Heart trapped in iron bands, love forged and lust locked.

Music thumping, head board jumping. Sweet soul music screaming out. Nail marks and tooth bites shows how the passon lashed out.

Bodies entwind whats mine is yours and yours is mine. Bed room floor antics make me pine to explore.

Outside, inside, upside car bonet time, hand cuffs, leater whips and oh so much more to  explore.

Easy come hard to go, as I want to hold you, feel you by my side to the end of time.

Im a time in space, a space in time forever it seems to be in a locked in a race. Cosmic karma kowpowing me in the face.  

Blackhole of despair stealing all my air, wonder all around me. But stuck in a rut, so I just dont care.

Love is within me, but never found without. Tears I cry that streak across the night sky as moving as a meteor shower.

Like a comet blazing fiercely when your near, but fading to nowt in the depth of space. No one to hear me scream out.

To be the darkside of the Moon forever there, but forever lost. Never to be gazed upon, never to be touched.

I'm a rocket man, with my course set, shame we're not going to intersect. Lost in space just as in love. Never to feel that gentle touch or the deep throb of wanton lust.

My heart in form of a dimminished sword all rusted throu and pitted with age, found entrenched within an anvil upon a stone.
Lonely eons pass me by, awaiting for fair damsels touch from far away fay Avalon.  
I sense a presence both near and far, it sets my iron core pulsing deep and strong, to feel life stiring within me once more.
Her touch is all it takes to awaken  fully the restored magic and more, to set my heart a gleamming to see me free to be held close.
We quest togeather to slay foul beasts, and right great wrongs of injustice done across the land. To make togeather an epic poem that sings true for generations to come.
The stuff that legends become.

Water trickles and mountains fall, thawing ice tumbles all
Blazing radiance, chasing melting all
Pristine snow scape at an end, redescovered tundra in summer  bloom
Life in action what a reaction, pure lakes and forrest berries
Things are living what a drive, cycles start and cycles end
its what keeps us trying hard
no matter that they droves us around the bend.

A moon lit, forest glade winding deeply ever on
Up mountain tracks and valley paths
Opening up on hidden paths

In one such star shone silenced space
A single silver spire stands

Within the boundaries of such a place sits enthroned
The most delightful of fairy folk

A Queen if any all regal and serene
A smile as light  such as the gentlest of zephyrs

Wish we lived in a move world where nice guys win and bad guy lose.
To be praised and thanked for hard work done, not just discarded once the gov says we were done.
To sit on a beach and watch the world revolve would be a dream, shame to know we were work bound and soon to be buried in the ground.
No golden handshakes or long good byes. 12 year service and soon to be done, not even to retire as all the gov monies gone.