True love is a merry-go-round, what makes Earth go around, a many splendered thing as the song birds sing.
Mame
DEJA VUE
Helene Smith, copyright 2004
The moment I looked into your eyes
I knew we had loved before.
Your infectious laughter, how could I forget
The memory of your twinkling smile.
Your sweet soul blended with mine,
Passion that will never die,
The light of my life, my constant mate,
My eternal sigh.
CHORUS
The love of centuries still haunts me so,
Somewhere, some place, in space and time,
Like shadow mountains and rolling seas,
I see your face wherever I go.
Deja vue. Deja vue. It all comes back to me.
Deja vue, how I love you so.
(Runner-up for Achievement in Poetry Award, Eber and Wein Publishing)
These lyrics were written for my drama, Where Eagles Fly–about homeless
veterans of foreign wars. The written music for the theme song and script for my drama
is ready for book/movie production. Setting takes place in Jacksonville, FL, the largest city in the
United States, area wise. The play involves romance, mystery, a nudist camp, creativity, the
solving of a dug crime and imagination in helping those who have lost their homes to bank
foreclosures, unemployment and other social failures. Trapeze, an ex-circus acrobat,
provides comical relief for an imaginative fantasy of small cottages within ovely gardens all
maintained by the owners from the streets who now recycle everything for a profit.
Cherokee's dogs, Search and Destroy, also provide great for entertainment.
The scene opens on a remote Altancic Ocean beach bordering a woodlands nudest colony. Four
men are playing cards as they look up from time to time admiring some of the passing bathers. One
of the nudist card players is wearing nothing but a hat and a huge emerald ring. His back is turned
toward the photographer; His face is not seen.
The scene opens on a remote Altancic Ocean beach bordering a woodlands nudest colony. Four
men are playing cards as they look up from time to time admiring some of the passing bathers. One
of the nudist card players is wearing nothing but a hat and a huge emerald ring. His back is turned
toward the photographer; His face is not seen.
