So like everyone I guess, looking for the binary star in our life, the one we dance across time and the universe with and go into a spectacular decay before the end of it all, rather than the supernova that looks spectacular, then explodes wreaks havoc and collapses into a Neutron star at 11pm on a Saturday after 4 drinks and leaves a signature of chaos remembered for evermore, that your friends will always bring up to remind you of that woman you met!

What you hold dear, others may have no grip on at all.

What you hold dear, to others may not even exist.

What you hold dear, may be all that someone needs to control you.

What you hold dear, is held by you alone.

But what you hold dear..
Sometimes..
You must let go.

Love is like a concept album. Some really get it.
Some liked it because it was what everyone else wanted.
Some hated it but it grew on them.
Some never understood the concept or albums.

Falling in love is a wonderful thing as your heart races and you spread your wings.
Soaring like birds higher and higher.
Till you find they are married and are a ******* liar.

Whisper she said as her lids grew heavy, as the day ended and her bed beconed.
"Don't let them know" was what she said,  in Orwellian terms still a rebel redhead!

Whisper oh whisper! So no other hears and steals you words and enslaves your dreams.
A rallying cry at 00.01 as her eylids closed and she snuggled down.

A rebel at heart and a heart all her own, memories of her when I was young. The Mary Quant of our local pub an Icon of my wasted youth.

A lifetime ago, well maybe half and then one day there she was! Sat listening to a guy on gutiar, no mistaking it was her.
At the end of the night they left together, double denim man and Suzie the stranger.
I thought that would be the last I would see of a face I had always wanted to kiss.

Now fate and fortune never steered my path until one night I was in the Cavern.
Then like a muse that teased your very soul, there she was with double denim man oh fuckity ****!

Shunted and shifted from club to club then there for a moment she was all alone.
We spoke and laughed and had both had enough and somehow her lips seemed to scream
"Kiss me now!"

Only a fool would have refused that chance so I kissed her and imagined we were 20 again.
Lips parted, not awkward,
but should I have kissed?
It was double denims woman and I had stolen a kiss!

So Whisper now as I whispered then. When I stole a kiss or was it given away.
Only you would know which, but
I wish I had kissed you again and again.

Never trust a Tory
Every one of thems a ****!
Feeding from the working classes
Like vampires at a bloodbank.

Never trust a Tory
They're all the bleeding same
Theiving from the poorest
To fund their second homes.

Never trust a Tory
They steal from everyone
Theft by tax evasion
Self assessed to earn **** all

Never tust a Tory
I dated one once you know
I was her bit of rough
To make her feel benevolent
I showered for a month