What is it about songs?

Patrick who often creates a ruckus got me to thinking about a Depeche Mode song that I adore. Whenever I hear it, I flash back to a sweaty summer night of dancing, many years ago, in Pensacola FL.

Now, before I go any further with this tale, I should mention that I have, for many years, been going to Pensacola FL for my annual Memorial Day weekend vacation along with most of the gay population of Atlanta, rural Alabama, Georgia, Louisiana, and Mississippi. Sometimes a Texan or two will show up. We totally take over the place. It's amazing how far several million dollars (estimates vary from 5 to 8) pumped into the local economy, over the course of a single holiday weekend, will open the mind of the most fevrent Bible thumpers... but, I digress.

So, one night, I'm in a nightclub, the place is wall to wall women. It's so hot in there the walls are literally sweating. Women everywhere. (Not a man in sight.) Packed onto the dance floor, 6 deep at the bar and more, more, more coming into the bar as the night staggers drunkenly towards dawn. It's a visual smorgasbord. Any shape, size and type of woman you can think of, ranging from the hottest thing in 5 states to the most dykish stereotype walking. Me? I was newly single and busy licking my wounds, so I wasn't on the hunt... just looking... and boy did I find a sight for sore eyes. By the end of my first beer, I only had eyes for them. 2 gorgeous (oh-my-gawd-they-were-so-hot) women dancing together out on the dance floor. Obviously lovers, they paid no attention to anyone else in the place. Wrapped up in each other, they took no notice of all the women watching them. They moved intimately, fluidly graceful, dripping sensuousness, with such timing that your mind could easily imagine them... with much less clothing... doing other... rhythmic... things.

Seems the patrons of the bar weren't the only ones to notice them. In the middle of the night, with the bar packed beyond fire codes, the music suddenly stopped and the lights came crashing down. Then, in the dark wet heat of the night, we heard the faintest whisper of the opening cords to Depeche Mode's "World in My Eyes." The DJ, in her most dulcet tones, purred into her mic... "This, ladies, is for that delicious couple we've all been watching, who have found the world in each other's eyes."

With that, she brought the music to full blast and turned the gyrating lights back on to the cheers of most everyone there and the adorable blushes of the couple in question... who then promptly got lost in the song and their own world.


Let me take you on a trip
Around the world and back
And you won't have to move
You just sit still

Now let your mind do the walking
And let my body do the talking
Let me show you the world in my eyes

I'll take you to the highest mountain
To the depths of the deepest sea
We won't need a map, believe me

Now let my body do the moving
And let my hands do the soothing
Let me show you the world in my eyes

That's all there is
Nothing more than you can feel now
That's all there is

Let me put you on a ship
On a long, long trip
Your lips close to my lips
All the islands in the ocean
All the heaven's in the motion
Let me show you the world in my eyes

That's all there is
Nothing more than you can touch now
That's all there is

Let me show you the world in my eyes


Here's hoping they're still exploring the world together.