Our love
is but a garden

where

two hearts grow.

Death where is thy sting
when I am already stung,
by lips that laugh and speak and sing
the words once held by muted tongue.

For lo no light from window broke
no Juliet nor waining moon,
just honest words of love were spoke
that gave my heart a brand new tune.

So slings and arrows do thy worst
and misfortune come as may,
for here at last am I uncursed
as in her arms I softly lay.

Let scholars say he was the bard
and all his works a work of art,
but I would rather be fool hard
and know I am her work of heart.

Good morning
Mr Love ******
What seems to be the problem
Erm I see though I've never seen one quite that big before,
My its red and swollen
and look at it throbbing...

Is it sore?

I think you should maybe keep it covered away from the ladies

At least till it heals


As a broken heart is a fragile thing.

When the fates seem set against you
and times not on your side,
it's time to take a moment
and let the whole world slide.

Cause if we can't find time for love
or just to cuddle tight,
then we may as well give in
and bid the world goodnight.

So take a breath and pause my dear
hold me within your heart,
for this at least my darling
is a good place to start.

Autumnal wardrobes
of golds and reds
replaced
by virginal whites.

I may not scream it from the rooftops
nor paint in rainbows cross the sky,
all the times I've thought I love you
with all the sorrow of a sigh.

I may not hold your hand in public
nor bare your bussom to my breast,
all the times I've longed to hold you
with a whisper gone unblest.

I may not dance with you at sunset
nor feel your breath upon my cheek,
as you too hold back in silence
all the words you wish to speak.

I may not fall before your beauty
nor let my heart or' ride my mind,
just to once admit it freely
yet the truth is so unkind.

I may not say my words in open
but here in private know I'm true,
for no matter what the world thinks
my love's alone meant for you.

Why are depressives good dancers?
because
they're always getting down.

Wilted roses bleeding petals
from a cracked forgotten vase,
becoming stinging nettles
that weep from open scars.

Home is where the heart is
and a place I've never been,
nor have I smelled it's flowers
or walked it's pastures green.

I have not sang it's anthem
nor waved it's national flag,
I have not pledged alligence
to it's every nook and crag.

I have not breathed in it's beauty
nor have I tasted of it's fair,
but my home is where my heart is
if you my love live there.

Your first kiss
left a deeper
impression
than mere
lipstick.

My body
warm against
your naked back...

as your curves
mould gently
fitting mine
drawing
me close.

The scent of your hair
and sheet warmed skin
arrousung
my inner beast
my primevil needs.

Morning arises in your
willing smile
as we
slow dance to our own beat...

once more.

This pain is not of Cupid born
nor borne on winds of nights repose,
tis more the ache of being torn
from your sweet lips at evenings close.

This pain in not of teenage crush
more so of one whom knows in truth,
that so much said within the hush
and love with time will offer proof.

This pain is not of heartache shed
nor is it by your parting torn,
for this is but the path we tred
as we part ways each given morn.

So till tonight I'll bid my leave
and wear your heart upon my sleeve.

Forget time and distance
for I am with you
always.

Let the whisper
of my heart
forever be
your name.

How oft' have I sought... how oft'
your touch so soft... so soft

to raise me up on wings... on wings
to where my heart now sings... now sings

to show my love to you... to you

to show my love to you.

Let my write upon
your flesh
all the words I cannot speak,
Tattooing
there forever
how your presence
Leaves me
Weak.

Let me scribe my need
Upon you
In the heat of
lovers
touch,
penning meaning
from my
metaphor
as I show my want
as such.

Let me ink
in sweat and tears
a novel
titled me,
to prove myself
yours only
as at last
my words you see.

Read there upon you body
all the things
I've failed
to say,
knowing they
were written solely
for your heart
to read
each day.

Sleepless nights
spent dreaming of you
wide eyed
and
smiling.

Each new kiss
like the first
excites
and comforts me...

your soft touch
still makes me
ache
longing your embrace...

your sweet love
now as then
still
leaves me weak...

This morning
you awoke
in me
what had too long...


Been sleeping.

Never doubt me
                      let not your past
                                           influence our future.

wisps of perfumed steam
slow dance
by candle light
casting soft shadows
upon drawn bathroom blind.
Rose petals float lazily
kissing the contours
of your silken skin
as you dream
in wisps of perfumed steam
slow dancing.

You are mist
when the warmth of lonely days
meets the chill
of nights empty arms
and my tears
cry out for you unheard.

Petals fall
whispering
goodbye
to summer
with one
last
blush.

look not for me in rainbows
or quietly flowing streams,
seek me not in meadows
or the softness of your dreams.

I'm not amongst the flowers
or fruit ladening the trees,
nor am I the bowers
or the gentle morning breeze.

For why search when I'm with you
in both your heart and mind,
so think of us as I do
as two hearts one love doth bind.

Dost thou not see the daemons

look again...

look harder...

their there within my eyes

hiding in the darkness

Of the pupil.

The sun won't shine this morning
the clouds won't let him play,
they've covered him in mourning
and stole his warmth away.

The moon can't find her lover
and the stars fall as tears,
as the clouds thickly cover
the one she's sought for years.

The stars failed to console her
as darkness slow returns,
blown kisses to make better
the love the clouds have spurned.

She dreams of eclipses old
when they two were as one,
yet now she feels so cold
wond'ring where her love as gone.

You took my hand and led me soft
or' dale and Heath and rocky croft
our arms outstretched we stood aloft

and you asked me
                                  would I jump?

Your heart as made me Icarus
and kisses felt so amorous
to lift me gently over us

as I answered
                         without words.

My fall was one of sheer descent
but not an action I repent
for this my love was only meant

to show I know
                         Your arms outstretched


           would catch me.

Of all the people

to let me down

Why You?

Missed chances
failed romances
kisses unclaimed
sweating
shaking
feeling ashamed.

If only
I weren't so lonely
and the night was not so long

my heart aches
as it softly breaks
as I listen to our song

why oh why
do my poor eyes cry
please tell me if this is wrong.

Her fingers
stroked his slender neck
thinking of his taste
when she stuck it
in her mouth
and swollowed deep


Ahhhh
that first bud always
tastes the best.



Have one for me L.

Don't you wish your boyfriend
was a **** like me
Don't you wish your boyfriend
made you sick like me

dontcha dontcha

Don't you wish your boyfriend
was an *** like me
Don't you wish your boyfriend
passed gas like me

well

dontcha.  Dontcha




May write a parody of whole song lol

Your eyes
upon me
make me feel
so pleasantly
awkward

Red Admiral
       shedding coccoon
                       tastes the freedom

I dream of.

I wore such armour black as night
no light could penertrate,
reflecting beauty from my sight
and holding in the hate.

My helmet blinkered sleepless eyes
and made my screams unheard,
the visor welded shut with lies
my agony unshared.

My shield held all help at bay
and let nobody close,
keeping my soul in dissaray
as every thought morose.

My sword was tempered from my pain
with decorated hilt,
engraved with symbols of distain
and unforgiven guilt.

My horse was black with fiery mane
his hooves were polished steel,
his brand was one of love unlain
a heart that could not feel.

So bare me well and here me now
this armour could be yours,
if you don't find the light somehow
and learn to heal your scars.



Depression suits me well

Boil water
add earth
DNA
and time

voilà

Primal Soup

Corn flowers
dance
in summers
breeze
reminding me
of you

If only for one night
I could be the
pillow
that softly holds
your face
in soft cotton
creases
your features
soft I'd
trace
you'd sleep
so peacefully
not one
hair
would I
displace
as I became
infused
with you
upon
my pillow
case

I swore...

your death would not stop me loving you.

Come to me
in shadow
sunlight
and in shade

Come to me
in daytime
twilight
and in fade

Come to me
in due time
in haste
or in staid  

Just my love.....


Come to me.

You are
my hearts echo
it's mirror
and it's twin.

Dance for me
                 by candle light
                                     be my Midnight Moth
give to my heart  
                      the ache of flight
                                            upon your wings of cloth

Let my heart
                 the candle be
                                   The flicker and the flame

as soft you land
                    your kiss on me
                                         and brand them with your name.

Kiss this ache
from
untouched lips
that tremble
so
with every breath
that speaks
so soft


I love you.

Garth Brookes rocks
as we
in turn
here gently sway...
his voice
your eyes
the rhythmic beat

as two hearts
become
one.

White clouds
surround
her modesty
as she
steps carefully
upon
my aching heart.


Virgo the ****** modest maticulous and hard to win in love.

Stars
lose their luster
when I gaze
into
your eyes.

Venus ascended
smiling
shyly,

painting herself
in sunkissed
earth...

hiding herself
from
lovers eyes.

If not for you
I would be lost...

amongst the darkness
of my
own troubled
mind.

I kiss the screen
feeling only the
hard
forced
rejection
of the glass
mocking me with your lips...

your eyes laugh too
but their laughter
soothes me
as I touch the screen
feeling
the connection
we have
made...

your CPU heartbeat
your electronic
vocal cords that hum
gently
unto my ears
causing from me
a smile...

Once more I kiss the screen
pushing past
the pixels and the pain
to meet with
you my love
on this
our cybernetic plain.

She
bathed in moonlight
stirring stars
from
silent river beds.