If you can't see beyond the scars...



leave my space.

Thirsty lips now dry and cracked
know all too well the waters lacked

though laced with salt
and sometimes
sweet

without your mouth mines incomplete

no sweet goodbyes no gentle peck
no tender touch upon my neck

no mouthing words
one cannot speak
or passionate breaths
that leave
One

weak

no more to take away thy breath
or share those moments of sweet death
when too afraid
the kiss
May end
or night no more
her soft light
lend

when lover's part it is that kiss
that closeness that true lover's miss
but we have said
our last
aduei

and how I miss
your kiss

and

you.

Dream of me softly
as you lay
warm
amongst the remnants of yesterday...

off cuts and scraps
of whispered promises
stitched
and woven lovingly together...

a patchwork quilt of shared kisses
beneath stars
and one anothers
gentle gaze...

as you sleep
wrapped within our moments
shared
warm and safe...


dream only of me.

You stood on the cliff edge
arms wide
eyes closed
listening to the whistling wind
until the breeze died down
but the music continued
you opened your eyes
and saw me there
sitting
feet dangling, smiling
you looked from me to what lay before you
green hills golden fields and blue skies
beauty personified within one vista
you paused
again looking down to see me leaning
back on my hands
enjoying the warmth of the wintry sun
why are you here
you asked
and waited as I pondered the question
and shocked you with my answer
as I said
the same as you to feel small in the presence
of God but to know he sees me as I did you
you relaxed your arms and sat down
I offered you a mint
don't mind the fluff this coats clean I laughed
you smiled
and though you still don't know why you ate it
yet realised
sometimes
the sweet things in life
are often those offered us freely
with a smile.

What medication could ever
bring such relaxed
sleep...

as ***?

I arranged the daisies
in the empty
jam jar

adding
just a touch
of sophistication
to our humble picnic
of bread
cheese and soda...

pocket money dreams
paid for
with a kiss.

Avast yer hearty where's the party
where be the festive cheer
no Yule tide log nor mug of grog
to toast this time of year

Shiver me mate an empty plate
where is the fine roast bird
with golden veg around the edge
and gravy thickly stirred

Where be the cake for Davies sake
packed full of fruit and nuts
and marzipan with icing grand
to stuff this pirates guts

No double cream is this a dream
and figgy pudding... None
no sausage rolls or sweet filled bowls
where as your spirit gone

It's times like this I really miss
the indies and the tropics
let's go the pub I'm sure they've grub
and *** from clear optics

We'll make this night happy and bright
we'll share our love with friends
and toast for peace and wars to cease
and suffering to end

Let's do our parts open our hearts
let's share with folks our smile
and day by day in our own way
be happy for awhile

I've wrapped it up in tinsel
although it made it itch
and hung a bauble on it
to watch it sway and twitch
I've written merry christmas
in lipstick red and pink
and I promise you will love it
(ignore my cheeky wink)
There's no reciept to swap it
but it's worth I'll guarantee
you'll get years of fun out of it
and without a battery
so slip it in enjoy it
let the turkey cook and burn
for this the type of stuffing
that I know you'll always yearn
so merry Christmas baby
on this sweet Yule tide
let's forget the sleigh this evening
and enjoy another ride.

She told me
where I could
and couldn't put my hands...

and as I bent over backwards
to please her
I found myself thinking

I really do hate

Playing Twister.

How comes your gentle massage

leaves my aching muscle stiff ?