

Always flinching

backwards inching

haven’t you run long enough?

Have you heard the whispers true

When entering Eagle Stream Park?

 

Could it be that you arrest,

you detest,

something deep inside that hides

ever burning in-between your legs that never see uncrossed,

with mocha latte hotness

creeping down

down

to the merry-go-round

playing games best played by dark?

Have you heard the whispers true

When entering Eagle Stream Park?

 

Give me reasons

every season

don’t you ever find the faith to lay your words aside?

Verse and scriptures

constant fixtures

but you can not set the rules.

The games we’d play

couldn’t stay

when placed by holy lies,

(priests can know the fun as well when playing games best played by dark),

Have you heard the whispers true

When entering Eagle Stream Park?

 

Live a life against aggression

your succession needn’t be a legacy so dry.

Take my hand and run a while

tumble wild in the breeze,

if the wind’s coy fingers find your skirt a drift so let it be.

Don’t deny the carnal burning,

my heart’s churning

take my hand.

Have you heard the whispers true

When entering Eagle Stream Park?

 

What commitment are you bearing

with the beads between your breast?

Where Mardi Gras meets Rosary

you tease and play the game so well,

so cast aside the last shrew doubts and live and laugh and play,

going down on me,

down on you,

down down by the merry-go-round

playing games best played by dark.

Have you heard the whispers true

When entering Eagle Stream Park?

 

Boulder holder to the branches

but your panties are in a knot,

couldn’t hold too long to having fun

cause virtue’s found it’s mark.

Leave me standing in the bushes

always longing,

pining in the pines.

Can’t you ever cast aside your doubts

and leave your dogma to the dogs?

Sunday kneeling in the morning

oh so better in the park playing games best played by dark.

Have you heard the whispers true

When entering Eagle Stream Park?

 

Teaseful prud

leave me blue

while you head back to your home.

Smiling sweetly for your mother,

come on brother,

give me a break!

Your skirts on backward and you haven’t a clue,

but she’s knowing and she’s seething

so your dogma’s done no good.

With no details she’s assuming you were playing in the dark,

playing carnal naked games best always played by dark.

Have you heard the whispers true

When entering Eagle Stream Park?

 

Shrug and curtsey

take a bow

they can not prove a thing.

Your deception

my rejection:

you’re not playing by the rules.

God’s still seeing what your doing

and your mother’s seen the signs,

signs that you were playing games best played in the dark.

No one’s happy with this screwing,

(screwing up the game

cause if your screwing was my screwing I’d shout hip hip hooray!)

Have you heard the whispers true

When entering Eagle Stream Park?

 

Chose a side if you’re playing

are you staying?

Pick a team!

Be on mine and we’ll set new rules,

find a way to compromise.

The games we could play,

(best played in the dark),

could shed some light on why they whisper

whisper true

whisper long

whispers words of lust and love and the life that’s in-between.

Have you heard the whispers true

When entering Eagle Stream Park?

Author's Note

General comments welcome.

Reviews

[Emily B]

almost a song lyric. . . I like the descriptions of the games after dark.

[Siddartha Beth Pierce]

This reminds me of the Iwo Jima Memorial in DC where young gay lovers meet one another most of the time never having known one another before. Intricate and compelling tale. Thank you.
Light,
Siddartha

[jen -- JG]

HI Quinn - does being " 85 cents short of a Quarter" equal our "being a sandwich short of a picnic" down here in Aus? Just wonderin'.

Love this piece - The rhythm almost reminds me of a naughty little ditty that could be sung after a footy game etc.

Very naughty - very nice, a littly sugary, a litty spicy , a good read with tons of imagery, that me made me smile.

[Sally Edwards]

I like this very much, very playful and yes a bit naughty but nice too. It reads very smoothly especially as you say take head of the puncuation. You have a great style of writing, witty and undressed , if you know what I mean. :))

[Laura Pruett]

A little dark and oh-so-playful, mischievous with a bad boy feel. Not bad at all.