They talk all the time
Like woman in the office
About the weather
Or the zookeepers being late for their supper
And the new rhino that's arrived is discussed
Whilst the Penguins moan about the water
The camels have got the ****
A parrot gets a sore throat through talking
Lions have become vegetarians
Monkeys think swinging is beneath them
And the electric eels are shocked at what they see
Zebras have an identity crisis
The elephants want nose jobs
And just to top it all off
The giraffes think their to small
Zoo talk don't you just love it

Through sleep laden eyes
I see your Raven hair
My fingertips caress the skin of your back
Feeling the smooth soft skin
You stir silently and stroke my face
It feels like the touch of an angel in flight
A small grin spreads across my already happy face
And trumpets play in the air
When I utter the words, "Love you"
Then you reply with a mesmerising sweet smile
Which elevates my soul into a trance
I lie back into the warm embracing quilt
Knowing I'm lucky I'm complete I'm yours

A boat
A boat sails
A boat sails in
A boat sails in slowly
A boat sails in slowly to the docks
A boat sails crates full of bananas
A boat sails crates full
A boat sails crates
A boat sails
A boat
                                             The dock
                                      The dock fills
                                 The dock fills up
                   The dock fills up quickly
The dock fills up quickly with boats
A sailor eats oranges whole for fun
              A sailor eats oranges whole
                         A sailor eats oranges
                                        A sailor eats
                                                A sailor

I run through the courtyard
Sweat dripping from my brow
Gaining a strong momentum
For the here and the now
My mother and my father have gone
Through love and trivial means
I am left alone with no one
Just the worldly possession of five soya beans
A guard stops me in haste
Why do you run so fast?
His bitterness I can taste
The heart has dropped half mast
My parentage has eloped into the night
To find a new place to be
They detested me at first sight
My release has set them free
And now I'm scared of the walls
I have no abode to dwell
Please let me sleep under the stalls
Of this engulfing Citadel

The long seagull infested bay
Sprawled into life before my eyes
And as the breaking waves rolled along the sea edge
I observed the locals and their look of surprise
A tanned narcissistic looking officer greeted me
He seemed to float on the golden sands
"We found her here this morning officer" he uttered
"She was naked with just a scarf wrapped round her hands"
I saw the poor bleach blonde creature
All covered over by a pristine white sheet
A drown maiden washed in by the ocean
Her modesty now restored from head to feet
The investigations were long and gruelling
But the view and hospitality never diminished
I never felt anything negative here
From the beginning to when I finished
The killer was a lonely Moroccan tourist
Who misjudged friendship for something more
Such a waste of a beautiful life
Left naked on a postcard shore

I knew you'd follow
I knew you'd absorb my dreams
Character isn't a given
Character isn't what it seems
Opportunistic details matter
Opportunistic timing assured
Make sure you treat them wisely
Make sure you feel adored
A single mistake is fatal
A single mistake makes you numb
You will have to learn to change
You will have to learn to succumb
Hear the voices around you
Hear the voices talk
They will walk into your world
They will walk where you walk
Build a sturdy strong platform
Build a sturdy mental view
Cause they will test your limits
Cause they will nuture you

Shimmering crystals dwarf me
Echoes repeat my name
In this chasm of the light
The world doesn't seem the same
Beautiful solid structures
Watch me from up high
I swear I see them smiling
I swear I see them cry
Why do they want me close
Am I a victim in their lair
Do they intend to tangle me up
When they cajole with that icy stare
This is how I imagine heaven
So quiet and deathly still
Yet the real sense of protection
Keeps me here at will
I know I have to leave soon
The curator will give me a shove
Just one more second to rejoice
In this temple of real love