Is *** the beginning or the end of a relationship

She opened my eyes to love

with her morning kisses

I wear your lipstick gladly...

every time

you kiss me.

I cannot fathom
the depth
of your love
for me

Carved hearts...

they may as well
have been


our epitaphs.

You're the missing shirt and mismatched socks
You're the barbie dolls and the wooden blocks
youre the iou in the money box

that makes me stop and smile.

You're the open milk and burnt black toast
you're  the dented wing from the unseen post
you're the gravy poured on my Sunday roast

that makes me stop and smile.

You're the scent of marigolds and bleach
you're the persistant itch I cannot reach
you're the shells we found on last years beach

that make me stop and smile.

You're the start of life and end of days
you're the burning hope as the fiddler plays
you're the sweetest thoughts and gentle ways

that makes me stop and smile.

Smoking after ***
makes me think
I need more ****

rainbows caught
in muddy puddles
makes the children smile.

I have no silver but my tongue

no gold save my heart

and as for jewels I have but words

pray say this is a start.

When you left you forgot to take something important


                     ........................  ME  ...................

Love is all the things left unsaid and undone .... together

My minds a gramophone playing thoughts at twice their speed

She begged him not to do it
as he walked toward the pen
where they held a bull so evil
it had killed a dozen men

But he just smiled and kissed her
and climbed up the wooden gate
then he saddled up the daemon
that had killed twelve men to date

She screamed its unlucky
you're the thirteenth man all said
to try and tame this here creature
that so far left twelve men dead

He tried to calm her fear
with a smile and with a look
as the gate was thrown wide open
and the ground beneath him shook

He failed to grip the reigns
as his hands were dripping wet
and the bull became a whirlwind
angered by the scent of sweat

The ground rushed to meet him
but the bulls horns caught him clean
and the hooves kicked down upon him
as twelve men became thirteen

She wept as they gave her
his old cowboy hat of black
and then she walked away in anger
with the promise she'd be back

There's a fire burning slowly
on the beach
beside the bay
where a woman's dancing naked
kicking up
the ocean spray
her eyes have caught
the moonlight
in her come to bed allure
as she awaits
the coming
of the dawn and nothing more.

Your words had so much punch they left me bruised

Turn off the lights
and let me...

turn you on.

He said :-

This love's a place I cannot live
and the prison I can't escape,
for my love you freely sacrificed
and my dreams you nightly ****.

You are the pillow on my face
you are the needle in my arm,
you are the bullet in the brain
and the pills within my palm.

But I could never hate you babe
I could truly ner' be free,
for you are the rhyme and rythmn
that flows inside of me.

So I am holding on and digging in
holding you and holding ground,
for I know you feel the same way babe
at having me around.

So plump the pillow roll my sleeve
aim straight and swollow hard,
and when we play the hand we're dealt
I will be your joker card.

So holding on to promises
holding ground whilst holding you,
I will take life's slings and arrows
and see this sentence through.

El hablar en lengua dual
con ojos jeweled
ella susurró suave en acalorado respiran...

usted es mi primer pensó en la mañana
mi palabra final
luz colgada en labios iluminados por la luna
mi rezo silencioso,
mi sueño más suave,
mi fantasía acalorada.

Rece me dicen que soy el suyo

y hágame creer

en este su



The dual-language talk
with jeweled eyes
she whispered soft hot breath ...

you are my first thought in the morning
My final word
light hanging on my lips moonlit
my silent prayer,
my softest dream
my hottest fantasy.

Pray tell me I'm yours

and let me know

in this, your kiss.

Don't plump my pillows
lest you
should **** my dreams

If my lips were but a chalice
would you drink?

Too oft' tis said
yet...

NEVER

refrain
from telling me

Heart...

free to a good home

loves kids and animals

.                                
                                 I
                                see
                               your
                                face
                            reflected
                          in a million
                           raindrops
                           ­  smiling.

Tis not enough
that time
tears you from my arms
and distance
keeps you from my sight
now the Internet
isolates  you from my presence

thank the Lord
no one
nor anything
can remove you from my heart.

How reliant have I become on you my Internet provider.

My heart
like my garden
requires a lot of care.

You have the only key
to my heart...

safely hidden in your eyes.

It rests there
amongst
the hopes and dreams
we share with no one
but ourselves.

With a whisper and a prayer
a promise and a wanting
you guard it...

safe behind your smile

and soft upon your hand
a space
reserved for me
to fashion from my heart
a ring of gold.

His smile
applied blusher
to the
sweet young
maidens cheeks.

There's cats
amongst the pigeons
the one eyed sailor cried.

Oh Hippy Hippypotamus
can't ride a bike
can't catch a bus
but unlike you or I or us
he wont complain
or make a fuss
he never swears or dares to ***
cause he's well bred
this Hippy Hippypotamus

I remember the day
they cut you out...

my paper dolly I joked
as they handed you to me

naked and silent
you snuggled in my arms

then they took you away
how you screamed

you cried every visiting time
till I arrived after I left

you grew we grew closer
my shadow others joked

now it's I that nervously awaits
until you come after you've left

I joked " that's mine "
you throw it down
you stomp away
you slam the door

" I'm kidding " I shout
you're silent
you're distant
you laugh no more

" grow up " I scream
temper rising
Anger growing
I walk away

" grow up " I repeat
to myself
to my inner child
that spoiled today

She licks my lips like envelopes
and seals them with a kiss,
then she stamps her name upon them
as the bed posts bring me bliss.

I trace the lay lines
from mountain peak to shaded valley
via open plains and private land...

as blue skies and crimson sunset's smile

turns to laughter.

would you...
**** your tail pipe


So willingly inhaling death?

I saw you today and.....froze

unknowingly
I touched my lower lip
where your kiss drew blood
tore flesh...

I wanted to curl up
but why
so you could kick me while I'm down

AGAIN

I felt the sweat on my brow...
hot
and sticky
I smelt the blood
saw the porcelain fragments
at my feet

I saw you today
and wanted to prove
I had moved on


I was wrong