We gaze upon the same night sky
though a thousand miles apart
and ask ourselves some questions
about matters of the heart.

Like the sky, my questions black and white
so the answers yes or no
but yours are wrapped in shades of grey
and your answers must be so

For two to be so close in kind
yet see things in different ways
bids a promise of excitement
not one of uneventful days

Then perhaps the timing of the question,
is the most important place to start.
So 'til we gaze upon the same night sky
but just a few inches apart...

Christina Twistleton-Wickham-de-Fluff
couldn't decide what to do with her ****

Wherever she went the darned thing would shed
she even found hair from it inside her bed

So she took out the scissors and trimmed it a bit
but did a bad job and her **** looked like shhh....e had messed it up

So she took out the clippers to give it a trim
fired them up and got stuck right in

Be she lost her attention when a friend of hers called
and now theres a spot thats totally bald

But panic she didn't, nor get filled with dread
She simply decided to wear gloves instead.

So many years in darkness,
now blinded by the light.
Sickened by the taste of victory.
Losing all to win the fight.

The constant contradiction
of living with the lies
trading truth for misdirection
while hiding from the spies

Colliding with reality
fiction gone astray
I really can't remember
what this rhyme was meant to say.

I am the rain
that does wash away your tears
I am the rain
that has been with you all these years
I am the rain
that washes away the blues
I am the rain
that brings blue skies to you
I am the wind
that light caress upon your cheek
I am the wind
that blows you toward that which you seek
I am the wind
that moves away the cloud
I am the wind
that lifts the dreary shroud
I am the sun
that lays kisses on your skin
I am the sun
that warms you from within
I am the sun
that shines on you from above
I am the sun
that wraps you in its love
All these things I am to you
though at times you may not see
every sunbeam, cloud and raindrop
are a gift to you from me.

Don't ever think you're all alone
or that everythings your fault
And please don't lock your heart away
inside some kind of vault

Because everything thats happened
happened not only to you
there are others who have played their part
you think the blame might be theirs too?

Can you look into the mirror
and say you did your best
with honesty and integrity
when others did much less

If so then maybe just perhaps
you shoulder too much blame
tell me do the other parties
seem to be doing just the same?

Chances are most prob'ly not
after all they've you for that
you ever think that nows the time
you start to give some back

Don't to this yourself my love
the burden is too great
forgive yourself for what they've done
before it is too late

Not all heroes are perfect
suave and debonair
with bulging chests and six packs
square jaws and perfect hair

Sometimes they say the wrong thing
make the simplest of mistakes
thats just how it is in real life
cos real heroes are not fakes

They're not knights in shining armor
who ride a pure white steed
that come galloping to your rescue
in your hour of desperate need

Most of the time they're everyman
they may even be your friend
you'll know it when it hits the fan
and they stay until the end

They help you clean up after parties
they try to do whats best for you
and if they ever get things wrong
remember they're just human too.

A love thats unconditional
does such a thing exist
or is it like a phantom
hiding in the mist?