I tiptoed to her garden alone
In the sun her radiance shone
Plumply hanging in golden tone
With curvy tips slight upward grown!

I was tempted by the only wish
To kiss them then milk the juice
A monstrous thirst engulfed me
To **** them dry like honeybee!

As I plucked the more luscious one
Tongue rolled in glee seen by none
Spoke the maiden as soon you taste
My life turns vain beauty goes waste!

You nail me mad to bare my flesh
Squirt my fluids make a mangy mess
Leave me then in ****** dry bust
Find one more in renewed lust!

You waste me when you taste me
Said the maiden ruefully
But my thirst had gone too far
My teeth left her a lasting scar!

I am that faint dream you had
The spark of the unlit match
Long ago on a summer afternoon
The scent that leaves too soon

Like the faded dancing flame
Of the early morning light
In frevour and fury untamed
I die with the departing night

The flash flood in the spring river
Needing only a moment to deliver
Lasting pain and unending harm
I leave quick but take the calm

I am the thunder that struck
And burned everything to dust
In an instant I come and go
You know I am fatal though

Time will take you, I know
from the memories in my mind
It saddens and relieves me
all at once and at the same time

No right to be there
when they're gone they'll be briefly missed
the pain they once delivered
like venom held within a kiss

Each time they touched me
a little poison ran through my veins
it changed and rearranged me
I wondered if I'd ever feel the same

Coursing through my bloodstream
like a virus in its perfect form
corroding and scarring my insides
leaving parts of me damaged and torn

My body has struggled to recover
defending a self destructive force
It lives within my mind
and inhabits dark corners of my thoughts

I'll try not to miss you
but it's hard to release it completely
I don't know what will fill that space
if you ever really leave me

"Never cry when the sun sets…be glad to wake up to a fresh new day tomorrow.”
*–Marian

You know you've had a good day when
You're still wearing a whistle and tail
At 8.10 pm.
You've brought grins to the faces
Of mums, little children and seated old men.

You know you've had a good day still
When it isn't the everyday run of the mill
But a street pounding, tub thumping
Banner waving parade on a hill
With the sun streaming down on our painted faces
Far better than any happy pill.

She bobs like a gull on the breaking waves
to go far out in the sea is what she craves
on her hair froths the spray of saline sand
she's the woman on the edge of rainbow land.

On the sea she isn't the woman I know too well
she rises to touch the sky with the waves swell
a stronger stranger girl keen to break the chain
fly away unshackled in her freedom's gain.

She isn't the same woman in the tidal brace
sheds the veil rides her will to be sea's empress
when the waves lave her face in its magic roar
in her dream touches rim of a distant shore.

I don't know why I love her high on the sea
where her eyes are far unfamiliar alien to me
she rides the waves within craves the rainbow land
dreams to go with the flow from clutching hand.