Undress me, she said.

My pleasure, he responded.

I want to stand naked in front of you, she offered.

I won't be able to control myself, he countered.

You must. Enjoy me, devour me and once you are aroused and wild eyed put on the blind fold, she instructed.

With pleasure, he replied.

Accept the darkness as you explore every inch of me with your hands and your lips, she added.

Is there any forbidden territory, he wondered.

None. I am yours, she declared as the first buttons came undone.

We love to fight, our favourite thing,
**** and slaughter, God save the King,
War is when we do our best,
Medals pinned on each brave chest.

Will it ever end, our anger gone,
Can we ever say we all belong.
I think, I dream, be still no more,
Make love,be kind, say no to war.

Krista makes me want to dance,
Rob paints words with circumstance,
Victoria smiles, the kindest eyes,
Melancholy knows that love is wise.

Bones is searching for a hopeful heart,
Emmanuel smiles, all humour's art,
Solange sees others first and pure,
Melissa's kindness will pearl endure.

So why is now the only time,
Surely things will always rhyme,
Is dawn a beginning or a sweet revenge,
A time of day to think of friends.

We walk alone, it's our sealed fate,
We search at night, we consummate,
Your naked body pressed to mine,
Love is our boast, your lips divine.

If I make a donation,
I get a standing ovation,
Yet scrimp and be stingy
And I'm treated as cringey.

Or maybe I'm lost,
And my work just gets tossed,
A lost poet who pouts,
For sure on his way outs.

Let the little things go,
Let your thoughts run free,
Yes, ghosts will appear,
We won't always agree.

Beliefs are assumptions
Just a branch or a twig,
When grafted all together
Our kindness will grow big.

Now I'm not naive
Nor a sweet and silly bean,
I know evil is a shadow,
As it creeps along unseen.

So smile at a stranger,
Whisper in an ear,
Listen first and then reply
Our words cause all the fear.

Do you believe in God, he asked her.

Of course not, she replied.

Do you believe in free will, he queried.

Physics says it's impossible, she responded.

Do you think time is irreversible, he insisted.

Time is consciousness. It simply informs us that we will die someday, she countered.

Pizza or chicken wings tonight, he asked.

Can we eat in bed, she replied.

Sure, he said.

Then both, and she smiled at him.

Can we walk and talk, all memories,
The past so light and feathery,
My life now love and revery,
Your smile so complimentary.

Kiss me, tickle, tease a bit,
How many years did we commit,
So willingly did I submit,
Love is our bond with innocence.